It's really, really random. I know.
To all those of you who have spent your life living under a rock, I do not own Harry Potter.
… I knew you'd come. I have many questions for you, Harry Potter."
"Like what?" Harry spat, fists still clenched.
"Well," said Riddle, smiling pleasantly, "how is it that you a skinny boy with no extraordinary magical talent - managed to defeat the greatest wizard of all time? How did you escape with nothing but a scar, while Lord Voldemort's powers were destroyed?"
There was an odd red gleam in his hungry eyes now.
"Why do you care how I escaped?" said Harry slowly. "Voldemort was after your time...
"Voldemort," said Riddle softly, "is my past, present, and future, Harry Potter..."
He pulled Harry's wand from his pocket and began to trace it through the air, writing three shimmering words:
TOM MARVOLO RIDDLE
Then he waved the wand once, and the letters of his name rearranged themselves:
I AM LORD VOLDEMORT
"No fair!" exclaimed Harry.
"I beg your pardon?" Riddle looked extremely taken aback.
"Why does your name anagram, Voldemort! I can't come up with anything good with mine. Honestly. Why is it that the evil people always have the best luck… See. Harry James Potter. Hm...
Ahem Ryjar Spotter. Why do you get the whole "I am lord thing." Lucky ducky."
Riddle was shocked. Instead of being afraid, the boy had jumped into a rant on anagrams. And if he wasn't very much mistaken, he had also been called a ducky. Tom tried another tactic.
"Look over there. You see, your young friend Ginny Weasley. There isn't much life left in her… She will die here, in minutes."
"Excuse me. I was in the middle of a rant over here. That's not polite, interrupting people. Obviously no one ever bothered to teach you manners. Besides, I honestly could care less about her. She's kind of a creepy stalker. And she looks far too much like my mother for me to ever be interested in her. I'm not Oedipus. Anyway, I propose a trade. You give me a good anagram for my name, I leave you alone and pretend I was never here."
Riddle was so confused he figured he would just play along. "Er- I don't know if Harry James Potter has any good anagrams… Why don't you change your name or something."
"Ooh! Ooh! That's a brilliant idea! I'm going to go try that out! Thanks, Voldie!"
And with that, Harry James Potter skipped out of the Chamber of Secrets, leaving an entirely bemused Tom Marvolo Riddle behind.
Right. That was random. Sorry? OK. I think I'm on a sugar high.
Ah well, never mind.
Bye!
(No comment. My insanity amazes me sometimes. *sigh)
Let me know if you like it!
-Polaris