Dear Tom Riddle
Isn't it ridiculous how much the ministry of magic seems to worship that old pretentious rag Dumbledoor? I mean the ancient fool can't seem to structure a sentence without having to pop one of his atrocious muggle sweets. What a disgrace. Don't worry though; the timeworn wizard will soon seize to be a memory.
Want to know what's most despicable? They took me for a fool, father. They didn't think I was intelligent enough to figure it out. They have played us like a chess game. They decided all my so called 'friends' for me and even placed me with those abusive Dursleys. They watched me suffer for eleven long years at the hands of those muggles just so they can 'rescue' me and so I would look at them for guidance. How long did they intend on keeping this up? They have even prophesised me to destroy you father. What kind of insensitive monster steals a child from their father just so they can bring him up to destroy him? Dumbledoor has made you suffer father, taken away all that is rightfully yours but he will soon pay. I promise.
Can you believe I even considered that filthy mud blood, Granger and that sad excuse of a wizard, Weasley loyal friends? They have played me. But now the tables have turned. The joke is on them now. They are the pawns now. Their prophesised saviour is to become their destroyer. I will make each and every one of them suffer just like I have suffered. I will eliminate their lives, piece by piece until they are begging for mercy at my feet. I will show them. You will see father.
Do you know what's most funny about all this? They have no clue I've cracked their little secret. They still think of me as their pathetic little puppet. Dumbledork seems to think he's control of everything, little does he know even his trusted spy's in your inner circle are working against him. He seems to think he has this war covered. What a laugh.
Time to make our first move in the game, now the real fun shall begin.
Your son and heir
Harry Marvolo Riddle