Tell Me Would You Kill?
Maire was just heading out of Potions Class when Snape called her name. "Miss Risenwall, I need to speak with you." In most cases, Snape only addressed Maire about her participation and grades in class, as much as Snape was her favorite teacher, she really didn't want to be bothered right now.
"Sir of this is about that 'Poor' I got on that quiz-" "That is of no importance at this moment. The Headmaster wants me to escort you to his office at once." Oh Merlin, Professor Dumbledore found out about me sneaking out yesterday. Dragon Bogies! None the less, Maire followed him out of the classroom into the dimly lit corridors of the dungeons.
Snape walked ahead of her with Maire at his heels, her eyes traveling up and down the halls looking for Grace, her best friend. Finally they reached a large, ugly gargoyle.
"Password?" "Raspberry." The gargoyle slid aside to show a narrow staircase. Snape urged her on with a cock of his head. Maire slowly walked up the stairs, nervous that she would be in big trouble once she got there.
"I assure you Miss Risenwall, whatever you think you're going to get in trouble for is not the reason for the Headmaster's wish to see you, however, I would like to know why you're so scared to go up here if you actually did do something that would be frowned upon."
When they reached Dumbledore's study, Dumbledore expecting their arrival, opened the door just as Maire was about to knock.
"Aah, Miss Maire! There is something we must discuss. Lemon Drop?" "If you don't mind Professor!" Dumbledore's eyes twinkled. "Severus, You're dismissed." "Thank you Albus."
Maire seemed hesitant to sit down but sat down as it seemed Dumbledore wanted her to. "Miss Maire, first you must promise, word of this conversation can only be discussed between Yourself, Professor Snape, and I." "Yes Sir." "Good! Good!"
"I assume you know who Tom Riddle is." "Yes sir." " Do you no of his story?" "No sir." "Well than, I suppose it would seem right to inform you of it!" Dumbledore walked over to a wardrobe of some sort and the doors opened to reveal a silver gleaming bowl. "Miss Maire, if you would come here." Maire walked over to the bowl and saw a silvery looking liquid that made Maire want to touch it, though she held her temptation back. "Sir, is this a-" "Pensieve, yes." Maire nodded and looked back into it.
"Ladies first." Maire felt herself leaning in to the liquid and suddenly found herself standing beside a handsome boy on one of the staircases of Hogwarts. He was a Slytherin with black hair and entrancing emerald eyes. She watched alongside him as Ministry officials brought down a stretcher with a body on it.
"Myrtle. The first person killed by Tom Riddle. Do you know what killed her Maire?" "A Basilisk." "Correct." They stayed silent as they watch a younger Dumbledore look at Tom.
"Riddle? Come." Tom looked away from Myrtle and looked directly at him. "Professor Dumbledore." He started to ascend the stairs to the younger Dumbledore.
"It is not wise to be walking around this late hour, Tom." "Yes Professor. I suppose I had to see for myself that the rumors were true." Maire knew this was a lie. "I'm afraid they are Tom. They are true." The younger Dumbledore spoke. "About the school as well? I haven't got a home to go to, they wouldn't really close the school would they Professor?" For a second, Maire swore she heard a bit of worry cross his eyes, his worry almost noticeable in his tone. "I understand Tom. Now I'm afraid, Professor Dippet may have no choice." "Sir, if it all stopped, and the person responsible was caught-" "Is there something you wish to tell me Tom?" "No sir, nothing." "Very well than, off you go." "Goodnight sir." Tom said and walked by Dumbledore.
Maire looked back at Dumbledore, then looked at a fast paced Tom, and sprinted toward Tom. Following him at a quick pace she watched as he turned a corner and another corner than walked briskly towards a door. Once he reached the door he took his wand out and looked around before opening the door. Maire stared at the young boy before her.
"Everything's going' to be al'right." When the boy turned around. She gasped as she saw Hagrid in his Gryffindor robes staring unarmed at an armed Riddle. "Good evening Hagrid. I'm going to have to turn you in Hagrid. I don't think you meant to kill anyone." Hagrid looked like he was about to cry. "You can't! You don't understand!" "The dead girl's parents will be here tomorrow and the least Hogwarts can do is make sure the thing that killed their daughter is slaughtered." "It wasn't him! Aragog never killed no one not ever!" Riddle pretended to sympathetic. "Monsters don't make good pets Hagrid, now stand aside." "No!" Hagrid declared. Riddle raised his voice, " Stand aside Hagrid." "NO!" Hagrid declared again, his eyes beginning to water. Suddenly Riddle raised his wand and uttered "Cistem Aperio!" and the box in which kept Aragog blasted open and Aragog jumped out.
