A summer with T.M Riddle
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Summary: How bad could a summer with a 16-year-old Voldemort be? I mean sure he is going to turn out to be the most evil wizard alive, but hey, it can't be that bad. Right?
A/N: I found my self wondering what Lucius did with Riddle's diary once Harry gave it back. Hence this random tale. Riddle will probally end up being very un-Voldemortish but hey, it's all in fun and he is a sixteen year old after all. So with Lucius in jail poor Draco is stuck with him. Hope you enjoy.
Prologue:
So far the summer holidays were quite boring for the 16-year-old Draco Malfoy. With his father being in prison he was now stuck at the Malfoy Manor with his nutcase mother. At least it was big enough to be able to hide from her.
Hence why he was now locked in his father's study. Narcissa it seemed had become rather fond of the smell of strawberries. So when she found a spell for making anything smell of the said fruit she had gone on absolute high, charming everything in sight. This included Draco. Luckily he had managed to escape his mother's grasp and ran into the first room with a lock on it available.
Thank Merlin, that his father loved privacy. Though he was ure his father would kill him if he caught him inside his study, and that's when it hit him. Lucius Malfoy wouldn't be killing anyone for quite a while. Smirking to himself Draco started looking through the probably highly dangerous artefacts in his fathers study. Maybe he would be able to find something to curse that bloody Potter with when school started again.
He first sorted through a cabinet full of vials of different potions. Unfortunately none of them had any sort of label on them. What use would they be to him if he had no idea what they did, he thought madly to himself turning away from the cabinet and walking across the room to a bookcase. Carelessly he left the cabinet open, boy would he regret that later, though at the moment it seemed he was very happy. Opening a large book titled 'Curious Curses' he smiled and started scanning through some of the pages.
A few moments later though the book was chucked over his head and with a slight crash it landed on the floor. 'What use was cursing Potter's clothes to dance', he though miserably to himself before pulling out a little black book that was at the end of the bookcase.
He glared at the little book he had just pulled out. It had a gaping hole through the middle of it and it was covered in ink. Wondering why the hell his father would keep such a grubby thing, he noticed a name in faded writing on the front.
"T.M Riddle", he muttered aloud before chucking the little book over his head, just like the other.
With a loud crash the book hit the potions cabinet smashing half the vials before falling to the floor. Draco jumped and nearly screamed when he herd his mother's shriek from somewhere down the hall. Thinking that he had been there for far to long, Draco dashed from the room to find another hiding spot, not bothering about the mess he had just caused.
TBC
A/N: Prologue's are so boring, so it's really short. Oh well the fun begins with Chapter 1!
