Thomas Dumbledore
A phoenix swept down from above and flew around Tom's head. "Hi yourself Fawkes, gotta go see my dad" muttered Tom.
The bird flew away, leaving Tom alone. Tom ran to to the office door and--
"Tom! What are you doing here?" a familiar voice called.
"Pro-I mean Headmas-I mean uh..." Tom stammered as if came face to face with his father.
" I think it's best if you call me professor, Tom....when out of school, you may call me father" Headmaster Albus Dumbledore's blue eyes twinkled looking at Tom's which reflected his own eyes.
"Oh, okay...professor..." Tom looked dully at his shoes.
"Why have you come here Tom?"
"Er...I was wondering about,..."Tom tried to make his voice sound casual..light! Instead it came out anxious and worried. "uh the chamerofasekets"
"Speak louder Tom"
"Chamber of Secrets"
Instantly the Headmaster turned away, avoiding Tom's eyes.
"You probably ask me who the heir of-"
"No" blurted Tom.
The old Headmaster looked at his son closely.
"I was wondering if, it's true..is it?"
The headmaster sighed and shook his head.
"It's not?! Oh I thought-" Tom felt his spirits up.
"No, that's not what I meant...it's true the Chamber of Secrets...."
Tom instantly felt like crying.
"Have you...seen anything...peculiar Tom? Felt something,...anything at all?" said Headmaster Dumbledore
Tom stared.
The voices! Tom thought....
"I--I hear...nothing, nothing at all" Tom finally muttered.
"Oh of course" his father looking vaguely disappointed forced a heavy smile.
"Headmaster" a too-good-to-be-true voice came from behind.
"Professor Snape! Is your potions coming well?" professor Dumbledore pleasantly smiled at the unpleasant face of the Potions teacher.
"Yes..yes" Snape's black eyes drifted onto Tom. Tom stared back. "It will be ready in a few months I hope"
"What potions?" said Tom, making the Potion's teacher mouth twitch as if he was about to say something nasty to him, however he wasn't stupid to say something bad to the headmaster's son if the headmaster was right there in front of him.
"Professor Snape, who wanted to make the healing antidotes for the petrified patients have started today" explained Dumbledore.
"Oh..okay, I've got to go, " Tom turned away from the scowling ugly Potion's teacher. "Oh yea and uh--"
"Yes Tom?"
Looking at the master of Potions Tom decided to change his mind and turned.
"I'll see you later, er--Professor.." Tom walked away.
"Professor McGonagall probably looked as she would faint! She said I had no business in it what so ever--she didn't even tell me one thing!!" Jay stuffed his mouth with sandwiches.
"My dad didn't tell me a thing either" Tom stared at his ham and cheese sandwich and continued, "All I found out was that--"
"Hi, I'm sorry I ran off like that" said a tired looking Ginny.
"What's da matter, you look beat" asked Jay staring at Ginny's red tired eyes.
Ginny stared.
"Well, well, well, Tom!" a cheerful voice rang out following a friendly slap on his back.
"P-p-p-professor Lockhart!"
"Yes, yes, it seems that you got only four questions right in my exam...pitiful...anyway, yes yes you first years are probably worrying about the petrified students, don't worry, I concocting the potions for them-"
Lockhart blubbered on and on.
"Er..I thought Professor Snape was making the antidotes.." said Tom
"Er-that's just besides the point, I found out the heir and will completely destroy him..have no fear, I made sure that the Chamber of Secrets have been closed for good." said Lockhart showing every single white sparkily teeth.
"Er...who is the heir?" said Jay and Tom.
"The wicked old guy.." Lockhart whispered giving each of them dark looks.."Rubeus Hagrid"
BANG
Jay slammed his fist on the table making the surprised Lockhart jump and other students stopping to watch.
"For your information, Hagrid is not the heir, he would not do such a thing" said Jay coldly.
Tom looked at Lockhart who looked pretty shaken.
Lockhart smiled a shaky smile and without a word, ran out of the Hall.
"I reckon you frightened the thick numbskull" commented Tom grinning
"Well he shouldn't have said that, I bet he does not have the slightest clue what he was talking about" huffed Jay slowly sliding back to his seat.
Meanwhile, Tom noticed Ginny grasping on the edge of the table, her knuckles white.
