Undone
by Healer Pomfrey
All recognizable characters belong to J. K. Rowling, and I am not earning anything by writing this story.
I am not a native speaker of English. Please excuse my mistakes.
COMPLETELY AU! Partly OOC.
It is my story, and I intend to write it the way I want it. If you don't like it, don't read it.
Reviews are very welcome, as they inspire my muse. Thank you very much for the kind feedback on the previous chapter!
"There's something that I'd like to tell you," Lily began to speak, just when everyone was finished with their deserts. Seeing all eyes turned to her, she continued, "Most people believe that it was Voldemort AKA Tom Riddle who killed us. However, this is not exactly true."
"Lily, are you nuts?" Sirius spoke up, glaring at his friend.
"Now wait and let Lily explain," Remus countered.
"Exactly," Severus threw in.
"Tom Riddle was forced by the ministry to marry Dolores Umbridge. However, she's nothing but an evil bitch, and she arranged all the bad things that Tom did by putting him under the Permanent Imperius curse," Lily continued in a firm voice.
"Lily, are you sure about this?" Severus blurted out, seemingly horrified.
"Yes, I'm certain," Lily confirmed. "Tom never wanted to be a Dark Lord. He only ever did one bad thing in his life, and that was when he took over Quirinus Quirrell's body after Quirrell was killed by a troll earlier this year."
Everyone turned their eyes to stare at the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor.
"Yes," Tom admitted. "Everything is exactly as Lily explained it."
"Do you have any proof?" Sirius enquired, still doubtful.
Harry let out a long sigh. "My word is proof enough," he said in a firm voice. "If Tom was still Voldemort, he'd believe in the prophecy and would have killed me on Halloween, when we were both alone in the hospital wing. He even had my wand, and no one would have suspected him if he'd killed me."
"I swear on my magic that everything is as Lily Potter explained it," Tom added, sincerely.
A huge discussion broke out after this revelation, however, by the end of the party, everyone had promised to keep Tom's identity a secret for the time being, and Tom had gained several more allies. In fact, each of the assembled members had decided to join Tom and Harry in their long-term fight against the ministry and its bigoted regulations.
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From that time onwards, Tom and his allies met every Sunday evening, taking turns assembling in Remus' and Sirius' rooms and in the Snape-Dumbledore quarters. The main topic of these evenings was the planning of the new ministry and above all the acquirement of more allies.
As the weeks passed, Harry, Luna and Gwendolyn occasionally spoke with students from Wallace house about the betrothal and marriage regulations in order to get to know their opinions, while the adults discussed the same topic with trustworthy friends and acquaintances.
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One evening, when the group was assembled in the Snape-Dumbledore quarters, Tom unexpectedly asked Sirius, "Would you be willing to take over the Defence Against the Dark Arts class?"
Sirius stared at his colleague in disbelief. "Of course I would rather teach Defence Against the Dark Arts than History of Magic," he finally replied. "But why?"
Tom let out a long sigh, before he replied, "I'd prefer to be myself, Tom Riddle or better yet Tom Gaunt, instead of Quirinus Quirrell. However, I can't just take my real name, first of all because I look like Quirrell and secondly because I don't want Dolores to know that I'm alive at all. Albus will believe that the curse is still on the position, although I've already taken it off at the beginning of the school year, so that you'll be able to remain on the position as long as you wish."
"What are you going to do if I may ask?" Severus queried, quirking an eyebrow.
Tom smirked. "I'm planning on de-aging myself to… How old are you, Harry? Eleven?" Seeing Harry nod, he added, "To eleven or twelve, so that I'll be in the same class as Harry and his friends."
"The headmaster is not exactly stupid, you know," Severus replied, pensively. "If you just de-age yourself, you're still going to look like Quirrell, and from your name, he'll know who you are."
"So I'd need someone to blood adopt me, even if I'm not willing to do anything about the name," Tom said, pensively, before he turned to Sirius. "Sirius, are you in contact with your brother Regulus?"
Sirius stared at Tom in clear disbelief. "My brother died years ago," he then replied, indignantly.
