Katie found Harry around lunchtime. He was standing by the lake and had a
hand on his scar. His wand was held in his other hand, by his side and he
looked troubled. Katie walked up to him, careful not to startle him. She
reached up a hand and tapped him on the shoulder. The boy whirled around
fast and noticed her. She handed him the note Sam had given her and they
both sat down.
Harry opened the parchment and read the short note, realization dawning in his eyes.
Sam Dovotmy Riddle
Harry eyed the girl sitting next to him. The wind whipped her hair around and the lake frothed.
"So," Harry asked, "Is this the boy you like?"
Katie blushed for a moment but then nodded quickly.
"Is he a Slytherin?" Harry pressed
Katie nodded again.
"I don't think you should go near him Katie!" Harry whispered.
Her eyes blazed, Harry was like all the others, and he thought that Sam was awful just because he was in Slytherin.
"I don't need to listen to you!" she shouted, her American accent making the words harsher.
"Katie, you don't understand! Sam is well"Harry didn't get to finish. Katie had run off in tears.
He sat there and looked out over the lake. –Sam Riddle- he thought. Why couldn't he grasp the name? Sighing he got to his feet and headed back to the castle. He ran into Malfoy as he lugged open the big wooden doors.
"What are you up to Potter?" Malfoy spat out, his eyes narrowing.
"None of your business! Just if you see a boy named Sam Riddle tell him to stay away from Katie or I'll hex him into oblivion." Harry smirked and began to walk away from the blond when Malfoy spoke.
"So now you have two girlfriends Potter? Potter the play-boy!" I like the sound of that!" He taunted.
Harry whirled around and lifted Malfoy into the air. "I don't like to be violent but you have gone too far Malfoy! Katie isn't my girlfriend I just want her to be safe! Got it?" Harry's voice was low and dangerous.
Malfoy hung in the air, his robes twisting about him as he nodded and Harry set him down again. Malfoy was about to retort to him, when he noticed the wand still held at the Gryffindor's side. Draco turned and hurried off towards the dungeons.
Harry stuffed his wand back into his robes and went to find Hermione.
~*~*~*~*~*~*
She was sitting in the library talking to Katie. Harry groaned but went to talk to her anyways. Katie saw him coming and ran off and Hermione looked confused.
"What happened this time Harry?" She dragged, sounding annoyed but interested.
"Nothing much. I just told her to stay away from Sam Riddle." Harry shrugged, waiting for Hermione to speak.
"Did you say Sam Riddle?" she asked, emphasizing Riddle.
Harry nodded and looked confused.
"Harry this is bad! Do you remember in our second year, when you found the diary?"
Harry nodded again
"Well who owned that diary?"
"Voldemort!" Harry said still not getting the point.
Hermione rolled her eyes, "No Harry, Tom RIDDLE owned that diary!"
Harry eyes widened. "You're right!"
"I know," Hermione said, and laughed, "So do you have his middle name?"
Harry pulled out the note that Katie had given him and read it over. He slowly nodded.
"Dovotmy, why?"
"well you said that Tom Riddle's name became 'I am Lord Voldemort' right?" Harry nodded and suddenly understood. "Do you have spare parchment?" Hermione handed him a piece.
He stared at the name Sam Dovotmy Riddle and looked at Hermione.
"I don't see anything except the word 'my'" he laughed and Hermione's eyes widened.
"Pull out the word 'Voldemort' and see what we have left!"
Harry carefully scrawled
~Sam Dovotmy Riddle~
Voldemort
~Sam ------y –idd-- ~
Hemione looked at the paper and smiled.
"What else do you see?" she whispered.
Harry looked again and nodded then wrote
~Sam y idd~
~my dad is~
Hermione smiled "We got it!" she whispered. "Sam is Voldemort's son!"
Harry looked again at the paper then carefully wrote,
~Sam Dovotmy Riddle~ ~My Dad is Voldemort~
He looked at Hermione and shook his head in amazement! "You are a piece of work Hermione!"
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The next evening Harry was restless, It was Saturday and he was supposed to meet Sam by the prefects bathroom at midnight. Hermione made him a calming potion but it was no use. Harry couldn't stop the anger bubbling up inside of him.
He had been reading up on hexes and counter hexes all day and was still feeling unprepared. 'Remember' he told himself, ' we are not touching any port keys, Tom will have to come to us!' he nodded then looked at the clock.
Walking down to the prefects bathroom wasn't hard. He had taken the path a million times but now it seemed like everything got in his way. He passed five teachers, Mrs. Norris, Filch, Peeves, and the Bloody Baron. Shuddering, Harry walked right into the statue outside the door. He stood there, under the invisibility cloak and waited.