"Ginny.."
"I'm scared, I'm scared of Tom.." Ginny's eyes watered.
Jay looking more concerned, sat closer to Ginny. "Why are you scared of Tom?"
"He-he's not--" Ginny started
"Why are you scared of me Ginny?" Tom asked
Ginny slowly raised her head at Tom. "I'm not scared of you Tom."
"Then what did you say before!?" said the impatient Jay
"I'm scared of Tom...I'm really really scared" without any further words she got up and left the table, forgetting her books.
After a while, Jay and Tom looked at each other, each with a confused and a bewildered look.
"I think Ginny's gone mad.." said Jay finally.
"RON!" bellowed Jay heavily panted.
Tom stopped to catch his breath.
They've been searching for Ron and finally have found Ron with Harry in the library.
"Whatsda matter?" Ron stared at them.
"What's wrong with your sister?" asked Tom before taking another great gulp of breath.
"What are you nutters saying?" Ron asked.
"Your sister's acting really weird...she keeps on saying that she scared of me!" bursted Tom.
"Are you scarin her?" all of a sudden Ron glared at Tom who had backed away.
"No no--" Tom mumbled holding his hands up.
"She's not scared of HIM! But shes' saying so" explained Jay.
Ron continued glaring.
"hehe..er..."
"Ron, your sister's best friend is Tom, what would Tom do to scare her?" Harry piped up eyeing Tom.
Tom nodded earnestly.
Ron stopped and agreed silently, but still did not give up the skeptical look on his eyes.
"She...looks too scared.." mumbled Tom.
Everyone fell silent.
"Don't worry bout her too much" said Ron hesitantly.
"yea, everything's all right" Harry nodded encouragingly.
Tom blew up.
"NO!NO!NO!NO!" screamed Tom
Harry, Ron and Jay froze.
Tom glared.
"Everything's not okay, first, I see people petrifying everywhere, then, I start hearing voices....that IS NOT ALL RIGHT!--" roared Tom
"You hear voices?" questioned Harry.
Tom nodded, out of breath.
Ron shot a confused look at Harry who also wore the same expression.
"W-what do these voices, yuh say?"
Tom fidgeted.
"uh...well it says, in my head, uh that its gonna kill someone--" Tom started
"and tear and rip you up" Harry finished
Tom looked at Harry.
"What's going on?"
"This was the last clue she gave us..we know who and what and where..."Harry spoke
Tom winced.
Harry and Ron were way ahead of Jay and Tom.
"So you think it's in the girls bathroom?"
"Yup, we're taking Lockhart--"
"NO WAY! YOU'RE TAKING THAT FOOL AND NOT US??" bellowed Tom
"Tom, listen, I don't want you involved, it's too dangerous--"
"Oh okay MOM" interrupted Jay sarcastically, looking horrified by the idea.
Harry glared.
"This is not a joke..if we're not in by an hour or so, call your dad" Harry turned back to Tom.
Tom nodded.
"Good luck...Lockhart, this has gotta be a joke.." mumbled Tom grumpily.
Tom blinked, a huge snake stood before him, lowering it's head
"Master" it said."Master."
Tom jerked awake. Must've doze off Tom groggily stared at the clock. Tom remembered the dream.
Just because you are Parselmouth doesn't mean you're the heir..I mean look at Harry! comforted Tom.
Tom then shuddered remembering the snake's hissing voice and the voices he had heard through school. Harry and Ron think I'm Parselmouth...maybe I'm not, Tom had thought stubbornly, until finally, he had given up, realizing that he WAS a Parselmouth.
"Hey Tom, you awake?"
"Jay!"
"It's the last day of school! You packed?"
Tom nodded thoughtfully.
"Any news of Harry?"
Jay grinned.
"He's back, but your dad won't let him speak with anyone until he's feeling better."
"REALLY?"
"Yup, saw him myself...drenched with blood and slime. Ginny...she was the heir!--"
"WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT MAN?"
After an hour of explanation, Tom threw himself back.
"No wonder..Tom Riddle, that was who she was scared of, not me..."
Jay continued grinning.
"And your dad said that under the condtitions of the Sorting Hat, he'll sort things out and try to get you into the HOuse of Gryffindor!"
"WOW" Tom broke into a grin.
