A/N: Hey! This story seems to becoming a success! Something I also enjoy writing! Thanks to all you reviewers! You have given me courage to write more! Or inspired, whatever lol. Anyways here's chapter 4, chapter 5 will come out soon, but I have to update some of my other stories too. I need to update the Golden phoenix one badly and the surprises one, so look out for those! And thanks to fire-sprite-16! You were one of my favorite writers! Inspired my Ginny/tom stories! As well as Jaded dagger, Riddled-Slytherin, and Monday-thank you!

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Chapter 4: Meet Tom Marvolo Riddle

James frowned in confusion and slight apprehension. Why was Harry sorry to Sirius? How did he know Sirius? Were they even related?! So many confusing thoughts rang through his head he was begging to get a headache. A sideways glance at Sirius told him that he was equally confused and shocked. His mouth was slightly open along with a few others. The students in the hall were begging to whisper animatedly again as the image of Harry slowly faded away into nothingness. The 3 weary Gryffindors approached theirs seats again and immediately sat down again to begin talking. James could see Dumbledore out of the corner of his eye looking very pensieve. Something must have caught his attention.

AS Dumbledore cleared his throat again the hall quieted down.

"Now that you have seen with first hand experience at what we are dealing with a encourage you to go on with you're daily lives with a little caution. The aparations may appear anytime anywhere without any warning. That is all" he turned his attention to the teachers "I will ask you to escort the students to their next classes ASAP" The teachers nodded and one by one lead their classes out the great hall. The students who were left because they had a free break sat uncomfortably under the pensieve gaze of the wise old headmaster. "All students without classes please escort yourself to you're dormitories immediately, with the exceptions of the Prefects and head boy and girl, I request that you stay" The students immediately obliged and walked nervously out of the hall, glancing around nervously as if another aparation might suddenly appear.

Dumbledore sighed deeply. The situation could be quite bad, he didn't know what times would show up but so far it had been the future-or what looked like the future. He was almost positive that was James' son.

The Order moved form the corners to the center of the room to hear what Dumbledore's predicament was. James honestly couldn't say how he thought this was an emergency. It was interesting surely if not a bit scary…but definitely not dangerous…

James put and Arm around lily and guided her to the Gryffindor table to sit down. A lot of the others were sitting at the tables too, although the former Slytherin's preferred to stand.

"You are probably wondering why this seems so important and if not dangerous" Typical Dumbledore. Always leaving us in suspense.

"It seems to me though, that if this is the future only, we could very well change it. That could be dangerous." There was a strict silence. " And as for my other predicament…I think its very possible one of these figures or more may accidentally fall into our time."

Another stunned silence. At times like these when we need suggestions, as usual, there are non.

James glanced sideways at Sirius again, and was quite surprised to see he looked pretty serious. (Again! Something that should not be put in the same sentence!) James concluded that face did not suit him at all. The usually mischievous trouble-making joker, looked pensieve and quite scared almost. I mean he would be too if he heard someone say 'I'm sorry Sirius' like he was dead or something.

They all looked back at Dumbledore to see him tense looking and staring straight over their heads. As if on cue they turned around to see another aparation had appeared.

This time though James heard Dumbledore mutter something under his breath like … hatred? Sorrow? He couldn't tell but he did hear it. "Tom"

James looked at the aparation and had to do a double take. He looked like he was from the 40s with the style of robes and hair he used. The name Tom rang a bell in his head, but he couldn't quite place it…this guy was obviously from the past.

The guy Tom, or whoever he was, walked towards the slithering table. James couldn't help but feel like a dark cloud of darkness was surrounding him. It was almost suffocating. The kid who looked about 17, held a head boy badge on his uniform. It had a Slytherin symbol as well to James disgust. (Some things never change…) The kid seemed to be pondering something, as he didn't touch any of the ghost like food that had appeared. His long fingers strummed the table in a rhythmic pattern that made James shiver. It was like a strange little cold echo…

Another that surprised the group was another 17-year-old figure that walked into the seemingly empty great hall, with long slick hair that was pulled back in a ponytail, and a strict face…

"McGonagall!" Sirius was laughing hysterically on the floor by now, amongst he disapproving glares from the older McGonagall. James and the others also tried to hide their amusement, this younger version was much more pretty and carefree looking.

She was carrying what looked like a stack of timetables, and walking steadily over to the Slytherin table…

The Head boy (who James got this bad feeling about…) Looked up and smirked at her…a very familiar creepy smirk…

"WHAT THE FUCK?!" James yelled as sudden realization hit him. "LORD VOLDEMORT?" Now this was rich…

The order looked around wildly at his outburst as if expecting lord voldemort to suddenly appear in the hall, when nobody was there they looked back at James and then slowly back at the ghost like aparation. A dawning expression and surprise surpassed every face in the hall except Dumbledore.

Go figure.

By now the usually reckless 19-year-old Sirius black was in tears of laughter still rolling on the floor. James and Remus were sorely tempted to join him…this was really weird…

"Hello Minerva" Tom purred icily "What would have happened that was so terrible you had to come here" he gestured at the Slytherin table "surely those mud bloods haven't rejected you- oh right! you're one too"

The younger version of McGonagall glared at him with nothing akin to hatred. "Actually I was sent here to give you the times tables to hand out as you're the other head" The look on her face displayed her thoughts plainly at how he ever became Head boy.

"Ah, how nice of you" he said in a sweet fake voice "but you see, im much to busy" He stood and was about to walk out of the hallway when Minerva's voice called him back.

"What Riddle" she spat his name "would you be so busy with, you couldn't spare 5 minutes to hand out timetables?"

Tom turned around again with that annoying smirk in place. "Oh! I was just thinking of ways to become the worlds most feared dark wizard ever, nothing big" His voice was sweet and sarcastic.

Minerva rolled her eyes "Whatever Riddle, but you're on duty tonight"

He mock saluted "aye aye captain" He then swirled around and walked swiftly out of the hall without a backward glance. Minerva had pursed her lips in a disapproving manner, then proceeded to hand out the timetables as the picture slowly faded away.

Least to say, Everyone was in shock of what had happened, other then the sorry excuse of an adult Sirius, who was still rolling on the floor in uncontrollable laughter.

Dumbledore's voice brought them back to reality. "Alas, James outburst was right" he cast a disapprovingly glare his way, for what James assumed was the choice of language. "And that most certainly is Lord Voldemort's younger self. Tom Marvolo Riddle."

He looked around the great hall at the remaining people. " We shall resume to have a meeting at least once a week to scrutinize these sightings, and hopefully in time we shall find out the purpose of them, or they shall fade away. Until then I excerpt great caution, im not sure if these aparations re limited to just the castle or elsewhere. So please don't be surprised if a figure shows up in you're home. That will be all" the Order members assembled around getting ready to leave "oh! And may I talk to Lily, Remus, Sirius, Peter and James for a moment?"

James didn't bother wondering what he wanted. Dumbledore was always an odd ball. Walking through the thinning crowd of people he headed up to the head table with his wife and friends, awaiting and not expecting, what was in store for him…