Chapter Six: Tom

Tom walked out of the Potions room felling happy. He had done well in Potions and grew close to Professor Slughorn and excepted him as a happy and cheerful man. Tom was also very good with Potions, knowing the difference of what a bezoar and unicorn hair could do. Slughorn (Tom had noticed) had taken Tom as his favorite student and put him in the spotlight as many times as he could, he could swear that Scorpius had looked at Tom with jealousy, he just had to wait for the private session.

After thinking this he bumped into a girl who was dressed in green and sliver robes, Slytherin quidditch captain thought Tom. The girl was tall for her age and stood over Tom like a tree. In fact her expression was very blank until she saw who she bumped into.

"Are you Tom? Tom Riddle?" She asked.

"Wha-Oh, yes. Why?" Tom answered back scared.

"Well, the Slytherin team is looking for a small but good person on a broomstick and we got a Lightning Reviver for them, a broom that's even better than that Firebolt the new Gryffindor Seeker has and I think you'd do well, plus I was asking Slughorn if we could move our practices up for today and he said he'll check with McGonagall." The girl babbled. Tom was awestruck by how fast she talked and wondered if all Quidditch captains were like this.

"Oh, um well if Slughorn does except the offer I might try for Seeker," Tom stated. Although one question was itching in the back of his head, he just had to ask.

"Who's the Gryffindor Seeker?" Tom blurted.

"What? Oh Albus Potter, you know, James Potters brother, both of them are on the Quidditch team James is the Keeper." The girl explained. Tom wasn't surprised at all, someone told him that Albus would be a good Seeker, considering he was the son of two Seekers. Harry Potter and Ginny Wesley.

" , yeah I might try it out." Tom said, prying his memory for someone who told him that the Potters were good Quidditch players. Nothing. He could remember nothing. Frustrated, he headed to his next lesson. Defense against the Dark arts.

Tom followed some of Malfoy's gang to the classroom and tried to stay in the shade while he saw Albus and Lupin chatting away, the Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson was with the Gryffindors and Tom knew it wouldn't go well. Tom grabbed his bag and took out his D.A.D.A books and opened them, there was a new and fresh smell that invited Tom to read.

Spells are very important, especially if your fighting against the Dark Arts. Some spells are bad and some are good, some amusing, but three spells used by Dark wizards, can be horrible that brings us to the Unforgivable curses.

Crucio: The torturing curse

Imperio: The mind controlling curse

Avada Kedavra: The killing curse

Tom didn't read on, he thought to save it for later. Suddenly, someone pushed him against a wall.

Scorpius.

Tom knew what he had to do, everyone turned to look at them now. Scorpius told him what to do.

Scorpius smiled.

"So, Riddle. Lets see how well your skills are, if you can blast any thing with that wand of yours." Scorpius sneered, glancing at Tom's raised his wand at Scorpius.

"Furnunculus!" Tom yelled. The spell blasted at Malfoy. When Tom looked at what he had done, Scorpius was covered in boils and pimples, a teenage nightmare. Scorpius was horrified, he ran away screaming and waving his hands in the air. Tom backed away and looked around seeing Albus grinning, Lupin standing with his mouth wide open, Scorpius's gang of Slytherins and some other Gryffindor's who just arrived. Suddenly, Tom was in the middle of a gang of Slytherins. Scorpius told them about his plan though, they weren't mad. Tom smiled.

"Good going with Malfoy, jinxing him like that, you've got potential." Albus said with a whisper as a man stepped in the classroom, elegantly walking past the students and up to the desk.

"Yeah, well Scorpius told me to do it, I'll explain later."

The man coughed and looked up at the hushed students, he had blond messy hair and apple green eyes, a warm smile that greeted the children kindly, overall good features.

"Hello everyone!" The man said in a enthusiastic voice. "Hello sir." Mumbled the Slytherins while the Gryffindors all smiled and answered "Hello sir!" In a happier voice.

"Welcome to your Defense against the Dark Arts class! I am Professor Wolfheart. Now, the Dark Arts by themselves, have always been very, painful. As you all may know, the last and great force of Dark Magic was defeated 17 years ago by Harry Potter. The Boy-Who-Lived. That Dark force was Lord Voldemort." Many people shivered at the Dark Lords name but Tom was used to it, he called the Dark Lord Voldemort all the time. Plus, Tom could see that Albus must be used to it. Seeing as it was his father who defeated him.

"I see some people haven't adapted to the name, but some of you have. You boy, what's your name?" Professor Wolfheart pointed at Albus.