"No, he did not," Tom contradicted before enquiring, "Does anyone have a trustworthy house-elf who is a little familiar with the Ministry of Magic?"
"My elf Cicero is quite clever," Severus informed him and called out, Cicero."
An instant later, the relatively tall elf stood in front of Severus, bowing deeply.
"Cicero," Tom directly addressed the elf. "Among the Unspeakables at the Ministry of Magic, there's one wizard who originally went by the name Regulus Black. I don't know what name he goes by as an Unspeakable. Can you fetch him here?"
"I shall try," Cicero replied and popped away.
About fifteen minutes later, the elf was back. "I apologize for the delay, but I had to find Regulus Black first. He goes by the name Blackbird."
All of a sudden, a grey figure came into sight next to the elf.
"Regulus?" Sirius blurted out in apparent excitement.
"My name's Blackbird," Regulus replied, sounding a little distanced.
"Is that really you?" Sirius asked, eyeing the wizard in front of him with a combination of disbelief and delight.
"What can I do for you?" Regulus enquired, glancing around.
"It was me who sent the elf after you," Tom spoke up, looking at his former friend. "It's me, Tom Riddle."
"Tom? Is that true?" Regulus asked, for the first time showing an emotion of joy in his otherwise blank face.
"Yes, but I'm stuck in this body and with the name of its original owner," Tom replied, sighing, "which is why I need your help. Would you be willing to blood adopt me, so that I can add your features to this body and go back to my own name?"
"Anything for you," Regulus replied. "Just be careful. She's still the undersecretary of the minister and as strong as ever."
"I hope to be able to drag her to court eventually, maybe in a few years' time," Tom assured the younger wizard, who had been his good friend ever since Regulus had finished Hogwarts.
"What do I need to do?" Regulus enquired, causing Tom to look at Severus in silent question.
"Just allow me to take three drops of your blood," Severus instructed Regulus and gathered the required drops from the Unspeakable's elbow in a small phial.
"Regulus, just tell me why?" Sirius blurted out, staring at his brother.
"Sorry Sirius, it had nothing to do with you, rather with Mum," Regulus replied, sighing. "I wished I could just retire from being an Unspeakable and go back to leading a normal life. Unfortunately, that's not possible, as the Unspeakables won't let me go."
"You will eventually," Tom promised and explained his plan about overthrowing the Ministry of Magic.
"I have an idea," Harry spoke up, slightly hesitantly.
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"Would the Ministry perhaps let you go to teach Defence Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts?" Harry suggested, only to add, "provided that Sirius will be willing to remain the History of Magic professor, a really good one as I might add."
Sirius shrugged. "Of course."
"I'll ask my boss and will get back to you as soon as possible," Regulus promised, before he readjusted his hood and simply popped away, causing everyone to stare at the empty spot in surprise.
"Oh Merlin, I didn't even thank him for allowing me the blood adopting potion," Tom suddenly recalled, looking horrified.
"That's fine," Sirius said, reassuringly. "When are you going to take it?"
"During the summer holidays after de-aging myself," Tom replied, grinning.
'He'll make a good Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher,' Luna thought to Harry, seemingly contented.
'Well, it would be great for Sirius to have his brother back,' Harry replied, feeling very happy at the idea.
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During the following days, Harry almost forgot about the matter with Tom's de-aging and Regulus, as everyone almost continuously spoke either about the end of year tests or about the last Quidditch match of the season, Wallace versus Hufflepuff. So far, Wallace had won all games, and they only needed a tie game in order to win the Quidditch Cup.
Harry felt fairly relaxed as he cruised above the game, knowing that he could catch the Snitch at any time without overly be bothered by the goal situation, especially since Wallace took on the lead after just a minute. The Snitch tried to hide in the low hanging clouds, however, Harry managed to spot and – after a huge dive that mislead his opponent – catch it after thirty-nine minutes of playing.
A feeling of happiness overcame him, when Madam Hooch shouted, "Harry Potter caught the Snitch, Wallace wins 210 – 30."
A few minutes later, headmaster Dumbledore handed the Quidditch cup to Angelina, who passed it along to Rosie Dumbledore.
