My Supposed Previous Life

By Angelis-Sensei


AN: Well, I got two reviews... and it's been five days now. I think I'm due for an update. I hope you guys aren't going to get too spoiled if I do this, instead of waiting. Usually I'm a review Nazi for this fic... but I want to write this chapter now! Better review from now on. The next chapter after this won't be up until the weekend, if you DO decide to review and the such. I have a FIVE paragraph essay for English that's due Friday. That's what I'll be writing Thursday night.


Another note: I'm not going to have the slash pairing as the main focus of the fic. I'm trying to concentrate on more of the actual characters. Mainly Tom and what happens to him and the situations that he's going through. I'm sorry if you're disappointed that I chose Lucius, but I can do more damage that way. There will be some elements of Tom/Severus, if that makes you feel any better.

Now, half the reviews that I received said to go ahead with the flashbacks. So, flashbacks it is. Now, finally for some real story!


BEWARE THE SPOILERS!


Chapter 6:


There was something odd about Tom. He couldn't place what it was. He knew that there was something lying deep down inside of him. He didn't want to see himself, he didn't want to hear his own voice, he didn't want the thoughts that he was thinking... it was too much, perhaps. It wasn't often that someone just turned into their own worst enemy!

Tom rubbed his eyes, glancing up at the professor. It was Severus; the man who had sworn to protect Draco. They had been waiting for the Headmaster to leave the bloody school so that Draco, assisted by Severus and the other Death Eaters, could finally bring about the downfall of the school.

It was a brilliant plan, but now there was a problem. Since 'Harry' was no longer a target, what could that mean? Surely, the Boy-Who-Lived could no longer be the very person that was the Dark Lord himself? There was that other, however.

What was that boy's name? Ah, yes. Neville Longbottom.

This would prove to be interesting. Should he kill the boy himself? No, that wouldn't be smart of him. It might turn out like it had before, the very curse turn back on the castor, due to the damn prophecy.

So he wasn't going to be able to witness the death of the boy himself. Oh, well. He knew what it would look like anyway. But, who would kill him, then?

Maybe Severus? No, that would endanger himself as a supposed 'Spy' for the Light. That wouldn't work.

What about making it look like an accident? Longbottom sure messed up quite a number of times in Potions.

He could 'accidentally' add something that would make the potion fatal, and have it explode. That would be a very effective way. He would have to get in touch with Severus on what exactly to do, though.

Issue number two: Tom was now attending the very bloody school that he had planned on destroying...

Maybe he could empower others so that they could take over... Oh, yes. If he got rid of the meddling old coot and his trusted Deputy Headmistress, it would be perfect. Severus Snape, the Dark Lord's Potion's Master would take over, due to trust and what not.

When the man was put into the position, he could have Lucius, one of his top men of his followers, teach Defence Against the Dark Arts. What a wonderful thing that would be.

Then, there was the fact that Tom himself had cursed the position. Damn, how was he going to get around that?

He knew that Severus would last until the end of this year, and then Lucius would last until the end of his Seventh year... But that would leave Tom to teach!

He sighed, and rubbed his forehead and eyes wearily. He was finally going to have the teaching position he wanted! On the other hand, he was going to teach! It wasn't such a bad idea... he would take some pleasure from watching the students squirm in fear of the resident Dark Lord.

Sure, he didn't look as terrifying as he had before, but he was still the Greatest Dark Wizard Alive!

The ebony haired teen chuckled to himself, watching out of the corner of his eye as Draco was chopping up the ingredients. Their eyes met, and the blond started to speak.

"Tom, put in the..." Meaningless and trivial things to the dark wizard. He remembered making this very potion 50 years -- Merlin, he felt old -- before, and getting it perfect, much to the delight of the professor of his day. He mechanically put in the odds and ends, stirring at the appropriate times, letting it simmer, cool, the such.

When Potions was over, Tom followed Draco to the Slytherin table.

The rest of the day was done by memory, by reflex. Like he had done it for almost 13 years. Which, in a way, was true. This time, however, he was in a body much younger than the people who had once been his classmates, like Minerva.

Jerked out of Voldemort's memories, Tom thought back to before Dumbledore had cast the curse, turning him into what he was today. What messed up his whole life...


!- Flashback -!


It seemed that every time that Harry went to Dumbledore to see what Tom Riddle had been like all those years ago, he changed in the slightest bit.

Hermione had caught on from the very beginning. Ron was still oblivious, thankfully. Harry, however, noticed it before even the 'Brains' of their group did...

The visions had started to feel less painful, his scar only started to ache dully. This was not due to Occulmency or anything of the sort.

Harry, when watching from a vantage point outside of Voldemort, the Death Eater meetings was starting to smirk and enjoy himself as he watched Voldemort torture his followers as they failed so pathetically. He didn't want to tell the Headmaster about this development. It might lead to more hounding, more meetings with the annoying man.

If only Dumbledore hadn't been trying to hire a Divination teacher at the time... If only Dumbledore hadn't chosen to seen Trelawney... If only... then his life would have been drastically different...


To be Continued...


AN: I'm leaving it there... this has drained me... I can't go much farther than this length of a chapter at a time.

Sorry about that.

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