I wrote this during Physics today... Not exactly what I was supposed to be doing (which was nuclear fission) :/

Enjoy! x

McGonagall's POV

I apparated to the Potter's house again and sent my patronus off once I had located Voldemorts wand. We settled back down in the lounge and I got straight to the point.

"We know your story now, so what do you want to do?" I asked crisply, eager to finish the meeting and get back to the student progress reports waiting on my desk.

He looked me in the eye. "I'm going to bring every Death Eater I can into Hogwarts."

"What!?" I screeched, unable to comprehend what he was suggesting. "You are not going to endanger my students!"

"Calm down, Minerva. None of the students would be in the castle." Tom Riddle reasoned, appearing a bit panicked by my sudden outburst.

This gave me a slight pang of satisfaction to know that Dumbledore wasn't the only one who could intimidate Voldemort.

"We would have to act during the Easter holidays. No students aside from these four would be allowed to stay." He gestured to Potter, Weasley, Malfoy and Miss Granger. "The castle would have to be full of aurors and capable wizards and witches. All must be trustworthy, of course."

I glared coldly at him. "And just how do you suppose we are going to persuade all those Death Eaters to walk straight into this trap?" I retorted.

"I will inform them" he replied coolly, "that we will be storming the castle. Now that Dumbledore is no longer a threat, they will readily agree. They have grown restless in the time that has passed since the Ministry incident and they are eager to destroy something. As fro how they will enter the castle, I have acquired some interesting knowledge about an interesting artifact. It is called a vanishing cabinet."

Miss Granger inhaled sharply.

"I've heard of them." she said, looking awed.

"Of course" muttered Weasley, earning himself a jab in the ribs.

"A vanishing cabinet always has a twin." Hermione stated, eyes closed as if she were picturing a particular textbook page. "If you put an object in one, it will transport the object to the other, no matter how large the distance between them." she paused for a breath, then carried on. "It's really advanced magic and a difficult charm. Unfortunately, the only pair in existence is missing one. The other is located in a shop called Borgin and Burke."

"That must have been the cupboard I hid in!" Potter suddenly exclaimed. Five of us glanced curiously at him, while Weasley and Miss Granger snickered. "I came out of the fireplace in their in second year. Then the Malfoys came in and the cabinet was the only place I could find where they wouldn't see me." he explained.

"Well," I said. "Even if we did manage to convince the Death Eaters, we don't know where the other cabinet is."

"Alas, I believe you know of a Room of Requirement?" Riddle leaned forwards.

"Yeah," said Weasley. "We used it to learn Defense Against the Dark Arts last year when Umbridge wouldn't teach us."

"Yes" Riddle looked thoughtful. "That room became my refuge in school when I wanted to be alone. There was a particular form it took, full of junk from past students. A tall cabinet, just like the one in Borgin and Burkes resides in there. I believe if you can clear the room out, then it will be the perfect setup to catch a large crowd."

Potter nodded. "It's a good plan. Except for one thing. How do we know to trust you?"

The former dark Wizard looked sad. "Look at me. Look at what I've become. I never wanted this, but being a Slytherin was the only thing I knew. I followed the example and I hate myself for it. The only thing I have left to lose is my sanity, which is on its last tether. Doing this will not only help you, but it will help me too."

Harry blinked slowly. "Okay then." He glanced at me. "I think we should try it."

I sighed in defeat. Once again, he was wearing that look, the look that said he was going to do it anyway, no matter how much anyone protested.

"Very well. Arrangements will be made." I conceded.

"One more thing," Potter laid a steely glare on Voldemort. "this won't change what you've done. You're still the man who murdered my parents and godfather. Don't ever expect me to forgive you for that."

At this, Riddle averted his eyes to his lap. "I didn't even consider it."