A year and six months later...(The End of the Fourth Harry Potter Book~Fifth)
Tom glanced at his father. The Headmaster of Hogwarts. Tom grew nervous, his palms sweating. Yet, his father just sat across from him, still in deep thought, his usual bright twinkling eyes, was now dark and distant.
'Er-" started Tom.
Professor Snape, teacher of Potions, shot a pure disgusted look which made Tom stop.
Yes, Tom was the only boy here in the staff compartment of Hogwarts Express. He was personally sent here by Professor McGonagall.
Tom sighed. It's been a year already, news flashed everywhere of mysterious deaths of Muggles and disappearance of a few wizards. Yet somehow, that Minister,..Fudge, as obstinate as ever would not believe.
Tom's eyes narrowed. That stupid Fudge demanded (supported by many) to keep everything as they should be and demanded Albus Dumbledore to keep the school year going.
"Tom, you will follow me to the office after we arrive to Hogwarts" a tired voice made Tom jump.
"oh...okay" Tom studied his father. He looked tired as ever. Tom's eyes darted to the figure standing in the shadows. Snape. Looking pale as usual. Tom squinted. Was it just him or did Snape look a little more pale?
Professor McGonagall was sleeping soundly. Tom shifted. He had to get out of here before he died of boredom.
"Uh..father-" Tom coughed uneasily
"Thomas?" Dumbledore replied
"Can I- I need to- can I see my friends in the other compartment? You know Harry, and-" said Tom
Snape's eyes flashed at the sound of Harry's name.
Dumbledore looking confused for a moment blinked and shook his head.
"...Yes of course- a boy like you should have some fun-" Dumbledore softly nodded.
"Headmaster, if I may state my concerns, I do not think it's is such a good idea..." interrupted Snape.
Tom glared.
"Why, Severus?" asked Dumbledore, looking mildly confused.
"We- we discussed-"
"I gotta go Professor, bye!" unable to keep himself, Tom jumped from his seat and ran out.
"JAY!"
"Tom?"
"HI!"
"Where the hell have you been? I've been looking for you everywhere! My GOSH YOU'VE GROWN!" Jay gawked as Tom uncomfortably smiled. Last year Tom had only come up to Jay's nose. Now, he was almost as tall as him.
"I've been at the staff compartment 'cause-" Tom explained as Jay nodded half-listening.
"Why were you at the staff-?" Jay absentmindly asked.
"WHAT ARE YOU STARING AT!" Tom hissed.
"Huh? Oh right"
"Jay...you were looking at that girl.."
"What? No way.."
"Yea you were stop denying-"
"HEY LOOK! I WASN'T LOOKING AT HER!" roared Jay, his ears bright red. His face flushed brighter when everyone turned to look at them, to see what was going on.
Tom grinned.
"Hey watch where you're going!" a sharp voice startled Jay, who then tripped over onto the hard floor.
Sniggers and laughter rang out.
Tom, helping Jay up, found him face-to-face with a cold sneering pale boy who strongly reminded him of Ryan Natas.
"You are such a dope" he smirked watching Jay rub his hurting arm.
"Yea and who are you?" Tom found himself spitting at the boy.
"Malfoy, Draco Malfoy-" said the boy carelessly.
"I've heard a alot about you from Harry!" Jay's eyes narrowed.
Tom wondered if he would be able to get away from throwing a punch at this Malfoy guy.
"Dumbledore, I've heard a lot from Natas...last year, you should've been in our dormitory...where were you? Why do you hang out with those Gryffindor fools?"
Tom could only stare at him coolly. Jay, who looked as if tempted to punch Malfoy, stopped himself as he eyed the two big bodyguards that Draco had next to him.
"It would be so embarrassing if I told our dear Professor Snape about your- midnight wanderings with Potter and this- kid" Draco malicously exclaimed looking at Jay with a scowl.
"I suppose he's not pure?" Draco studied Jay with a look of disgust.
"He's a wizard, Malfoy" said Tom through his clenched teeth.
"Oh really? I mean, is he a Mu-"
"He's pure, or whatever you call it Malfoy, does it matter?"Tom glared
"Oh, " Draco said with a small chuckle, "Then he's safe so far...but not for long Tom,-"
"SHUT YOUR TRAP AND GET OUTTA HERE! YOU ARE THE ONE WHO IS DISGRACED MALFOY!" unable to keep his temper, Jay roared.
