Hufflepuff Could Be

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Yeah, I know. Some people who know me was angry at me. For those who don't know me, let me tell this. I wrote two stories for Harry Potter. But I couldn't continue the stories. So I deleted those two. I AM VERY SORRY. But don't worry I'll regularly update this story. I set my mind on finishing this. By writing few fanfictions, I could improve my thoughts to continue my book. So please read it and not unfazed by the name. I know you'll enjoy this. Because it's Tom Riddle we're talking about. And without further ado.

CHAPTER 1:

The Boy who knows

YEAR, 1938

It was a bright sunny day. So bright, it made your eyes watery. The sky was clear without having any cloud. People were buzzing everywhere, having their normal conversation with one another. But no one has their eyes for the old grubby-looking pub which was seemed to fill with people of different ages. But there is something different with them. They are not wearing normal clothes like people who were passing, without even a single glance at the club.

When you looked closely, you can see people wearing dress robes with a large hat on their heads. Everyone was talking loudly and when an ordinary man entered and heard their conversation, he wouldn't get what they're talking about. Because they are talking something about strange quidditch things and some bludgers. They all turned towards the door entrance when the bell chimed indicating new presence. A man who was wearing a full-length violet colored robe with a long orange hat and small violet stars in it and with a twinkle in his eyes entered. He doesn't seem to be bewildered by their talking. He just smiled at everyone and went to the bartender.

Upon seeing the new arrival, the bartender smiled and greeted him. "Good morning Dumbledore, good day, innit?". The man known to be Dumbledore grinned and said," Indeed Michael. The brightest day one could see." Michael, the bartender nodded,"Well, what did you do?". Dumbledore shrugged," Just a walk along the beautiful streets in London. You should do that too." Michael shooked his head and said,"Nah, with the crowd these days, I don't have any time. Well, do you want something?" with a pride in his voice. Of course, Dumbledore noticed that and wavered his hand saying,"I would love to , but you see, I have some work to be taken care regarding Hogwarts. So I'll have that invitation some other time. Thank you". With that said he left the pub, not the way he entered, but the way on the other side.

By sitting inside the club, you could see the man tapping the brick wall with some stick in his hand. But only those with their extraordinary eyes can see, it's actually a wand he is holding and whenever he pressed the brick, it seems to jiggle and soon a way the size of the man could enter appears. Dumbledore entered and was walking through it. Sightseeing every shop on his way and when he passed a sweet shop, he couldn't manage himself to stop his smiling. It looks like he is cherishing the sweets which were put up on the display. But when he tries to enter the shop, the work that has to be done came to his mind and with a sigh closed the door. After taking a few steps ahead, he disappeared in the air. People around them doesn't seem to be disturbed or confounded at all.

There is a big castle which seems to be at the hill top. But it's not that. The castle is way too tall than the normal one. And it looks more alive than any other castle one could see. One could stare at the beauty of the castle the whole day. By simply seeing the castle, a deep ache will be formed in your chest to know everything about the castle, to explore its secrets. You don't know how to express the feeling you just felt. It's a HOME. Just simple.

That's what the man felt when he re-appeared in the air and looked at the castle with a glee in his eyes. Dumbledore entered the castle, known to be the HOGWARTS, SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY. A wizarding school for extraordinary students with magic in their blood. Not everyone can be a witch or a wizard. For some children, the magic was in their heritage. But there are some children who can do magic, even by having non-magical parents.

Dumbledore walked straight to the headmaster's office where everything was in perfect order except few papers which seem to be everywhere. In the headmasters' seat, a bulky large man wearing large spectacles, which will be slide off his nose if not adjusted, sat reading today's newspaper. He wouldn't notice the new addition to his room unless if it's not for the sound made by Dumbledore.

By seeing him, he adjusted his spectacles finally, and put the newspaper aside, "Ha, Dumbledore, the person I want to see. I'm simply mesmerized by the fact how you appear whenever there is a need of you". Dumbledore smiled," Nah, I came so you could hear the wonderful information I have right now".

