A/N so here is the next chapter, not that anyone is reading this. Please do tell me what you think of it!
Harry was aware of a rushing sound in his ears. A feeling of heaviness, and then the unpleasant realization that he was rapidly approaching the ground at high speed. Then contact, painful contact, with said ground. He lay there and waited for the pleasantness of unconscious to take him.
Tom Riddle looked out the window in complete and utter boredom. That fool Dumbledore was jabbering on about some 'highly advanced theory'. Highly advanced, he thought sarcastically, I mastered this in third year. Imbeciles, all of them. Though lovable imbeciles. He grinned to himself, looking over to the group of people whom he called friends. I should be ashamed of myself, half of them are Gryffindors! He returned to gazing out the window. The sky was clear, except for a falling shape. Probably a falcon he mused. Looking more closely Tom relised that it would have to be a very large falcon, without wings, and falling without control.
"HOLY MERLIN"
The whole class (including Dumbledore) started in shock as the usually quite Tom Riddle jumped up from his seat and rushed out of the room. The class looked at each other in bewilderment, then as one followed him.
Tom frantically run through the corridors and down the stairs, it couldn't be, but he had been so sure. He had seen a boy, falling, without a broom in sight. As he catapulted out the school doors and onto the grounds, he wondered what the hell he was doing. This was completely out of character, normally not that this is a regular occurrence Tom thought with wry humour. Normally he would have put up his hand and drawled in a bored voice "Professor, I think it might interest you to know that there is currently a young boy falling from the sky, with no broom".
Yes, there was definitely something wrong with him. For one thing he had almost felt a connection with the boy, Insane, he knew.
Tom came to the Quidditch field, about 5 seconds later the rest of the class entered, to behold an amazing, and slightly terrifying sight.
10:45:06
A small black haired boy was falling to earth, seemingly without doing anything to stop himself.
10:45:40
Tom Riddle was streaming across the Quidditch pitch towards him.
10:45:50
Tom Riddle drew his wand and began to chant "arresto…"
10:46
The boy hit the ground with a sickening thud.
Harry's vision was almost entirely filled with blackness when someone leaned over him. The someone looked an awful lot like the Tom Riddle from the chamber of secrets, but that would be impossible, thought Harry blurrily, and then he passed out.
Dominick Potter was the first to break out of the thrall that held the whole class. He ran over to where Tom was now leaning over the boy.
"Oh Merlin Tom, what happened?"
Tom looked up, shaken by the morning's events. "Well obviously I know the answer to that, he was bungee jumping and his cord broke"
"Easy Tom, I was just asking, no need for sarcasm". In the background people were screaming, some had caught a glimpse of the bone sticking out from the boys arm, and were retching. Others were screaming for a healer, most of them were simply screaming.
Dumbledore's voice broke through the hysteria. "Silence, Adrian I want you to got get Madam Althea, tell her to hurry" Dumbledore walked over to Tom and stood beside him, looking down at the mysterious boy that fell from the sky.
A/N there you go, these things are so bloody short. I know I suck at writing, but it would be nice if someone verified it.