Suddenly something caught his eye. It was a wand, lying near the door. Harry reached out and picked it up telling himself he would give it to Filch in the morning when, he felt a jolt from his stomach and he was flying through the air with a wand port key.
Harry opened the parchment and read the short note, realization dawning in his eyes.
Sam Dovotmy Riddle
Harry eyed the girl sitting next to him. The wind whipped her hair around and the lake frothed.
"So," Harry asked, "Is this the boy you like?"
Katie blushed for a moment but then nodded quickly.
"Is he a Slytherin?" Harry pressed
Katie nodded again.
"I don't think you should go near him Katie!" Harry whispered.
Her eyes blazed, Harry was like all the others, and he thought that Sam was awful just because he was in Slytherin.
"I don't need to listen to you!" she shouted, her American accent making the words harsher.
"Katie, you don't understand! Sam is well"Harry didn't get to finish. Katie had run off in tears.
He sat there and looked out over the lake. –Sam Riddle- he thought. Why couldn't he grasp the name? Sighing he got to his feet and headed back to the castle. He ran into Malfoy as he lugged open the big wooden doors.
"What are you up to Potter?" Malfoy spat out, his eyes narrowing.
"None of your business! Just if you see a boy named Sam Riddle tell him to stay away from Katie or I'll hex him into oblivion." Harry smirked and began to walk away from the blond when Malfoy spoke.
"So now you have two girlfriends Potter? Potter the play-boy!" I like the sound of that!" He taunted.
Harry whirled around and lifted Malfoy into the air. "I don't like to be violent but you have gone too far Malfoy! Katie isn't my girlfriend I just want her to be safe! Got it?" Harry's voice was low and dangerous.
Malfoy hung in the air, his robes twisting about him as he nodded and Harry set him down again. Malfoy was about to retort to him, when he noticed the wand still held at the Gryffindor's side. Draco turned and hurried off towards the dungeons.
Harry stuffed his wand back into his robes and went to find Hermione.
~*~*~*~*~*~*
She was sitting in the library talking to Katie. Harry groaned but went to talk to her anyways. Katie saw him coming and ran off and Hermione looked confused.
"What happened this time Harry?" She dragged, sounding annoyed but interested.
"Nothing much. I just told her to stay away from Sam Riddle." Harry shrugged, waiting for Hermione to speak.
"Did you say Sam Riddle?" she asked, emphasizing Riddle.
Harry nodded and looked confused.
"Harry this is bad! Do you remember in our second year, when you found the diary?"
Harry nodded again
"Well who owned that diary?"
"Voldemort!" Harry said still not getting the point.
Hermione rolled her eyes, "No Harry, Tom RIDDLE owned that diary!"
Harry eyes widened. "You're right!"
"I know," Hermione said, and laughed, "So do you have his middle name?"
Harry pulled out the note that Katie had given him and read it over. He slowly nodded.
"Dovotmy, why?"
"well you said that Tom Riddle's name became 'I am Lord Voldemort' right?" Harry nodded and suddenly understood. "Do you have spare parchment?" Hermione handed him a piece.
He stared at the name Sam Dovotmy Riddle and looked at Hermione.
"I don't see anything except the word 'my'" he laughed and Hermione's eyes widened.
"Pull out the word 'Voldemort' and see what we have left!"
Harry carefully scrawled
~Sam Dovotmy Riddle~
Voldemort
~Sam ------y –idd-- ~
Hemione looked at the paper and smiled.
"What else do you see?" she whispered.
Harry looked again and nodded then wrote
~Sam y idd~
~my dad is~
Hermione smiled "We got it!" she whispered. "Sam is Voldemort's son!"
Harry looked again at the paper then carefully wrote,
~Sam Dovotmy Riddle~ ~My Dad is Voldemort~
He looked at Hermione and shook his head in amazement! "You are a piece of work Hermione!"
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The next evening Harry was restless, It was Saturday and he was supposed to meet Sam by the prefects bathroom at midnight. Hermione made him a calming potion but it was no use. Harry couldn't stop the anger bubbling up inside of him.
He had been reading up on hexes and counter hexes all day and was still feeling unprepared. 'Remember' he told himself, ' we are not touching any port keys, Tom will have to come to us!' he nodded then looked at the clock.
Walking down to the prefects bathroom wasn't hard. He had taken the path a million times but now it seemed like everything got in his way. He passed five teachers, Mrs. Norris, Filch, Peeves, and the Bloody Baron. Shuddering, Harry walked right into the statue outside the door. He stood there, under the invisibility cloak and waited.
Suddenly something caught his eye. It was a wand, lying near the door. Harry reached out and picked it up telling himself he would give it to Filch in the morning when, he felt a jolt from his stomach and he was flying through the air with a wand port key.