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In competition with Magical Heather and Horse 4eva, had to write Tom Riddle Modern Tale in three hours


Many years ago there was an evil Dark Lord who wanted nothing more to take over the world and destroy all those he deemed unworthy to live there. But at the height of his power, a boy of only 1 year of age defeated him, destroying his body but not his soul. When the boy was 14, the Dark Lord, with the help of one of his servants, attempted to return to his former glory. But something else happened instead…

Tom Riddle was researching on his latest Potions assignment, though he didn't see the importance of learning how to pluck Hippogriff feathers, when suddenly he started to feel a pain in his chest. As the pain grew worse, Tom's vision started to blur as he could no longer keep himself up. Falling forward onto the desk, he could feel the world around him shifting until suddenly it all stoped.

Raising his head, the sight that greeted him was not what he expected. Sitting in a graveyard with a boy about the same age as Tom laying dead, another boy tied to a gravestone and a one-handed man standing over a cauldron holding a knife, both of whom were looking at Tom in shock. Despite all his intelligence and cunning all Tom could think to say is "What the hell just happened?"

Harry could not believe his eyes as right in front of him appeared someone he had only seen once before in the Chamber of Secrets two years ago. "Tom Riddle?"

Tom looked at the tied-up boy. "Who are you and how do you know me?" Harry didn't know how to reply in this situation. He was just starring at Tom until a crash was heard.

Peter, while being ignored by the other two, had tipped over the cauldron in a mad search for his master. Finding him gone, Peter turned to Tom in anger. "What did you do to him?"

"Do what to whom?" say Tom, glaring at Peter, "and why is that guy over there tied up?"

"TO LORD VOLDERMORT, YOU FOOL!" yelled Peter.

"I AM LORD VOLDERMORT!" Tom yells back, pulling out his wand. "Avada Kedavra!"

As Peter falls to the ground, Tom turns back to Harry. "So who are you?"

"Harry."

"Well 'Harry', where are we?"

"I don't know."

"Well then, do you know how to get to Hogwarts from here? I have to get back to school."

"Yes."

Tom points his wand at Harry's binds and cast a spell to remove them. "Lead the way."

Harry moves over to Cedric's body and begins to pull it towards the cup.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm not leaving him here."

"But he's dead?"

"I know, but I want to return him to his parents."

Tom rolls he's eyes at this and moves to help Harry. "So how are we getting this to Hogwarts?"

"The cups a Portkey." Harry and Tom reach the portkey. "I hope Dumbledore knows what to do."

Before Tom can react to the mention of Dumbledore, the portkey activates under Harry and Tom's hands, taking him to a Hogwarts he does not expect.


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