Draco, looking very angry, forced another smirk and beckoned his two guards ("C'mon Crabbe, Goyle.."), still ignoring Jay, Draco turned to Tom with a withering stare. "Watch your back Dumbledore, cause if you don't...you-know- who's after ya" with that he left the compartment with his two sidekicks.
"Good riddance, that jerk" half-shouted Jay.
"It's okay, can't believe that there could be a person worser than Natas" Tom still glared at the spot where Malfoy had been.
"Tom?"
"Oh hi Ginny!"
Tom smiled seeing his other friend. Her cheeks were red as though she had been pressured or angered. "I saw every thing"
Tom's smile faded.
"Yeah..."
"What did he mean by saying that you-know-who's after you?"
"I dunno, he's probably trying to scare me.."
"I think he's a jerk"
"My point exactly" Jay frowned.
"C'mon, let's sit down..-"
"No need" replied Jay
"What?"
"We 're here" said Jay
Tom could feel it too, the train had stopped. Tom sighed half excited and worried. It was another year at Hogwarts.
"What did you want to- uh speak to me about?" asked Tom
Just like his father ordered, as soon as the train had stopped, Tom was excused and was allowed to get in his office.
His father in his desk looking very grim,.....not a good sign, Tom noted.
Headmaster sighed rubbing his eyes, looking at Tom's blank eyes.
"You...you will not be allowed out of Hogwarts, this year.."
Tom looked at his father in shock.
"W-Why?"
"I...please Thomas...I have my reasons"
"Second, I want to apologize that I couldn't replace you at the House of Gryffindor. Professor Snape seems to like having you in Slytherin.-"
"B-But, why? Why do I need permission from him to get into Gryffindor?" Tom looked at the headmaster with desperate pleading eyes.
The headmaster sighed again.
"It's this school's policy, Thomas...I 'm sorry...we went over this already..."
"Third,...please be careful.....you are dismissed.." without another word, Tom stared at his father as he left for the Sorting.
Tom blinked.
"What is going on?"
A.N. More comin' up…
A phoenix swept down from above and flew around Tom's head. "Hi yourself Fawkes, gotta go see my dad" muttered Tom.
The bird flew away, leaving Tom alone. Tom ran to to the office door and--
"Tom! What are you doing here?" a familiar voice called.
"Pro-I mean Headmas-I mean uh..." Tom stammered as if came face to face with his father.
" I think it's best if you call me professor, Tom....when out of school, you may call me father" Headmaster Albus Dumbledore's blue eyes twinkled looking at Tom's which reflected his own eyes.
"Oh, okay...professor..." Tom looked dully at his shoes.
"Why have you come here Tom?"
"Er...I was wondering about,..."Tom tried to make his voice sound casual..light! Instead it came out anxious and worried. "uh the chamerofasekets"
"Speak louder Tom"
"Chamber of Secrets"
Instantly the Headmaster turned away, avoiding Tom's eyes.
"You probably ask me who the heir of-"
"No" blurted Tom.
The old Headmaster looked at his son closely.
"I was wondering if, it's true..is it?"
The headmaster sighed and shook his head.
"It's not?! Oh I thought-" Tom felt his spirits up.
"No, that's not what I meant...it's true the Chamber of Secrets...."
Tom instantly felt like crying.
"Have you...seen anything...peculiar Tom? Felt something,...anything at all?" said Headmaster Dumbledore
Tom stared.
The voices! Tom thought....
"I--I hear...nothing, nothing at all" Tom finally muttered.
"Oh of course" his father looking vaguely disappointed forced a heavy smile.
"Headmaster" a too-good-to-be-true voice came from behind.
"Professor Snape! Is your potions coming well?" professor Dumbledore pleasantly smiled at the unpleasant face of the Potions teacher.
"Yes..yes" Snape's black eyes drifted onto Tom. Tom stared back. "It will be ready in a few months I hope"
"What potions?" said Tom, making the Potion's teacher mouth twitch as if he was about to say something nasty to him, however he wasn't stupid to say something bad to the headmaster's son if the headmaster was right there in front of him.
"Professor Snape, who wanted to make the healing antidotes for the petrified patients have started today" explained Dumbledore.
