AUTHOR'S NOTE

First of all, hi my pen name is Sparssondor12 and I'm writing this as an experiment, I would like to know what you guys think about it. Whether it is a good or bad idea, so please give me feedback and constructive criticism. This is my first time at a Harry Potter Fan Fiction, I've had this idea floating in my head for a while, and thought "eh I'll see if others like it" this couple had always intrigued me, and how I wish Rowling would have put these two together, as an added layer to the story, but I'm not Rowling, any way enough of my rant, please enjoy, and without further ado I present "Hidden Secrets"

-Sparssondor12

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER OR ANYTHING ELSE RELATED TO IT THAT COULD GET ME SUED.

The war had ended, after months of searching, and trying to destroy horcruxs, they had the devil's soul inside them it was finally done. The kids that I taught the kids whom I met merely six years ago were now war heroes. Harry, he has always been a hero to the wizarding world, and now is a true hero. Ron, he never was the fastest broom in the closet, but he was: loyal, brave, and a true Gryffindor none the less. Hermione, she was what seemed to be the closest thing to a daughter I had. I then thought how different the world could have been if I had tried and changed him to stop him from trying to accomplish his selfish evil desires we would have had our own kin. Oh tom, look at what you had become. A handsome young man, charming, smart, and my ex fiancé, yes, I Minerva McGonagall head of Gryffindor house, and now Headmistress at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was once engaged to Tom Riddle. I stood there looking at all the destruction the war had caused.

"Professor?"

I was snapped out of whatever trance I was in and looked up to see the person who had interrupted my train of thought.

"Yes, Mr. Potter?" I replied

"Thank you for defending me against Snape." He said.

"It is my job, Mr. Potter, you are a student, and the only hope this world had to being saved" I looked at Mr. Potter, but something still seemed to be bothering him, his bright green eyes could tell no lies.

"What darkens your heart Mr. Potter?" I asked concerned for him, he paused and what appeared to be trying to find the proper way to word the next question, he would ask.

"My question, professor is what was he like, Voldemort I mean when he was younger?"

I took a deep breath this will always be a burden I have to carry.

"He was a good man, handsome, top of his class, prefect, all throughout our schooling but that all changed when he started to get the idea of immortality, many would call me crazy, but I was glad he was my best friend."

"You mean like me and Hermione…Right?"

"No Mr. Potter, but instead much like the relationship Mr. Weasley, and Miss Granger share, you see our friendship was more than a friendship. I was engaged to him, we were to be married after he finished his last year at Hogwarts, but I then saw what he truly was…a monster. I see the real reason you came over here, saying thank you is the least of the things you wanted to say. Voldemort has a connection with you Mr. Potter, and you have a right to know, and I'm the only one who shared an intimate relationship and who knew what you could say 'the charming side' oh him. Grab Mr. Weasley, and Miss Granger, and meet me in my office in twenty minutes, there you will meet the true Tom Riddle

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I sat their waiting, and like I instructed Mr. Potter to do he brought the other two in as well. They each said hello, and I returned each one.

"Welcome, and congratulation to all three of you. I'm not sure, if Mr. Potter has told you but I am showing him Voldemort when he was simply Tom Riddle. I figured Mr. Potter has the right to know who he was considering he just saved us all from enslavement, and death, and he has a connection with him that no one, not even myself, had. I had him grab you both for two reasons, one he would tell you anyway, and two you went through thick and thin to get where you are now, alive. So I am extending this offer to you both as well. If you do not wish to see, then you may leave, if you wish to see, then please join me at the pensive." I walked towards the pensive and the three of them followed

"The year will be 1938, my second year here, and his first." I placed the tip of my wand to the temple of my head, my eyes rolled back into my head as the memory came out like a silvery wisp I tapped it in, and fog began to swirl around in the pensive, I dipped my head in and the other three followed my lead.

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