Hey, I'm still in Scotland but I had some time so here's the next chapter. I'm sorry for taking so long.

And so Riddle began...

'First off, I don't want to kill all muggleborns and half-bloods. I would be a hypocrite if I did. You see my mother, Merope Gaunt, was a pureblood witch, but she fell in love with a muggle. This muggle was Tom Riddle.

She was so deeply infatuated with him that she used a love potion to make him fall in love with her. Because she loved a muggle her family didn't want to have anything to do with her, so she lived with him.

In the time they were together, she got pregnant. She thought that since she was having his child he would stay with her even without using a love potion, so she stopped giving him the potions.

In the end, she was wrong. Without the potion affecting his mind, he kicked her out of his house as fast as humanly possible; and she was left alone to fend for herself.

She gave birth to me on the 31st of December. This was also the date of her death. After my birth she only managed to name me after my father. The man she still loved even after he left her to die.'

Harry looked confused as Riddle stopped, but when he saw how much Riddle had to fight with himself to stay calm, he understood why. Just as Harry was about to say something, Riddle continued.

'I was brought to an orphanage, and I'm sure you can imagine what happened there. A magical child in a muggle orphanage in the middle of a war. It wasn't a nice stay. In the beginning, it was like any other orphanage; with some bullies and strict patrons, but it became worse as I grew older. Strange things happened around me when I was angry or afraid.'

'Accidental Magic' Harry said.

'Yes. My magic tried to help me, but it just made my stay in the orphanage worse. However, one day an old man came to the orphanage. He wanted to speak with me, and I told him how I could make things move without touching them, and how I could speak with snakes.

He told me what I was, and I asked him if he could take me away from that horrible place. He said I would get away from it soon, but it wasn't until years later that I could actually get away forever. Then was the time I could go to Hogwarts. I asked him every year if I could live at the school in the summer and get away from the orphanage, but he always said that I couldn't. That it wasn't to be.

After I graduated Hogwarts I wanted to change the wizarding world. I wanted to change the laws restricting the so called Dark Creatures and I wanted to change the school system. I wanted to make it so that muggleborn children and magical orphans could go to something like a primary school, so that they could learn about the wizarding world before turning 11.

The way it is now, muggleborn children come into this world and see how different we are from what they're used to. They want to change it so it's more like the world they know. They see people that are different, not normal humans, and label them dark. They want to celebrate Christmas instead of Yule, Halloween instead of Samhain, but Yule and Samhain are important magical dates, and without them being celebrated properly, magic will slowly die out. It can't go on like this.' Riddle bit out angrily.

'I agree with you, but how come everyone thinks you want to kill the muggleborns?' Harry asked.

'It's all because of Dumbledore' Riddle spat out.

'Dumbledore wants to be the most powerful man in the wizarding world. If I would tell others what I think, I would be a threat to his power, so he told everyone that I was the next Dark Lord and was not to be trusted. He did raids and told everyone that it was my work while he and his order tried to stop it. Everything was staged by him.'

This shocked Harry greatly. He knew that Dumbledore wasn't the friendly grandfather like he wanted everyone to believe, but Harry didn't think he was that bad. This would explain some things though. For example, it finally answered why he had to live with his abusive relatives. He wanted to be the only person Harry believed in. The person that saved him from those horrible muggles.

'I… I think I'll help you, but I don't want to be one of your minions. I don't want to be marked.' Harry said firmly.

'That's alright, I had no plans to mark you anyway. For now, I think it would be best if you stay in this Manor. I don't know if Dumbledore has noticed that you're not at your relative's anymore, but when he does, he'll search for you, and I don't want you to be anywhere near him. I'd prefer if you stay here in the Manor.' Riddle said.

'Ok, I also don't want to go back yet. I don't know about when Hogwarts starts again, but for now I'll stay here. As long as you tell your minions not to attack me.' Harry said with a small smile.

'Of course. You'll probably only see some of my Inner circle, but I'll tell everyone that you're off limits.' Riddle said.

'I have a question. What should I call you? Do I have to call you Lord Voldemort?' Harry asked a bit unsure.

'No. You can call me Tom like most of the Inner circle do.' Riddle, no Tom said.

'Should I show you around?' Tom asked looking a bit unsure.

'Yeah that would be great, thanks.' Harry answered with a smile.

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