"Oh..okay, I've got to go, " Tom turned away from the scowling ugly Potion's teacher. "Oh yea and uh--"
"Yes Tom?"
Looking at the master of Potions Tom decided to change his mind and turned.
"I'll see you later, er--Professor.." Tom walked away.
"Professor McGonagall probably looked as she would faint! She said I had no business in it what so ever--she didn't even tell me one thing!!" Jay stuffed his mouth with sandwiches.
"My dad didn't tell me a thing either" Tom stared at his ham and cheese sandwich and continued, "All I found out was that--"
"Hi, I'm sorry I ran off like that" said a tired looking Ginny.
"What's da matter, you look beat" asked Jay staring at Ginny's red tired eyes.
Ginny stared.
"Well, well, well, Tom!" a cheerful voice rang out following a friendly slap on his back.
"P-p-p-professor Lockhart!"
"Yes, yes, it seems that you got only four questions right in my exam...pitiful...anyway, yes yes you first years are probably worrying about the petrified students, don't worry, I concocting the potions for them-"
Lockhart blubbered on and on.
"Er..I thought Professor Snape was making the antidotes.." said Tom
"Er-that's just besides the point, I found out the heir and will completely destroy him..have no fear, I made sure that the Chamber of Secrets have been closed for good." said Lockhart showing every single white sparkily teeth.
"Er...who is the heir?" said Jay and Tom.
"The wicked old guy.." Lockhart whispered giving each of them dark looks.."Rubeus Hagrid"
BANG
Jay slammed his fist on the table making the surprised Lockhart jump and other students stopping to watch.
"For your information, Hagrid is not the heir, he would not do such a thing" said Jay coldly.
Tom looked at Lockhart who looked pretty shaken.
Lockhart smiled a shaky smile and without a word, ran out of the Hall.
"I reckon you frightened the thick numbskull" commented Tom grinning
"Well he shouldn't have said that, I bet he does not have the slightest clue what he was talking about" huffed Jay slowly sliding back to his seat.
Meanwhile, Tom noticed Ginny grasping on the edge of the table, her knuckles white.
"Ginny.."
"I'm scared, I'm scared of Tom.." Ginny's eyes watered.
Jay looking more concerned, sat closer to Ginny. "Why are you scared of Tom?"
"He-he's not--" Ginny started
"Why are you scared of me Ginny?" Tom asked
Ginny slowly raised her head at Tom. "I'm not scared of you Tom."
"Then what did you say before!?" said the impatient Jay
"I'm scared of Tom...I'm really really scared" without any further words she got up and left the table, forgetting her books.
After a while, Jay and Tom looked at each other, each with a confused and a bewildered look.
"I think Ginny's gone mad.." said Jay finally.
"RON!" bellowed Jay heavily panted.
Tom stopped to catch his breath.
They've been searching for Ron and finally have found Ron with Harry in the library.
"Whatsda matter?" Ron stared at them.
"What's wrong with your sister?" asked Tom before taking another great gulp of breath.
"What are you nutters saying?" Ron asked.
"Your sister's acting really weird...she keeps on saying that she scared of me!" bursted Tom.
"Are you scarin her?" all of a sudden Ron glared at Tom who had backed away.
"No no--" Tom mumbled holding his hands up.
"She's not scared of HIM! But shes' saying so" explained Jay.
Ron continued glaring.
"hehe..er..."
"Ron, your sister's best friend is Tom, what would Tom do to scare her?" Harry piped up eyeing Tom.
Tom nodded earnestly.
Ron stopped and agreed silently, but still did not give up the skeptical look on his eyes.
"She...looks too scared.." mumbled Tom.
Everyone fell silent.
"Don't worry bout her too much" said Ron hesitantly.
"yea, everything's all right" Harry nodded encouragingly.
Tom blew up.
"NO!NO!NO!NO!" screamed Tom
Harry, Ron and Jay froze.
Tom glared.
"Everything's not okay, first, I see people petrifying everywhere, then, I start hearing voices....that IS NOT ALL RIGHT!--" roared Tom
"You hear voices?" questioned Harry.
Tom nodded, out of breath.
Ron shot a confused look at Harry who also wore the same expression.
"W-what do these voices, yuh say?"
