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Chapter 5:
Harry was nervously pacing one of the hallways in used wizard robes he had been given when Tom came passing by. He froze when he saw Harry and straightened up before walking up to him.
"What do you want?" he asked. "Now you feel like finding the Hufflepuff tower?"
"No, no, I found it already," Harry mumbled.
"Well then, what is it?" Tom asked, crossing his arms in front of him.
"I was just wondering . . . euh, if you . . . remembered me," Harry muttered, avoiding looking at the Slytherin's piercing eyes.
"No, I don't know you," Tom said exasperatedly. "Now do you mind? I have better things to do."
"Come on, Tom!" Harry begged. "Just try-"
"And I would appreciate if you stopped calling me as if you are on familiar terms with me and that I'm supposed to know who you are," Tom interrupted strictly.
Harry watched Tom walk away, deciding that his task was going to be a little harder that he imagined. He needed to talk to Tom and seriously catch his attention to be able to stay around him so he could remember that he was a memory and that Harry was stuck inside his diary.
Harry sighed and turned around, walking away.
Just as he was about to change hallway to go back to Hufflepuff tower, He noticed that professor Dippet and miss Swifton, the nurse, were both running in an opposite direction.
"Where is Tom?" professor Dippet asked, seeing Harry.
"He went that way . . ." Harry answered, now seeing the headmaster and the nurse running in the hallway he had showed them.
Curious, Harry decided to follow them.
They walked pass the owlery, pass many closed doors, and finally, after running through at least eight hallways, they stopped in front of an empty classroom.
Tom was in it.
"Tom! Quickly! Follow us!" the headmaster said, running off again.
Tom jumped off the desk he was sitting on and followed them just as Harry did. After a while of jogging, Harry saw that Tom was getting more and more hesitant in following them, and he soon saw why.
They were heading for the girl's bathroom in which the passageway to the Secret Chamber was.
"Look!" the headmaster said, pushing open the door without stepping through it.
Tom was holding his breath as he walked forward, closely followed by Harry who couldn't help but be interested.
Sobs could be heard inside the bathroom and they were only too familiar to Harry's ears.
Moaning Myrtle.
Tom walked inside towards the toilets, and saw the ghost form of the girl that had died two months ago.
"Its Myrtle," Tom said to the headmaster who finally stepped in, gawking at the sight of the ghost form of the girl that had died at the end of the previous year.
"Great mother of Scots," Harry heard the nurse mutter under her breath.
Myrtle was looking at her hands, making them go through the nearest wall and sobbing uncontrollably each time.
"I . . . I . . . I'm a GHOST!" she wept.
"There's nothing to be depressed about," a familiar voice said from the other end of the bathroom, someone that had evidently arrived before Tom, Harry and the headmaster.
Harry made a cautious step forward to see who had spoken, and his jaw dropped when he saw a younger Dumbledore sitting on a toilet cover, watching Myrtle understandingly.
"It's okay, Armando," he said. "I'll talk to her."
The headmaster nodded and showed the boys that they could leave. Tom walked out first, Harry still following him.
Once they were at a good distance, Harry decided to try something.
"Good they didn't know that they were right above the Chamber of Secrets, hun?" he said normally.
Tom froze and his face lost all its colours. He turned to Harry, staring at him for an explanation.
"What?" he said dryly.
"You heard me," Harry said casually, still walking. "I said good they didn't know they were above the Chamber of S-"
"Silencio!" Tom whispered, pointing his wand at Harry, immediately making him lose his voice.
He made a step forward, glaring at Harry evilly.
"The Chamber of Secrets is a myth," he said seriously. "It wouldn't be wise to go talk about that after what just happened. People might get scared and I assure you that if you go around scaring people, I will do everything in my power to make your life a living hell. Understood?"
Harry smiled, knowing the real reason of his panic. Tom raised his wand and muttered the counter curse.
"And what makes you think we were near the Chamber?" Tom continued.
"So you do declare that there is a Chamber," Harry said, unable to avoid playing with the young Voldemort's temper.
"No I don't!" Tom said angrily.
"Tom, I know the entrance is in that bathroom," Harry said. "I know because I've been in it."
"Of course you have," Tom said, rolling his eyes.