Riddle turned around and pointed his wand at Aragog "Arania Exumai!" and Aragog was blast away. Hagrid began to walk towards Aragog. "Aragog! Aragog!" But Riddle turned his wand at him again. "I can't let you go Hagrid. They'll have your wand for this Hagrid. You'll be expelled Hagrid."
Maire wanted to help Hagrid but knew it was too late as the memory began to fade away and Dumbledore's office came back into view. "Sir, what exactly just happened?" "It will make more since after this one." Once more, Maire felt herself pulled into the Pensieve and seemed to be next to an even younger Dumbledore.
(1st person)
"We're at Wool's Orphanage Maire." We followed an old woman into the building and up some stairs. "The woman's name is Mrs. Cole by the way Maire."
"I must admit to some confusion from your lessons Dumbledore. You see in all the years Tom's been here, he's never once had a family visitor. There have been incidents with the children, nasty things." Mrs. Cole seemed scared to even knock on Tom's door, but she did. "Tom, you have a visitor."
Dumbledore entered the room. "How do you do Tom?" Tom looked frightened. This Tom was different, though he still had a somewhat powerful aura around him. Tom looked to the window and seemed to sense what young Dumbledore was doing. "Don't." I looked around and saw a bunch of stuff laying around that she was sure was not healthy to keep.
"You're the doctor aren't you?" Tom accused. The younger Dumbledore sat down. "No, I'm a professor." "I don't believe you. She wants me looked at. They think I'm different." Tom confessed. "Well maybe they're right." "I'm not mad!" "Hogwarts is not a place for mad people. Hogwarts is a school, a school of magic. You can do things can't you Tom? Things other children can't." "I can make things move without touching them. I can make animals do what I want without training them. I can make bad things happen to people who are mean to me, I can make them hurt, if I want. Who are you?" Tom confessed once more. "I'm like you Tom, I'm different." "Prove it." Tom challenged.
Suddenly the wardrobe next to me caught on fire and I jumped.
"Merlin's Pants professor! How'd you do that?!" I asked the recent Dumbledore. His eyes twinkled and he chuckled. "As Mr. Ron Weasley would say, I'm Dumbledore!" I laughed before turning to look at the scene again.
Tom seemed to be entranced and impressed by the show of nonverbal magic. The younger Dumbledore turned to look at Tom again before saying: "I think there is something in your wardrobe trying to get out Tom." Tom walked over to his wardrobe and took a box out and the flames were extinguished. Tom then emptied the box's contents on his bed. "Thievery is not tolerated at Hogwarts Tom. At Hogwarts you will be not only taught how to use magic, but how to control it. Do you understand?" Tom gave a nod and the younger Dumbledore started to walk out of the room.
"I can speak to snakes too. They find me, whisper things. Is that normal for someone like me?" Tom seemed very scared and worried at the question and at that point I wanted to hug him, but Dumbledore's office faded into view.
(A/N: Okay so basically I'm just gonna skip the rest of the memories before I kill your eyes. So Dumbledore mostly explains the rest of his(Tom's) life, but I will tell you why Harry is not involved.)
In The Hospital Wing
Snape stood next to Harry's bed. "Madame Pomfrey, why is Potter in here?" "Well, from what Ms. Luna told me, he was knocked out by Mr. Mclaggen." "Hmm." "He's been out for a couple of hours now. Severus, can you take this to Professor Flitwick please?" Snape took the vial of contents from Madame Pomfrey. "Ask him if he can charm this to make him wake up, because I have none of the reawakening potion left. Perhaps you can brew some for me later?" "Yes I will. Goodnight Pomfrey." "Night Severus."
Back in Dumbledore's office
"Miss Maire, do you have enough wits to outsmart Tom Riddle?" "Yes sir." "Are you brave enough to fool him and risk getting caught?" "Yes sir." "Are you sly enough to keep him from finding out what you're true intentions are?" "Yes sir." "Are you loyal enough to stay on our side til the very end?" "Yes sir."
"Tell me would you kill to save a life?"
AND CLIFFHANGER! I watched a video on YouTube and got the idea for this story because would you be willing to go back and kill someone who hasn't even become Lord Voldemort yet? Also lovely readers, do you think she will say yes or no? Tell me in your reviews! Thanks for reading!