This is a collection of Tom Marvolo Riddle centric drabbles for many challenges and competitions. I'll be sure to post what's for what at the top of every chapter! :D
For: 20 drabbles 20 prompts – "Tom Marvolo Riddle" "Muggle", Inspiration Challenge – "Trust", Favourite Genre Bootcamp – "Semper" "Fairy Tale Retellings"
See if you can figure out what fairy tale this is while reading! It can be a part of a tale, or the whole of a tale. I'll post it on the bottom :)
Superiority
By silver-nightstorm
Word Count: 444
Summary: Step by little step, Tom Marvolo Riddle grows up into the man that he will become.
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It was playtime at the orphanage and Miss Crane had told the children that they could go outside. Tom Marvolo Riddle was very excited; they didn't get to play outside very often. He was three years old and he could count on the fingers of one hand the number of times he had played outside by himself.
They were walking though the tiny park down the street when Tom wandered off. There were some pretty trees that he wanted to see, but as he was carefully walking down the path, in that purposeful but clumsy way that all little children possess, he ran into a man.
The man was regal and tall and he carried a black walking stick with a silver serpent's head on top. He had long blonde hair and was wearing strange draping clothing that Tom had never seen before. This man scowled down at Tom.
"Watch where you're going, you foolish Muggle child," he sneered.
Tom frowned, and the wind picked up around him. He didn't like to be insulted. He hated it. He didn't like to be looked down on. The prideful would be punished by him. So he concentrated, and he concentrated, and he concentrated just a little bit more and then… he smiled.
The tall, blonde, regal man jumped and let out a girlish shriek when he suddenly found himself shrinking in size. Moments later, a small blonde dog was yelping among a pile of robes.
Little Tom Riddle crossed his arms and glared down at the dog. "You shouldn't be mean to people smaller than you," said Tom. "Miss Crane says it's rude."
The dog nodded frantically and found itself in the form of a man once more. Hastily straightening his robes around him, the man stood up. "You, my boy, are certainly not a Muggle," he said, gathering himself together. "This makes you very special, indeed." The man kneeled down on the worn, leaf-covered path so he could be eye-level with the young boy standing before him. "My name is Lord Malfoy, and I will be keeping a very special eye on you, my boy. Now, none of these people around us can know about your secret. You're special, my boy, and they're below you. Sanctimonia Vincet Semper."
The man straightened himself up and began to walk away from Tom. As if having a second thought, he paused and turned back. "Now, I trust you won't tell anyone about me? I'm afraid they wouldn't believe you. Farewell."
Tom Marvolo Riddle was left watching the mysterious, tall, blonde, regal man walk away with a new idea in his young mind. The idea of superiority.
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I hope you enjoyed! The fairy tale I was thinking of when I wrote this was Beauty and the Beast, specifically the part where the witch turns the prince into a beast for not being kind to her. :D