Harry smiled.
"The little snake under the sink," he simply said, making Tom's eyes widen.
"No," Tom said nervously. "But that would mean . . ."
"I know about the basilisk."
Tom was speechless. He just stood there, looking at Harry with mild fascination until he regained his composure.
"One word, Potter, just one word, and I order it to kill you," he said dangerously. "And I'll make sure Hagrid gets a death sentence for it."
Tom turned around and walked away, leaving Harry in the middle of the hallway. But he turned around before turning the corner.
"And remember, Potter," he said. "Stay away from me."
Harry didn't move a long time after his departure.
~That went well,~ he thought, banging his fist in the wall, regretting it afterwards.
~~~
Time passed in the school and Harry decided that it would be best to follow Tom's advice and stay away from him. Anyhow, he couldn't have even talked to him if he wanted because Tom simply disappeared from breakfast to dinner before hiding in his room for the rest of the night.
Having him to remember him was proving to be a much harder task than he had imagined, but he quickly found an excuse to be in his presence during the third week of August . . .
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"Professor Dippet, I'm not sure where to go to get my new school supplies," Harry said innocently.
"Ah, yes," the old headmaster said, nodding his head. "Diagon Alley . . . I'm sure one of the students could accompany you . . ."
"Did Tom Riddle get his things?" Harry asked with the same naïve tone.
"Ah . . . no," professor Dippet said. "Yes, both of you could go next Monday . . . and I don't think Silvian got his things either, but his uncle is going to take him next week . . . yes, well next Monday, boy."
"Thank you, professor," Harry said, smiling widely.
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"I have to go with *you*?"Tom said incredulously over dinnertime after Harry had announced him what was going to happen.
"Yep," Harry said, smiling a little yet trying to hide it.
Tom sneered, looking at him with utter dislike.
"Be ready at six in the morning on Monday, ready at the gate or I'm leaving without you," Tom said finally, unable to not impose anything.
Harry nodded and walked back to his place.
Tom looked at him go, sighing. He took a bite of his steak, chewing it slowly, looking at Harry from the corner of his eyes. After a while, he noticed that Dumbledore was looking at him intensely from the teacher's table. He sighed again, knowing that his transfiguration teacher had a careful eye on him. He knew something was wrong and Tom was scared he would find out that he was going to the Chamber of Secrets every day. He needed to stop going and it devastated him.
~And that boy who knows everything . . .~ he thought. ~He's a menace.~
He needed to find out about him.
Tom ate slowly, passing ideas through his head. He saw the other students leave one by one until Harry left with the two Griffindors he found completely foolish. They were talking about taking a walk outside while it was still clear.
~What a good idea,~ Tom said to himself, smiling.
~~~
Tom quickly finished eating and swiftly walked out of the Great Hall, heading for the Hufflepuff common room.
~The Ravenclaw is at the library with that mindless Hufflepuff,~ he thought. ~Coast is clear.~
He entered the Hufflepuff common room using the same code all the other students used and immediately walked up to the dorms.
He found Harry's four-poster bed quite easily, seeing that it was the only one that didn't have a trunk displayed in front or house colored drapes. There were only a few things laid out near his windowsill, and so it is there Tom looked first.
He didn't discover much but found a couple of galleons, the old muggle clothes he had arrived in . . . and three school books. Tom looked at each cover with curiosity.
~He's learning about preserved memories?~ he thought. ~But . . . why?~
He quickly read a few pages here and there, getting more and more curious about the strange boy's motives.
Hearing footsteps outside the dorm room, he decided to get away as quickly as possible.
Luckly, he wasn't seen when crossing the common room, the Hufflepuff named Suzanna and Emily the Ravenclaw both directly having gone up to their dorm room.
Instead of returning to the Slytherin common room, feeling too alert to sleep, Tom headed for the library where he found miss Modesty Barker. He smiled interiorly.
The advantages of having this typical librarian was quite fun for him seeing that she stayed in the library very late, letting him finish his research and reading far after midnight. She had even let him eat in the library during his previous O.W.L.s because he didn't want to leave his place of study.
Of course, he had been afraid that she would find out about the basilisk, having fought one herself -or as the stories told-, but or she pretended not to know, or she simply had no clue, which was fine with him.
