Just, just some stuff for the Early Changes AU. I wanted to do more on the children I planned on using since the beginning. Mainly, Tommy Riddle and his twin, Ronnie. Shut up I'm awesome. I truly don't care if this meets the requirements or not.
Time Period Task: Write about the childhood and/or adolescence of Tom Riddle.
Word count: 403
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Tommy waited for his brother. The other students were milling around. He could see the bright shock of red hair his brother sported, nor the black and red Gryffindor robes. Sometimes he wonders why he was a Slytherin and his twin was a Gryffindor. They weren't too dissimilar.
Yes, Tommy's vocabulary was much better than his brother's, and yes he was less likely to run into the middle of things without first checking his surroundings. But they were both raised to be brave. And both were pretty cunning.
"Tommy!" But then again, Ronnie was very, very loud. Just like his dad.
"Ronnie. Where have you been? We were supposed to be studying in the library right now." The brothers found their way to the library, ignoring the looks the other students always gave them.
They had always been the object of most of their fellow students' eye. One tall, black hair and pale skin, the other thin, tan, red hair burning above freckled skin. Each looking like one of their dads.
They hadn't known their mother. She died when giving birth, leaving them with their dads, both of which had no idea how to raise babies. Tommy liked how they came out though. Each popular in their own right. Tommy had many followers, not friends, never friends. He only needed the one, his twin.
While Ronnie had the opposite thought. He had tons of friends. Almost everyone in his year was friends with Tommy's energetic little brother.
Tommy rarely showed his brother what he thought of that, and decided it was best to keep it to himself.
"Are you going home for the Christmas holidays?" Someone asked him. Tommy didn't want to answer. He and Ronnie always went home for the holidays. Or, they usually do. This was the first year he and Ronnie were not going home. Their dads had plans, going to be staying somewhere for a while.
Ronnie had been asked by no less than six people to go home with them for the holidays. But Tommy did not. No one wanted him to go to their house, to stay with their family. He wasn't as fun to hang around as Ronnie was.
"Come on Tommy! Let's stay here. It'll be you and me, maybe a few Hufflepuffs and a stray Ravenclaw or two. It'll be fun."
Tommy might not be like his brother. But that wasn't a bad thing.
Bleh. This is crap. But it is my crap and I love it.
Mars