"Albus, Albus Potter." He answered back meekly.

"Ah, I see, Harry's son, are you?" The professor answered.

"You, know him?" Albus choked.

"My son works at the ministry with him. You, who are you, I see you don't mind the name." Professor Wolfheart nodded at Tom casually.

"Tom sir, Tom Riddle." Tom said.

"Riddle? Tom Riddle? My, well very nice name. Yes." Wolfheart seemed shaken.

"Well, anyway, today we have more important things on the manner. We're doing a quiz!" Said Wolfheart ecstatically. Some children groaned and some sat up straight. As Wolfheart passed out the papers Tom raised his hand.

"Sir, what's this quiz about?"

"Defending your self against the Dark Arts Tom. You will have 3 minutes to complete it, or at least try to complete it, it doesn't count towards your grades, just a little quiz to see if you've read your books," Professor Wolfheart reached his desk again and was left with on piece of paper. "Is any one missing?" The confused Professor asked.

"Malfoy sir. I think he's gone to the Hospital wing." Said a Gryffindor in the back.

"Ah, okay, in that case I'll have Mr. Malfoy do this after he comes back. Any way, you may now, begin." He shot out a purple jet from his wand and a hourglass was summoned before the students eyes, they all scrambled to get out their quills, and soon the sound of quills scratching paper filled the room.

Three minutes later Professor Wolfheart announced "That's it! Your time is up!" He jumped up and the hourglass disappeared in a whisp of smoke. He scrolled down the tables and collected the sheets, viewing each one. After he returned to his desk he said, "Well, lets see, most of you did a great job! Most of you actually! Ah, but I see, Tom, you've outdone yourself! 'What is the minor Dark magic that flips your opponent back.' You answered this one correctly, tall me, how did you know that 'Flipendo.' Was the right curse?"

"Well sir, Malfoy's cousin, Rodmin, blasted me with it this morning before Potions." Tom hesitated before saying Rodmin's name.

"Amazing! Well, not for you I hope," He chuckled. "Well, fantastic, everyone knows their Defense against the Dark Arts well, maybe you'll all get a Outstanding in your O.W.L.S! Only five years from now! Well, you are dismissed, have a good lesson!" He shouted at the students rushing out of the door, all except for one.

"Tom? What are you doing? A boy like you, I heard from Professor Slughorn that you're a natural at Potions!"

"Well, sir I wanted to ask, why you looked shocked when I said who I was?" The teacher hesitated and took a deep breath, turning around slowly he looked at Tom.

"Well, I… It's something to discuss later Tom, maybe, In your 3rd year."

"But, sir! That's two years away from now!" Tom was annoyed.

"Tom, I want you to go to your next lesson, we will discuss it soon." Tom stormed out the room. The professors were acting weird at Tom's arrival, all except Dumbledore and Slughorn. Adjusting his bag over his shoulder, he heard the occasional laughter coming from the paintings. Then the Slytherin Quidditch captain rushed over to Tom with the rest of her team mates.

"Hey! Tom! Seeker try outs are going on now!" She yelled whilst running to the pitch. Tom stopped and saw Albus peek his head around a corner, "Tom, you coming?" Tom shook his head,

"Just a sec. Tell McGonagall I'm in the Hospital Wing." Albus nodded and headed of to Transfiguration. Tom ran backwards and changed to sprinting normally, chasing after the Quidditch team, as he turned a corner he saw Scorpius bolting around to the courtyard nodding at him, Madame Pomfrey had obviously cleaned all the pimples and boils from his face. Scorpius sprinted towards Tom with agility and elbowed him, Tom halted and rubbed the side and saw that Scorpius had also stabbed him with his wand. They were still acting though. He looked up to see Scorpius grinning at his success.

"Oi! Tom come on!" He saw the Captain yell at him.

"What's wrong Riddle? To scared to handle me?" Scorpius sneered. Tom groaned and pretended to fall on his knees, Scorpius smirked with a triumphant look and kneeled down to Tom. THUMP! Tom had punched him in the face and leaped to his feet, stomped on Scorpius's foot and his smirk was wiped of his face with agony.

"Yeah! Go Tom!" Tom whipped his head to see Albus, Lupin and James pumping their fists in the air. Tom dodged Scorpius's poor ambush of flailing his arms (Which seemed like a punch) and bolted to the pitch, jumping in the air and cheering as Scorpius moaned, clutching his foot and face that had a bloody nose. Tom had succeeded to bring Scorpius to Madame Pomfrey twice in one day. Just what Scorpius had wanted. Tom reached the Quidditch pitch and was amazed at the gleaming hoops and freshly cut grass. He saw a group of silver and green robes and ran to the Quidditch team.

