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Chapter 5; Annoying Dumbledore and Xavier makes some plans

Xavier wasn't a patient boy, Not by far, he wanted to get his father back so that he could finish ridding the world of stupid people, He frowned, why did Dumblefuck have to be so meddlesome?

Flashback

"Mister Pott- Riddle, the Headmaster wants to see you in his office" Professor Flitwick told him, Xavier mentally groaned as he packed up his things and left the Charms classroom. He walked towards the stone gargoyle and tapped it with his wand, hoping it would let him through

"Oh come on you wretched thing, I'm here to see the headmaster!" he groaned, Just then, the gargoyle moved and Professor McGonagall walked out of the stair well and looked at him, eyeing him curiously

"What are you doing here Riddle?" She asked

"I'm here to see the headmaster, Professor Flitwick told me he wanted to see me but I don't know the password to get to the office" he explained in a tone of voice as if he were addressing a small child, McGonagall bristled at the lack of respect from the 11 year old

"Very well Po-Riddle…. Cockroach Clusters" She muttered to the gargoyle, it slid out the way and the stairwell appeared, Xavier walked up it, making sure his charmed necklace was on show, this time he wouldn't stand for any of Dumbledore's scheming.

He walked into the Headmasters office without knocking

"Ah mister Potter…" Dumbledore smiled serenely at him, Xavier frowned but didn't speak to him

"I see you're still mad with me" Dumbledore carried on "Please, take a seat so we can discuss things"

"And what exactly do you want to discuss?" Xavier didn't sit down, instead he looked right at the Headmaster

"Well Harry-" He began, but Xavier cut him off

"Tell me, Headmaster, why do you refer to me with a false name?" Xavier asked, "When all the teachers of the school call me my real name? As is on my certification of birth?"

"Your real name is Harry James Potter, I have no reason not to call you that" said Dumbledore, with a dark glint in his eyes

"I think you'll find…. headmaster, that my name has never been Harry Potter, but it is, and will always be, Xavier Salazar Riddle, son of Lord Voldemort" He said proudly, the headmaster frowned

"And who told you such tripe?" he asked quickly "you look nothing like Lord Voldemort"

"I beg to differ" said Xavier "although I have my mothers emerald eyes, I am mostly a spitting image of my father, as he was when he attended Hogwarts"

"And who told you this?" Dumbledore asked "Who told you such nonsense to try to sway you to thinking that the person who killed your parents is your father?"

"I don't have to answer that" said Xavier with a smug smile

"Yes you do, as your headmaster I demand you answer!" Dumbledore raised his voice slightly at the young boy

"And according to rule 65 of the Hogwarts Charter, section 13B, I do not have to answer any questions that I feel are an intrusion on my private affairs" Xavier smirked at him

"And where did you get this information?"

"My Godfather" he said simply

"And who would that be?"

"I don't have to answer," Xavier smirked again "why don't you get to the bottom of why I'm really up here headmaster? I'm missing out on a free period and I had intended to go to the library to do research on a potion for Professor Snape's essay that he set yesterday…"

End Flashback…

Xavier grinned at the memory of the furious headmaster as he walked through the yard-way towards his Herbology lesson. As he got to the Greenhouse, Draco and Dudley met up with him

"Professor Sprout isn't here yet and we're the first ones here so we figured to be safe we'd wait out here" Dudley told him "What did the headmaster want this time?"

"He's trying to figure me out" said Xavier "And I am loving the chance to give the old git a headache at every opportunity!" he grinned


Meanwhile, Petunia was looking through some books with Lucius when she heard the fireplace crackle with magic, She grabbed her wand and walked into the front room, wand raised to attack, She nearly flinched when she saw Dumbledore

"Ah Professor Dumbledore. What a surprise!" She said with false sweetness that he seemed to buy
"Ah Petunia, I was hoping you would be in, not a bad time is it?" Dumbledore asked with a light smile

"Not at all! Please take a seat," She gestured to the couch "What can I do for you? Surely you must be busy up at the school?"

"I won't lie to you Petunia, im here about your Nephew, Harry," said Dumbledore "He's only been at the school two days and I have concerns about him"

"Oh? How so?" she asked

"Well first of all, at his Sorting, he declared he wasn't Harry Potter, but Xavier Riddle and whenever I try to talk to him, he shuts me out and blocks my questions with parts of the Hogwarts Charter" Dumbledore explained "I would like to know where he has got the impression he is the son of Voldemort from?"

"Well Dumbledore I wont lie to you" Petunia began "but the boy you think is called Harry Potter isn't, I found out just before his 11th birthday, I found a letter under my old school trunk whilst clearing out the attic, it was from Lily, explaining that James and she never had kids together, and that Tom was the only one she had ever slept with, and that 'Harry' was really Xavier Riddle, it was her last wish that if she had died for any reason when he was young, I was to tell him who he really was, before going to Hogwarts" Petunia lied perfectly

"May I see this letter?" Dumbledore asked

"If you must do, ill go to get it" Petunia left the room and went into the kitchen, Lucius, who had heard her story, handed her a yellowing parchment filled with neat handwriting

"You're a genius Luc!" She whispered, "He will never know!"

