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Chapter number 11: The philosopher's stone.
Peter was worried about Tom. Well, not Tom, he was Lord Voldemort, his artistic name. He stayed in his room for three weeks, with a man inside of it and not going out, not even for having some food.
Not even Nagini was allowed to enter the room, so they though they both were fucking all the time, because he missed too much his precious Hedwig.
The truth is that he was hypnotizing some muggle. He made all his memories go away and bought him new clothes. He made him learn a lot of magic stuff to be able to teach Defense against the Dark Arts, because they were looking a professor in Hogwarts.
He also made him wear some kind of weird and ugly hat (really, really ugly, ugh.) and printed his own face in his head, so he could hear everything that muggle heard. He could smell everything he smelt. And yeah... you get the idea.
He sent him to London 3 weeks before starting classes, so he would be the first one to go to Hogwarts and have enough time to study every single room there. Tom knew it perfectly, but that muggle had never been there before, so he had to do that in order to be useful to Lord Voldemort.
Peter was also sent to Hogwarts, he had to go with his owner, the ginger boy, and never, under any circumstances, lose Hedwig.
The second week of being there, Harry (Hedwig's owner) had to send a letter (or maybe he was just trying his sending owls skill) and Peter told Hedwig to use that chance to fly to his house. He explained her where he lived, and Hedwig obeyed.
Hedwig hit with her leg the window, and Voldemort felt like the old Tom again. He was really happy to see her after all that time, but it was really sad to see her like that.
He used a spell so he could understand everything she said, and they had a three hour non-stop talking. After all that talking... they had sex.
In a very weird way, as you can imagine.
He started petting her, her soft wings, her head... He wanted to kiss her, but it hurt his lips, so he didn't try it anymore. Tom used some oil and rubbed Heg's bottom softly. The owl was making weird noises, but she liked it a lot.
Tom was really hard, and they both though that it wouldn't fit at all. The first time it was awful, Heg cried out loud, because it hurt a lot, but then... she got used to it. The whole thing got in, and Tom started thrusting his hips, starting slowly... then faster... and faster.
Tom didn't know if his girlfriend had cum, but she said she did, the thing is that it was the first time he did something like that, so it felt really weird for him, but he loved it. They wanted to repeat it again, but she noticed it was too late and his owner would be waiting for her.
When Tom remembered who her owner was, he begun to feel like the new Voldemort again, and Hedwig, scared, flew away, waving goodbye (somehow).
In Halloween's night, Lord Voldemort made Quirrel (that stupid muggle) free a troll in the dungeon (the thing is that Voldemort told him ANYWHERE BUT THE DUNGEONS, THAT'S WHERE MY FRIEND HAS HIS DORM, but Quirrel is stupid).
It was a distraction, so Quirrel could get in Dumbledore's office and leave there an invisibility cloak on his desk. Of course he knew he would give it to Potter, as it said: From James Potter. He thought he could make Harry be seen as awful and cheater.
2 months later, Quirrel was waiting for Harry to look for him under Fluffy. Voldemort adopted Fluffy and sold it to Hagrid, he specified that it was a good keeper of scuttles, better if they were on the floor, so Hagrid used it as a guardian at Hogwarts.
It kept safe the place where Quirrel was hiding, were Quirrel had his secret empty room, where he could take care of plants, see birds fly (he was dumb, they were keys), he could play chest, and had a very beautiful mirror.
Of course, if he wanted food he would have to go to the Great Hall, but yeah; it wasn't a bad place to live, after all.
Harry found that place, and wanted him to leave from there. Quirrel didn't understand why, after all it was his own private place, but that 11 years old kid wanted to kick him out.
Voldemort, who heard his voice, asked Quirrel to kill him, but as Harry was a thief, he killed Quirrel thanks to the philosopher's stone, so all the hard work my grandpa made to kill that kid... was destroyed in few seconds.
The worst part is that Gryffindor won the cup of the house thanks of Harry, the kidnapper, thief and killer. Well done Dumbledore, well done.
But Tom had another plan in mind, a better one, and he could use some friends and his diary to make it happen.
Tom and Hedwig met again, and Tom apologized. Hedwig said that Harry was a good guy after all, and Tom got really mad.
Tom convinced Heg that he was just as awful as his dad; you just needed to stare at his evil smile. Hedwig didn't want to go back to Hogwarts.
Tom calmed her saying:
"Don't worry my love. I have a new plan. A better one. Let me introduce you to Dobby, the elf."