Title: At the Crossroads
DC: I own nearly nothing and especially not Harry Potter and Co.
Warnings: None (that I can think of)
Tom Riddle watched dispassionatly as the aurors were taking Hagrid away. In a way he felt a tiny bit of guilt for leting him suffer for somethin he did.
He could still stop them. Tell them the truth. At least say that he had douts that it was Hagrids doing. Some story to prevent the stupid but friendly oaf from beeing taken to Azkaban.
On the other hand that wouldn't be the slytherin thing to du. Not at all.
He could feel Dumbledores eyes on him.
"Stupid old asshole", he thought to himself. Tom was sure that Dumbledore knew that it was him.
He took great pleasure in having outsmarted the transfiguration teacher.
He would have to be on guard from now on.
His thoughts focused on Hagrid again when he let out an especially loud plea to let him go.
No he wouldn't help him. It would be to dangerous for himself. Also Hagrid would never do something world changeing.
Tom on the other hand would. He was going to change to world so that nobody had to suffer at the hands from muggles like he had to.
With one last look at the halfgiant he turned around an walked away.
The guilt got less with time and then died.
He became cold.
He became Lord Voldemort.
A/N: Hi!
I hoped you liked it! This is only my second fic... well at least the second english one that I actually posted -- !
So please review and tell me what you think in general and what I could do better!
Have a nice day/night,
Cp