He nodded in her direction and directly headed towards the Restricted Section. The first thing he looked up? Preserved Memories, of course.
~~~
Seeing that is was Saturday, Harry woke up late the next morning and directly headed to the Great Hall for breakfast. He ate in silence, not really wanting to talk with the two Griffindors that were starting to annoy him, always talking about Quidditch moves or school stuff he already knew about.
He was surprised to see that Tom didn't come to eat and vaguely started looking for him after telling Silvian and Felix that he wasn't interested in playing Wizard Chess.
He found Tom around noon, slouched in an armchair in one of the studies on the fifth level.
He looked tiered, holding his head with one hand, flicking his wand in the air with the other. Books were laid out in front of him and a notebook had been almost completely used.
Harry walked up to him and sat in the chair next to the one that was in front of him, watching him write his name with gold flames. He didn't move to show that he had noticed the newcomer's arrival.
Harry didn't say anything, watching Tom write and erase his name over and over again.
"What are you doing here?" Tom asked finally, as if hypnotized by the tip of his wand.
Tom
"I . . . I just passed by and saw you there," Harry said.
Marvolo
"Really," Tom continued, completely indifferent. "And so you must be or stupid or deaf or naively brave, seeing that I told you to stay away from me."
Riddle
"I really don't understand your antisocial attitude," Harry said a bit dryly.
I
"Maybe I could make it clear with a curse," Tom said in the same impassive tone.
Am
"I don't see why you dislike me so much," Harry replied.
Lord
"You *are* a fool," Tom stated. "But I'm going to warn you again, one last time, Potter. Stay away from me. I don't want your company."
Voldemort
Tom stared at what he had just written. Harry was thunderstruck when he saw what was happening.
"How interesting," Tom whispered, looking at the new words he had formed.
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In the next chapter, Tom and Harry get their school stuff, Tom starts getting ideas, the school year starts with a couple of odd surprises for Harry who now needs to get into Tom's circle of friends.
Man, this fic is fun to write. ^_^
Give me a free present and review!
Thanks for everyone who reviewed, it's very appreciated, and if you have any reading suggestions, please tell me! ^_^
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Chapter 5:
Harry was nervously pacing one of the hallways in used wizard robes he had been given when Tom came passing by. He froze when he saw Harry and straightened up before walking up to him.
"What do you want?" he asked. "Now you feel like finding the Hufflepuff tower?"
"No, no, I found it already," Harry mumbled.
"Well then, what is it?" Tom asked, crossing his arms in front of him.
"I was just wondering . . . euh, if you . . . remembered me," Harry muttered, avoiding looking at the Slytherin's piercing eyes.
"No, I don't know you," Tom said exasperatedly. "Now do you mind? I have better things to do."
"Come on, Tom!" Harry begged. "Just try-"
"And I would appreciate if you stopped calling me as if you are on familiar terms with me and that I'm supposed to know who you are," Tom interrupted strictly.
Harry watched Tom walk away, deciding that his task was going to be a little harder that he imagined. He needed to talk to Tom and seriously catch his attention to be able to stay around him so he could remember that he was a memory and that Harry was stuck inside his diary.
Harry sighed and turned around, walking away.
Just as he was about to change hallway to go back to Hufflepuff tower, He noticed that professor Dippet and miss Swifton, the nurse, were both running in an opposite direction.
"Where is Tom?" professor Dippet asked, seeing Harry.
"He went that way . . ." Harry answered, now seeing the headmaster and the nurse running in the hallway he had showed them.
Curious, Harry decided to follow them.
They walked pass the owlery, pass many closed doors, and finally, after running through at least eight hallways, they stopped in front of an empty classroom.
Tom was in it.
"Tom! Quickly! Follow us!" the headmaster said, running off again.
Tom jumped off the desk he was sitting on and followed them just as Harry did. After a while of jogging, Harry saw that Tom was getting more and more hesitant in following them, and he soon saw why.
They were heading for the girl's bathroom in which the passageway to the Secret Chamber was.
"Look!" the headmaster said, pushing open the door without stepping through it.
Tom was holding his breath as he walked forward, closely followed by Harry who couldn't help but be interested.