"I know, I try, and don't call me Luc!" Lucius replied

Petunia walked back into the front room to deal with Dumbledore

"Here you go" She handed him the letter, Dumbledore nodded and began to read;

My dearest Petunia

If you are reading this then it is, as I feared would happen, and I have passed onto the next life whilst my son is too young to remember me. But I have something to tell you dear sister, something that I think will both shock and upset you dearly, but its best you know the truth, even if I cant give it to you in person. My darling son isn't who you think he is, I have never slept, nor had consensual sex with James Harold Potter, and so 'Harry' is not his son as you were lead to believe. He is the son of my one true love, Thomas Marvolo Riddle, the one known as Lord Voldemort. Of course he knows about his son, whom we named Xavier, after my grandfather, Salazar, as Tom is Heir of Slytherin, and gave him Toms surname, as you know that Tom and I married in secret with only a few close friends and relations.

I dearly hope, if I am not there to tell him, that you will let him know who he is before he goes off to Hogwarts, he has every right to know his true heritage, just like you have to tell Dudley his father is a Squib!

All my love

Lily

Dumbledore looked up

"I see." He said, "then I will have to take matters into my own hands"

"And just what to you mean by that Dumbledore?" asked Petunia

"The boy will have to be closely watched Petunia, we wouldn't want him to get any…. ideas" Dumbledore stood up " I have to get back, you will be hearing from me shortly…" He used the Floo gate to return to Hogwarts….

After he had gone, Petunia ran into the kitchen and grabbed some paper and a pen from the side, she hastily wrote a note and stuck the letter inside it, she bound the letter with a flick of her wand, so that no-one but Xavier could read it and sent it off with her own Eagle Owl.


After Herbology; Xavier had his first Defence against the Dark Arts lesson, he strolled in and took a seat next to Draco just before the lesson started.

"G-Good M-Morning class, my n-name is Pr-Professor Quirrel and I am your teacher in d-defence ag-against the dark arts" the teacher, who wore an oddly smelling purple turban, had a slight stutter, as if he was scared of the students. Xavier smiled very slightly as the professor did the role call

"…. Xavier Riddle?" he said without stutter, Xavier nodded

"Yes sir" he called out loudly

"Riddle, see me after class" the stuttering professor told him

"Okay" he nodded

The lesson flew by swiftly, and Xavier found himself waiting for the other students to leave so that he could talk to the teacher on his own, Finally the last few Gryffindors left the room and professor Quirrel shut the door behind them

"Master Riddle, it is a pleasure to finally meet you" he said without a stutter "I trust my stuttering act will not hamper your studies?"

"I wouldn't think so," Xavier told him

"Good, your father had the idea because he doesn't want Dumbledore being aware he is here, especially with the ruckus you caused at the Sorting" He said with a smile, Xavier felt himself blush slightly

"Yes well I wont stand for any of his manipulative-ness" Xavier told him

"And you're right with it" said Quirrel "you have a lot of support here Master Riddle, your father sends his congratulations that you went into the right house for you, and asks you to tell him if you have any problems, just come to talk to me"

"I will do professor, tell my Father I thank him for his time, but I have to get to lunch as I feel a bit faint" Xavier stood up to leave

"Your father said to go, hurry and eat Xavier, it wouldn't do you well to end up with the Medi-witch so soon" Quirrel smiled at his retreating back.


The first week of term came to a close soon after Xavier first spoke to Quirrel, he found himself laden with homework, so much so, he nearly forgot to spend time working on his defences with Draco, and going through languages with Dudley like he promised his cousin he would do.

"C'mon Xavier, you've been at it for hours" Dudley complained

"Im nearly done Dudley please stop annoying me," Xavier finally snapped at him, Dudley sighed and turned to Draco, who was finishing off reading a copy of "Dark Arts; What's 'Legal' and More".
"What about you Draco? Fancy a game of chess?"

"Sure okay" Draco nodded "Ive got nothing better to do, im just waiting for Xavier to finish so I can ask him something" the blonde replied.

After getting defeated twice in a row by Dudley, Draco noticed that Xavier had finished his homework and was putting it away in his room; he got up from his chair and followed him

"Xavier, I have something to ask you, in private"

"Go on Draco" Xavier nodded

"Well, I was wondering, are you going to be gaining followers in Hogwarts?" he asked him nervously, Xavier eyed him critically

"I am not sure yet, but I have been thinking, my Father has the Dark Mark as his own symbol of his power, and I am working on my own to fire in the sky like Lucius was telling me, to be honest Draco, id rather just be an 11-year-old for now, and leave all that stuff until my father gains his body back, but yes, I probably will, and you and Dudley will be my Advisors" He told him "Now its late so im going to get to bed, and I suggest you do the same, its Potions first thing tomorrow with the Gryffindors, and if Longbottom is as lousy as we think he is, we're going to have to be on guard" Xavier walked off without bidding Draco a goodnight, sitting on his bed and closing the drapes around it with a snap.