Hey guys, long time no see! Sorry, but school was/is busy and I had literally no inspiration whatsoever. I know I have to update Truth or dare with the Death Eaters, but I have no idea how to continue and I don't feel like writing that atm, sorry.

But here's a new story about Voldemort meeting a certain someone...hmmm...mysterious xd.

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Disclaimer: I don't own hp

,, No, Tom.'' Dumbledore said clearly to the man who was sitting right in front of him. The man he was addressing was a little over 20 years old, had dark eyes, which reflected a red colour, dark hair and a very pale skin.

,, Why not? What are you so afraid of that I would do while teaching? It is fear isn't it? Fear because of those stories you've heard about me?'' The man responded, sounding rather offended and a little angry.

,, It indeed is, Tom. You have answered your question yourself.'' Dumbledore said calmly.

,, It is unbelievable that the great Dumbledore is afraid of me. And I also do not understand why you would think I would hurt the students in any way possible. It is Hogwarts, after all, that gave me a home, I am not taking that away from other hopeful children.''

,, Everyone is afraid of something, Tom. I do admit I am, indeed, afraid of your actions towards the children. I know you do not mean to harm them, you wish to teach them, and that is exactly what I am afraid of. The children are here to have fun, to make friends, not to be taught about hatred towards Muggles. I am truly sorry, Tom, I think you are very qualified for a job at Hogwarts, but only if you put away your past.''

Tom, no Lord Voldemort is what he is called now, wanted to point out Dumbledore's foolishness. He does hate Muggles, yes, but that is no surprise after what he's been through, Dumbledore knows this. How dare he refuse him, while knowing Hogwarts is the only home he has ever known. But he would not say this, he would not fight with Dumbledore, it would be foolish. Dumbledore was powerful, yes, and even though Voldemort was too, he did not dare to challenge his former teacher.

,, It does hurt me you do not think me efficient for this job, Dumbledore, but I do understand your concern. But please, let me relive a bit of my Hogwarts years, let me be present during a lesson. I wish to be a part of Hogwarts for one last time.''

,, Very well, Tom. I cannot refuse this. After all, I know how important Hogwarts is to you.''

Dumbledore rose from his chair and motioned for Voldemort to follow him. They both walked downstairs to a small office. Tom was both confused and curious about why they walked to this office. Dumbledore knocked on the wooden door and a voice from inside called them in.

,, Ah, professor Dumbledore, come further. And you've brought someone, what's your name, boy?'' A tall, stern looking man said from behind his desk, motioning Dumbledore and Voldemort to sit down. The man had brown hair, green eyes and looked like wanted the two of them to get out of the room as quickly as possible.

,, Thank you, Edgar,'' Dumbledore said as he and Voldemort both sat down. ,, Tom, this is Edgar Darkholmes, Edgar, this is Tom Riddle. He used to be one of my students, before you were a teacher here. He wishes to be present at one of your lessons, just to relive the time at Hogwarts.''

Professor Darkholmes looked rather angry. Why does that boy needs to be present at his lesson, he already graduated Hogwarts, what sense would it make for him to come back? He concluded Dumbledore to be mad for asking this, but said:

,, Of course, Dumbledore. When exactly will he be attending my class?''

,, Tomorrow, I'd say.'' Dumbledore responded with a smile.

,, Sure, sure.'' Professor Darkholmes said, not being pleased with the answer at all. To tell him to let a boy attend his lesson on such a short note, ridiculous.

Both Dumbledore and Voldemort stood up and walked out of the room, Voldemort muttering a small thank you to the professor.

When back into Dumbledore's office, he said:

,, Well, Tom. Are you excited to relive your Hogwarts years for an hour tomorrow?'' Dumbledore said, smiling.

,, I am, professor, thank you. But you have not told me yet; what subject does he teach?''

,, Your favourite, Defence against the Dark Arts.''

Voldemort smiled, a small, but true smile, for he was truly happy to be back at Hogwarts.

After a minute of silence, Dumbledore started to speak once again:

,, Well, Tom. I think it is time for you to go home now, I will see you tomorrow. The class you will be attending will start at half past ten in the morning, don't be late.''

,, Yes, professor. I will be there.''

They shook each other's hands and Voldemort left. Back to the old mansion that had belonged to his filthy Muggle father. And for the first time in months, he slept well.

Thanks for reading this chapter! I've already written the other chapters. There are going to be 3, but I'm going to upload the other ones spread over next week.

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