Tom fidgeted.
"uh...well it says, in my head, uh that its gonna kill someone--" Tom started
"and tear and rip you up" Harry finished
Tom looked at Harry.
"What's going on?"
"This was the last clue she gave us..we know who and what and where..."Harry spoke
Tom winced.
Harry and Ron were way ahead of Jay and Tom.
"So you think it's in the girls bathroom?"
"Yup, we're taking Lockhart--"
"NO WAY! YOU'RE TAKING THAT FOOL AND NOT US??" bellowed Tom
"Tom, listen, I don't want you involved, it's too dangerous--"
"Oh okay MOM" interrupted Jay sarcastically, looking horrified by the idea.
Harry glared.
"This is not a joke..if we're not in by an hour or so, call your dad" Harry turned back to Tom.
Tom nodded.
"Good luck...Lockhart, this has gotta be a joke.." mumbled Tom grumpily.
Tom blinked, a huge snake stood before him, lowering it's head
"Master" it said."Master."
Tom jerked awake. Must've doze off Tom groggily stared at the clock. Tom remembered the dream.
Just because you are Parselmouth doesn't mean you're the heir..I mean look at Harry! comforted Tom.
Tom then shuddered remembering the snake's hissing voice and the voices he had heard through school. Harry and Ron think I'm Parselmouth...maybe I'm not, Tom had thought stubbornly, until finally, he had given up, realizing that he WAS a Parselmouth.
"Hey Tom, you awake?"
"Jay!"
"It's the last day of school! You packed?"
Tom nodded thoughtfully.
"Any news of Harry?"
Jay grinned.
"He's back, but your dad won't let him speak with anyone until he's feeling better."
"REALLY?"
"Yup, saw him myself...drenched with blood and slime. Ginny...she was the heir!--"
"WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT MAN?"
After an hour of explanation, Tom threw himself back.
"No wonder..Tom Riddle, that was who she was scared of, not me..."
Jay continued grinning.
"And your dad said that under the condtitions of the Sorting Hat, he'll sort things out and try to get you into the HOuse of Gryffindor!"
"WOW" Tom broke into a grin.
A year and six months later...(The End of the Fourth Harry Potter Book~Fifth)
Tom glanced at his father. The Headmaster of Hogwarts. Tom grew nervous, his palms sweating. Yet, his father just sat across from him, still in deep thought, his usual bright twinkling eyes, was now dark and distant.
'Er-" started Tom.
Professor Snape, teacher of Potions, shot a pure disgusted look which made Tom stop.
Yes, Tom was the only boy here in the staff compartment of Hogwarts Express. He was personally sent here by Professor McGonagall.
Tom sighed. It's been a year already, news flashed everywhere of mysterious deaths of Muggles and disappearance of a few wizards. Yet somehow, that Minister,..Fudge, as obstinate as ever would not believe.
Tom's eyes narrowed. That stupid Fudge demanded (supported by many) to keep everything as they should be and demanded Albus Dumbledore to keep the school year going.
"Tom, you will follow me to the office after we arrive to Hogwarts" a tired voice made Tom jump.
"oh...okay" Tom studied his father. He looked tired as ever. Tom's eyes darted to the figure standing in the shadows. Snape. Looking pale as usual. Tom squinted. Was it just him or did Snape look a little more pale?
Professor McGonagall was sleeping soundly. Tom shifted. He had to get out of here before he died of boredom.
"Uh..father-" Tom coughed uneasily
"Thomas?" Dumbledore replied
"Can I- I need to- can I see my friends in the other compartment? You know Harry, and-" said Tom
Snape's eyes flashed at the sound of Harry's name.
Dumbledore looking confused for a moment blinked and shook his head.
"...Yes of course- a boy like you should have some fun-" Dumbledore softly nodded.
"Headmaster, if I may state my concerns, I do not think it's is such a good idea..." interrupted Snape.
Tom glared.
"Why, Severus?" asked Dumbledore, looking mildly confused.
"We- we discussed-"
"I gotta go Professor, bye!" unable to keep himself, Tom jumped from his seat and ran out.
"JAY!"
"Tom?"
"HI!"
"Where the hell have you been? I've been looking for you everywhere! My GOSH YOU'VE GROWN!" Jay gawked as Tom uncomfortably smiled. Last year Tom had only come up to Jay's nose. Now, he was almost as tall as him.