Rosie lifted the cup for everyone to see, before she thanked her house team and promised to display the cup on the shelf in her office.
"Thanks everyone for a nice play," Angelina shouted in apparent enthusiasm and invited all other four house teams and their second teams to join the winning team for their victory party in the Wallace common room.
Harry had never seen the common room so crowded, but everyone enjoyed themselves, and the Wallace students loved having students from other houses visit.
'It's especially fun when they come after we won a match,' Luna thought to Harry in apparent amusement.
'Well, there probably wouldn't be a party if we lost,' Harry thought back, grinning.
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To the Wallace students' joy, Wallace did not only win the Quidditch cup but also the House cup, and all Wallace students received two chameguise points in their house hourglasses. On the last Saturday of the school year, before the older students were allowed to go to Hogsmeade, each of the students received a voucher from Flourish & Blotts in Hogsmeade with amounts that varied according to their respective number of chameguise points in their hourglass.
"Excuse me, Professor, but how are we going to use them?" Hermione asked, staring at her voucher in clear excitement.
"Please don't say that we have to wait a year, before we'll be allowed to go to Hogsmeade, Professor," Luna added, giving the teacher a puppy-dog look.
Rosie chuckled. "No dears, my husband and I will accompany the nine of you to Hogsmeade tomorrow morning, provided that you wish to go?" she asked, grinning upon the overwhelming applause.
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Harry and Luna thoroughly enjoyed their visit to Hogsmeade. They had only been to the village once during the previous summer with Sirius. However, it was much more fun together with their classmates.
'We're really lucky that Professor Dumbledore is so nice and has an equally nice husband,' Luna thought to Harry, who agreed full heartedly.
'I'm still wondering how he makes his robes billow behind himself,' Harry thought back, grinning in amusement as he observed the professor's dark blue robes move in an impressive way.
'Ask him?' Luna suggested, smirking.
'No thanks,' Harry replied, before he turned his attention to Hermione, still somehow feeling sorry for the girl, who was the only of the Wallace first-years without a partner.
"Harry, we must invite Hermione to visit us during the summer holidays," Luna whispered to him, when they were on their way back to Hogwarts.
"All right," Harry replied, giving the girl a questioning look.
However, Luna was wearing her usual dreamy expression of contentedness, which made Harry not even expect a response.
"Hermione," he called over to the girl, catching up with her. "Would you perhaps like to visit us during the summer holidays? Luna, Gwendolyn and I should be here in the castle during the whole summer."
"I'd love that, Harry," Hermione replied, eagerly. "I thought students weren't allowed to stay at Hogwarts during the summer holidays though."
"Yeah, but you're not going to stay as a student but as our friend," Luna spoke up. "You'll stay with either of us, either in Professors Black's and Lupin's quarters or in my father's rooms. They're next to each other anyway."
"Thank you so much. I'm going to write to my parents and ask right away," Hermione replied, seemingly happy.
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Too soon for Harry's liking, the school year was over, and all Wallace students apart from Luna, Gwendolyn and him returned home. Of course, he was glad to have his future wife along with one of his best friends with him, but that did not mean that he did not miss everyone else.
However, the holidays, which at first seemed very long and possibly boring, turned out to become quite exciting.
While the headmaster had announced at the leaving feast that Professor Quirrell had retired as the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor and that Regulus Black had accepted the position for the next school year, Tom unobtrusively made his way to Remus' and Sirius' quarters to stay in hiding for the two months until Regulus would arrive at Hogwarts.
Regulus and Tom had decided to officially make Regulus Tom's guardian in order to make Tom's appearance more believable for the headmaster.
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"Tom?" Harry asked the older wizard one evening, when the usual members of their weekly planning meetings were assembled in his godfathers' quarters. "When are you going to de-age yourself?"
"I was thinking to do it around your birthday, shortly before Regulus is going to be here," Tom replied, pensively. "The problem is that I only realised the day before yesterday that I'm going to have a big problem."
"And what might that be?" Harry enquired, noticing that everyone stared at Tom in clear surprise.