"Good to know. You see, I do have a news to share with you. So, first you tell", Dippet, the headmaster said. So, Dumbledore shared his adventure which took place while he was taking a walk along the streets. Unlike the usual crowd among the streets, there was a particular building which was crowded with children and a stout old woman who was talking to the children in a stern voice, "Nothing will happen to anyone until I'm here". Just by the simple curiosity, of course, Dumbledore went near the crowd. He was amused when a voice near him whispered, "But it did happen, when she was right there, right?". And this wasn't unnoticed by the woman whose cheeks flushed lightly and Dumbledore was even more amused. Somehow she reassured everyone and they all went inside. She closed her eyes and left a deep breath and was startled by the man who was staring at her with blue twinkling eyes. "Do you need any help mam?", Dumbledore asked softly which was sounded musical to her by the look in her eyes. One, it could be musical or this was the first voice she heard from a rather handsome looking man. Whatever it was, she just smiled and motioned him to enter the building.

After giving him a glass of wine and nodded to his seat, she sat. She gulped it and sat the glass on the table. "So, there is this boy who is just not ordinary like others. He is somewhat alone and sends a bad kind of vibe when he came near anyone. It's like he is clouded by his own darkness. Children were terrified of him and even before he kind of set his fellow student's dress into fire by simply glaring. That's why they all are afraid and don't want to be here unless he left this place". Even though she just ranted to a stranger, she feels relieved by doing that. Dumbledore's mind wheeled and after a few moments he asked in a gentle voice, "May I see him?". "Well, if that's what you want", she said and stood. She asked him to follow her right away.

Before entering a room which was far away from other rooms she asked him to wait outside. She entered the room with a slight tremble which was definitely not due to the cold as it was a bright sunny day after all. Of course, Dumbledore noticed that. Seriously, couldn't a single thing manages to escape from his eyes. The person inside the room also noticed the tremble from the woman and just smirked at her. She didn't notice the smirk, even if she did she ignored it, and told him that a visitor was here to meet him and then left.

The boy was slightly surprised when a visitor came to meet him. Him of all person. And that was quite interesting to him. So he waited. Dumbledore walked into the room and smiled at the boy. The boy's curiosity increased when he noticed the visitor's strange dress but didn't tell anything of course. What is a need to start a conversation when he doesn't want it? So he just glared Dumbledore straight in the eye.

Unflinching by his gaze, Dumbledore smiled and started to talk, "Well, boy I know who are you?". The boy was startled by the statement but managed to tell, "I don't have any idea what you're talking about". "Indeed you have boy as am I. I know you can do things. And also know why you have this power unlike other children", Dumbledore said.

Just by the simple why in the statement made the boy's eyes lit up and asked, "May I know?" a little pause and said "Sir?". Dumbledore then started to tell about Hogwarts and how people like him can do magic and all. After a detailed explanation, Dumbledore stopped his talk and looked at the boy. He was in complete awe. The child look in his eyes made Dumbledore smile and raised his eyebrows at him. The boy suddenly guarded his expression, which was more trained by the look of it, and whispered, "I fucking knew it." Dumbledore shooked his head and said, "Mind the.." but was stopped by the boy who continued, "I know I have something that others don't have. But I couldn't grasp what it was. Few times, when someone made me angry, this thing was pushing inside me to break through, but I'm not sure what the thing was. Now I know, it's MAGIC". Dumbledore noticed how the word magic was said with awe. He started to talk but was once again stopped by the bold voice, "I may not be an ordinary like these children. But I'm extraordinary when it comes to other magic people". "And care to share why that is", Dumbledore asked. With a smirk, he said, "I can talk to snakes".

Dumbledore was so shocked and it made the boys' smirk widened. Trying to hide the shake in his voice, Dumbledore said, "Yeah, it definitely makes you extraordinary and now to the procedure of the admission". The boy just grinned and nodded. Even though the boy sends a different kind of vibe, Dumbledore couldn't allow a child with magic to disappear and so he explained the procedure.

So that's how Dumbledore's adventure ended. And when he finished, the headmaster smiled and said, "Let's see what this boy could do once he came here. And now it's my turn Dumbledore. And before that, what did you the boy's name was?".

"I haven't told yet. Tom Marvolo Riddle", said Dumbledore.