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Dumbledore stood watching a boy pace around his office. What a day he has had. Sirius black has died but Dumbledore knew the cost was worth the reward. But now Dumbledore did not know what to do with his new problem. Never in his wildest dreams could he believe his eyes.

It was six o'clock when Snape approached Dumbledore and whispered in his ear. "We have a problem; there is a boy to see you"
Dumbledore stood and told the students to get to bed. Being happy at everything in the world at the moment he wasn't expecting this. Snape opened the door for him and a reflection of the one person he did not want to see was a sixteen year old Riddle.

Back to the present riddle stopped pacing and sat down at the chair on Dumbledore's left. "People now know that lord Voldemort is back." All Dumbledore could do was nod. "I am sorry that you had to lose that man" Dumbledore not looking convinced turned to him.

"Thank you" smiled Dumbledore, realizing that it was the same charm the boy had inherited from Voldemort. Dumbledore grew wary about what else this version could do. "Why have you revealed yourself now, if I can ask?" Dumbledore asked.

"Well, I'm not in anymore danger than harry, yourself or I, am I". The boy smiled before continuing on. "I mean it doesn't matter if Voldemort finds out because he's got other things on his mind now."

Dumbledore smiled to himself. The fact that this riddle was in hiding could prove useful in time. "So what are you going to do with yourself now?"

"I want some form of protection, but I can pay for it. Not in gold of course but in deeds professor." He looked at Dumbledore almost pleading with his eyes. "What if I told you, that -, there is something I can do with magic, which would break your understanding of magic forever."

"I must say that you would be mistaken riddle, I'm not into the dark arts if that is what you mean"

"No sir, you have misunderstood me. What cannot be done with magic?"

"Bring back the dead and" but Dumbledore was cut off by riddle who smiled. "Can you bring back the dead tom?

"Sir, the spell requires the very core of someone's magical abilities. I could only bring back about four or five people, without damaging myself." Dumbledore sat back into deep thought.

"How is it possible?"

"Easy, all I need to do is find the veil, but it's being lost for century's"

Dumbledore looked alert at the name, he knew where it was and riddle saw it in Dumbledore's eyes.

"You know where it is"

"Yes I do" Dumbledore stated. "But it will be sometime before you do this"

"What!" screamed riddle "every dam moment I waste here than doing something to gain your confidence, no one will bloody trust me"

Dumbledore looked concern at this boy's behavior and thought it reminded him of Voldemort, "What do you think I can do. You're not acting like someone I could trust" he said cooly. Riddle stopped and thought for a moment,

"Alright I'm sorry, when would be a good time for you, tomorrow perhaps."

Dumbledore smiled and nodded "nine o'clock sounds good"

"I should warn you now; my mother before she died always said 'I had a temper like my father always, but only before ten"

"I dealt with your father and I can handle it," chuckling to himself "where are you staying tonight." Looking serious, from chuckling then concerned for the boy's well being.

"Three broomsticks" muttered tom before standing to leave "meet you at the gates at nine on the dot.

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