"I've been at the staff compartment 'cause-" Tom explained as Jay nodded half-listening.
"Why were you at the staff-?" Jay absentmindly asked.
"WHAT ARE YOU STARING AT!" Tom hissed.
"Huh? Oh right"
"Jay...you were looking at that girl.."
"What? No way.."
"Yea you were stop denying-"
"HEY LOOK! I WASN'T LOOKING AT HER!" roared Jay, his ears bright red. His face flushed brighter when everyone turned to look at them, to see what was going on.
Tom grinned.
"Hey watch where you're going!" a sharp voice startled Jay, who then tripped over onto the hard floor.
Sniggers and laughter rang out.
Tom, helping Jay up, found him face-to-face with a cold sneering pale boy who strongly reminded him of Ryan Natas.
"You are such a dope" he smirked watching Jay rub his hurting arm.
"Yea and who are you?" Tom found himself spitting at the boy.
"Malfoy, Draco Malfoy-" said the boy carelessly.
"I've heard a alot about you from Harry!" Jay's eyes narrowed.
Tom wondered if he would be able to get away from throwing a punch at this Malfoy guy.
"Dumbledore, I've heard a lot from Natas...last year, you should've been in our dormitory...where were you? Why do you hang out with those Gryffindor fools?"
Tom could only stare at him coolly. Jay, who looked as if tempted to punch Malfoy, stopped himself as he eyed the two big bodyguards that Draco had next to him.
"It would be so embarrassing if I told our dear Professor Snape about your- midnight wanderings with Potter and this- kid" Draco malicously exclaimed looking at Jay with a scowl.
"I suppose he's not pure?" Draco studied Jay with a look of disgust.
"He's a wizard, Malfoy" said Tom through his clenched teeth.
"Oh really? I mean, is he a Mu-"
"He's pure, or whatever you call it Malfoy, does it matter?"Tom glared
"Oh, " Draco said with a small chuckle, "Then he's safe so far...but not for long Tom,-"
"SHUT YOUR TRAP AND GET OUTTA HERE! YOU ARE THE ONE WHO IS DISGRACED MALFOY!" unable to keep his temper, Jay roared.
Draco, looking very angry, forced another smirk and beckoned his two guards ("C'mon Crabbe, Goyle.."), still ignoring Jay, Draco turned to Tom with a withering stare. "Watch your back Dumbledore, cause if you don't...you-know- who's after ya" with that he left the compartment with his two sidekicks.
"Good riddance, that jerk" half-shouted Jay.
"It's okay, can't believe that there could be a person worser than Natas" Tom still glared at the spot where Malfoy had been.
"Tom?"
"Oh hi Ginny!"
Tom smiled seeing his other friend. Her cheeks were red as though she had been pressured or angered. "I saw every thing"
Tom's smile faded.
"Yeah..."
"What did he mean by saying that you-know-who's after you?"
"I dunno, he's probably trying to scare me.."
"I think he's a jerk"
"My point exactly" Jay frowned.
"C'mon, let's sit down..-"
"No need" replied Jay
"What?"
"We 're here" said Jay
Tom could feel it too, the train had stopped. Tom sighed half excited and worried. It was another year at Hogwarts.
"What did you want to- uh speak to me about?" asked Tom
Just like his father ordered, as soon as the train had stopped, Tom was excused and was allowed to get in his office.
His father in his desk looking very grim,.....not a good sign, Tom noted.
Headmaster sighed rubbing his eyes, looking at Tom's blank eyes.
"You...you will not be allowed out of Hogwarts, this year.."
Tom looked at his father in shock.
"W-Why?"
"I...please Thomas...I have my reasons"
"Second, I want to apologize that I couldn't replace you at the House of Gryffindor. Professor Snape seems to like having you in Slytherin.-"
"B-But, why? Why do I need permission from him to get into Gryffindor?" Tom looked at the headmaster with desperate pleading eyes.
The headmaster sighed again.
"It's this school's policy, Thomas...I 'm sorry...we went over this already..."
"Third,...please be careful.....you are dismissed.." without another word, Tom stared at his father as he left for the Sorting.
Tom blinked.
"What is going on?"
A.N. More comin' up…
