A/N- Yes. I know, they didn't wear braces back then; but it's just a story. Besides, you'll learn something about the braces, and Lizzie for that matter. Yes. I also know that it was the 40's; but sincerely, the setting in time will not factor in the story. Oh, and I also have decided to put this in first person, with Tom. Okay, now!
Chapter Two- The Slytherin Spiral
I impatiently banged my pencil against the table in the Slytherin, Dungeon, or rather 'Common Room'. Fed up with the noise and their no appreciation to a Prefect; I left. Since I was a Prefect; which on that stupid git Dippet was a very bad choice. I marched to the Defense Against the Dark Arts Classroom. And there it was. Hidden between Gherry's desk, and a pile of broken saucers. It may have been just a book. But yet, it wasn't. Picking it up, I heard a sound.
"I knew you were in here!"
Turning around, I saw Phoebe.
"Here's the deal. I don't tell Dippet about what you're doing in here. Or, you help me." She purposed.
"You wouldn't tell Dippet. You don't have enough nerve."
"That's what you think. I know what you're doing. I know what's going to happen."
"Oh, really?"
"Yes; in two years y-you're going to open the Chamber of Secrets!"
"Do you have proof? How would you know? You're a common Hufflepuff. You're half Mudblo-"
"So are you! Your father dumped you and your mum off at a Muggle Orphanage."
"Don't talk about that if you know what's good for you," I hissed.
"I know your future. You're going to kill someone. With the Chamber! And-"
"And what?"
"And it won't be your first. And you're going to put tons of innocent people in Azkaban!"
"Like you? Shut it, Starparkly!" I reached for my wand and the book. Opening it to a page; the pages turned like a deadly wind was whistling through. I looked up at Phoebe. It was she.
"I told you; and I'll tell you again. I'm not as stupid as I sound. So buzz off, or Dippet knows. Dumbledore's-"
"Not that twit of a Tranfiguration teacher again!"
"He dislikes you for a reason. Close the book. Close it." She turned heel and walked out of the classroom. I looked down the corridor; and she was gone. Shrugging my shoulders, I went back to the book.
I picked it up, and turned the pages:
"Exorcism, Ghosts, Physics, Zodiac-" and there it was!
"Spirals." I breathed. Looking around, I picked up my wand and silvery-green circles formed in the room. I sat down, and closed my eyes.
"Lord Voldemort; my past, present, and future. I shall change my name. That stupid Hufflepuff is right," I waved my wand as three words appeared:
Tom Marvolo Riddle
Then, they switched around:
I Am Lord Voldemort
"Calling my elder; Salazar Slytherin." The spiral grew larger, and a deep voice came out:
"Hello, Tom. Watch out for the Hufflepuff. You don't know how dangerous this could be. And the Ravenclaw. The Gyrffindor packs a punch; but no harm to you. Until, a child named Potter. But that's years from now. It's been told Gyrffindor was my enemy. But be where of the Badger; she was my true enemy. Stupid woman. I killed her. This one'll be harder."
The voice and the smoke disappeared; and I left the room; with the book.