Sobs could be heard inside the bathroom and they were only too familiar to Harry's ears.
Moaning Myrtle.
Tom walked inside towards the toilets, and saw the ghost form of the girl that had died two months ago.
"Its Myrtle," Tom said to the headmaster who finally stepped in, gawking at the sight of the ghost form of the girl that had died at the end of the previous year.
"Great mother of Scots," Harry heard the nurse mutter under her breath.
Myrtle was looking at her hands, making them go through the nearest wall and sobbing uncontrollably each time.
"I . . . I . . . I'm a GHOST!" she wept.
"There's nothing to be depressed about," a familiar voice said from the other end of the bathroom, someone that had evidently arrived before Tom, Harry and the headmaster.
Harry made a cautious step forward to see who had spoken, and his jaw dropped when he saw a younger Dumbledore sitting on a toilet cover, watching Myrtle understandingly.
"It's okay, Armando," he said. "I'll talk to her."
The headmaster nodded and showed the boys that they could leave. Tom walked out first, Harry still following him.
Once they were at a good distance, Harry decided to try something.
"Good they didn't know that they were right above the Chamber of Secrets, hun?" he said normally.
Tom froze and his face lost all its colours. He turned to Harry, staring at him for an explanation.
"What?" he said dryly.
"You heard me," Harry said casually, still walking. "I said good they didn't know they were above the Chamber of S-"
"Silencio!" Tom whispered, pointing his wand at Harry, immediately making him lose his voice.
He made a step forward, glaring at Harry evilly.
"The Chamber of Secrets is a myth," he said seriously. "It wouldn't be wise to go talk about that after what just happened. People might get scared and I assure you that if you go around scaring people, I will do everything in my power to make your life a living hell. Understood?"
Harry smiled, knowing the real reason of his panic. Tom raised his wand and muttered the counter curse.
"And what makes you think we were near the Chamber?" Tom continued.
"So you do declare that there is a Chamber," Harry said, unable to avoid playing with the young Voldemort's temper.
"No I don't!" Tom said angrily.
"Tom, I know the entrance is in that bathroom," Harry said. "I know because I've been in it."
"Of course you have," Tom said, rolling his eyes.
Harry smiled.
"The little snake under the sink," he simply said, making Tom's eyes widen.
"No," Tom said nervously. "But that would mean . . ."
"I know about the basilisk."
Tom was speechless. He just stood there, looking at Harry with mild fascination until he regained his composure.
"One word, Potter, just one word, and I order it to kill you," he said dangerously. "And I'll make sure Hagrid gets a death sentence for it."
Tom turned around and walked away, leaving Harry in the middle of the hallway. But he turned around before turning the corner.
"And remember, Potter," he said. "Stay away from me."
Harry didn't move a long time after his departure.
~That went well,~ he thought, banging his fist in the wall, regretting it afterwards.
~~~
Time passed in the school and Harry decided that it would be best to follow Tom's advice and stay away from him. Anyhow, he couldn't have even talked to him if he wanted because Tom simply disappeared from breakfast to dinner before hiding in his room for the rest of the night.
Having him to remember him was proving to be a much harder task than he had imagined, but he quickly found an excuse to be in his presence during the third week of August . . .
~~~
"Professor Dippet, I'm not sure where to go to get my new school supplies," Harry said innocently.
"Ah, yes," the old headmaster said, nodding his head. "Diagon Alley . . . I'm sure one of the students could accompany you . . ."
"Did Tom Riddle get his things?" Harry asked with the same naïve tone.
"Ah . . . no," professor Dippet said. "Yes, both of you could go next Monday . . . and I don't think Silvian got his things either, but his uncle is going to take him next week . . . yes, well next Monday, boy."
"Thank you, professor," Harry said, smiling widely.
~~~
"I have to go with *you*?"Tom said incredulously over dinnertime after Harry had announced him what was going to happen.
"Yep," Harry said, smiling a little yet trying to hide it.
Tom sneered, looking at him with utter dislike.
"Be ready at six in the morning on Monday, ready at the gate or I'm leaving without you," Tom said finally, unable to not impose anything.
Harry nodded and walked back to his place.
Tom looked at him go, sighing. He took a bite of his steak, chewing it slowly, looking at Harry from the corner of his eyes. After a while, he noticed that Dumbledore was looking at him intensely from the teacher's table. He sighed again, knowing that his transfiguration teacher had a careful eye on him. He knew something was wrong and Tom was scared he would find out that he was going to the Chamber of Secrets every day. He needed to stop going and it devastated him.
~And that boy who knows everything . . .~ he thought. ~He's a menace.~
He needed to find out about him.
Tom ate slowly, passing ideas through his head. He saw the other students leave one by one until Harry left with the two Griffindors he found completely foolish. They were talking about taking a walk outside while it was still clear.
~What a good idea,~ Tom said to himself, smiling.
~~~
Tom quickly finished eating and swiftly walked out of the Great Hall, heading for the Hufflepuff common room.
~The Ravenclaw is at the library with that mindless Hufflepuff,~ he thought. ~Coast is clear.~
He entered the Hufflepuff common room using the same code all the other students used and immediately walked up to the dorms.
He found Harry's four-poster bed quite easily, seeing that it was the only one that didn't have a trunk displayed in front or house colored drapes. There were only a few things laid out near his windowsill, and so it is there Tom looked first.
He didn't discover much but found a couple of galleons, the old muggle clothes he had arrived in . . . and three school books. Tom looked at each cover with curiosity.
~He's learning about preserved memories?~ he thought. ~But . . . why?~
He quickly read a few pages here and there, getting more and more curious about the strange boy's motives.
Hearing footsteps outside the dorm room, he decided to get away as quickly as possible.
Luckly, he wasn't seen when crossing the common room, the Hufflepuff named Suzanna and Emily the Ravenclaw both directly having gone up to their dorm room.
Instead of returning to the Slytherin common room, feeling too alert to sleep, Tom headed for the library where he found miss Modesty Barker. He smiled interiorly.
The advantages of having this typical librarian was quite fun for him seeing that she stayed in the library very late, letting him finish his research and reading far after midnight. She had even let him eat in the library during his previous O.W.L.s because he didn't want to leave his place of study.
Of course, he had been afraid that she would find out about the basilisk, having fought one herself -or as the stories told-, but or she pretended not to know, or she simply had no clue, which was fine with him.
He nodded in her direction and directly headed towards the Restricted Section. The first thing he looked up? Preserved Memories, of course.
~~~
Seeing that is was Saturday, Harry woke up late the next morning and directly headed to the Great Hall for breakfast. He ate in silence, not really wanting to talk with the two Griffindors that were starting to annoy him, always talking about Quidditch moves or school stuff he already knew about.
He was surprised to see that Tom didn't come to eat and vaguely started looking for him after telling Silvian and Felix that he wasn't interested in playing Wizard Chess.
He found Tom around noon, slouched in an armchair in one of the studies on the fifth level.
He looked tiered, holding his head with one hand, flicking his wand in the air with the other. Books were laid out in front of him and a notebook had been almost completely used.
Harry walked up to him and sat in the chair next to the one that was in front of him, watching him write his name with gold flames. He didn't move to show that he had noticed the newcomer's arrival.
Harry didn't say anything, watching Tom write and erase his name over and over again.
"What are you doing here?" Tom asked finally, as if hypnotized by the tip of his wand.
Tom
"I . . . I just passed by and saw you there," Harry said.
Marvolo
"Really," Tom continued, completely indifferent. "And so you must be or stupid or deaf or naively brave, seeing that I told you to stay away from me."
Riddle
"I really don't understand your antisocial attitude," Harry said a bit dryly.
I
"Maybe I could make it clear with a curse," Tom said in the same impassive tone.
Am
"I don't see why you dislike me so much," Harry replied.
Lord
"You *are* a fool," Tom stated. "But I'm going to warn you again, one last time, Potter. Stay away from me. I don't want your company."
Voldemort
Tom stared at what he had just written. Harry was thunderstruck when he saw what was happening.
"How interesting," Tom whispered, looking at the new words he had formed.
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In the next chapter, Tom and Harry get their school stuff, Tom starts getting ideas, the school year starts with a couple of odd surprises for Harry who now needs to get into Tom's circle of friends.
Man, this fic is fun to write. ^_^
Give me a free present and review!