"All right Seekers, your task is simple, since we already tried the brooms out the team will play a game of Quidditch while all you guys on your brooms will try to find the Golden Snitch. The first one to find it will become the Seeker." The Captain said. Tom saw Scorpius's cousin, Rodmin shooting him a nasty look as he flew up to the air with the other players. All the students scrambled to get a broom and mounted them, Tom took the last one and mounted his too. The captain raised her whistle as the children got ready, beside Tom was a girl with light brown hair and sky blue eyes.

"Hey, what's the captains name? I was late." The girl looked at Tom and Tom was surprised that she had a cheerful smile.

"Aria. Her names Aria." The girl said in a dreamy voice.

"Thanks, what's your name? I'm Tom. Tom Riddle."

"Oh I've heard of you!" Uh oh, Tom thought, "You're very brave. Standing up to Scorpius like that. I'm Jenna."

"Nice to meet you Jenna, good luck." Tom nodded after hearing it was a good reason hearing about him.

"Right! On my whistle." Aria yelled over the natter.

"Three!" Tom breathed in deeply and glanced at Jenna,

"Two!" She might become Seeker. But, no. Tom couldn't think about that.

"PHEE!" Aria blew into the whistle and everyone flew in the air, Tom looked for Jenna and saw her speeding around, her eyes darting around everywhere. Tom flew higher and higher until the Quaffle and Bludgers were little specks, trying to find the Snitch up here was no good so he descended and kept his eyes peeled open. He was dangling in the air, when he saw a girl speeding around the edge, it was Jenna! Tom clenched his broom and soared towards her, he could see the Snitch. She had a better eye than him and wondered that she would definitely become Seeker. As he sped of towards her, he glanced behind and saw a big boned boy heading towards him at full speed. Tom tried to make his broom go faster, it budged a little but he could see the boy was aiming right towards him. Unexpectedly, a Bludger slammed against the boy's head, hitting him hard. The determined look of triumph was wiped of his face like Scorpius's.

Tom was horrified and saw which direction the Bludger came from, he could still see Aria's hand extended with the bat in hand looking straight at Rodmin.

"Oh my goodness! I didn't mean to hit him!" Aria shrieked, Tom focused on the Snitch and saw that Jenna had her hand outstretched, groping the shiny golden surface. Tom dashed towards her, edging around until their shoulders met.

"So, lovely day isn't it?" Tom asked in a polite voice.

"If you're trying to catch me off guard, it won't work Tom." Jenna said with a smile. Tom was happy, for once he was really, truly enjoying himself. He felt as if he knew her, as if he was used to her. But surely Jenna didn't know him. He was just a random boy, who might be working for Lord Voldemort, trying to bring him back. Tom shifted forward on his broom and bit his lip.

Almost.

There.

But no! Jenna sped ahead and twirled in the air with her broom as she whisked into one of the scoring hoops, how could she do that? She has talent. He thought to himself. He maneuvered his way around the hoops and lowered himself to the emerald green pitch, just skimming across it he saw someone enter the stadium. Scorpius. His robe was billowing behind him and his face was sheer embarrassment. Dry blood was smeared across his nose and one shoe was missing with a sock hanging of his arm, his foot was swollen and red.

"Riddle!" He roared. Rodmin, up above shot a look to his cousin and jumped of his broom, flying down and bringing it with him. He placed his large hands on Scorpius's face and it looked as if he was scolding him. Rodmin grabbed him by the ear and walked of the pitch.

"Rodmin's ashamed of him after McGonagall told him off." Said a voice behind Tom, startling him. He turned to see Jenna on her broomstick, laying back with her feet out and resting on the tip of the broom. All right, now she's just showing off. No, she's trying to annoy you, and she's doing a well job at it. He thought.

"So, where'd you learn to fly like that?" He asked.

"My father. He's a Quidditch player."

"Interesting." This is my chance, she's distracted. Tom shot In front of Jenna, knocking her he tried grabbing the Snitch.

"Come on, come on, come on!" He muttered. BAM! Jenna had knocked him and they were battling. Tom kept on getting knocked of his broom and Jenna was overpowering him. Who ever her father is, I need lessons from him. Tom grumbled and went underneath her, then jerking up to knock her off with the end of his broom. Jenna slid back and was now hanging of her broom, Tom watched as she lifted herself up and swung into the air, sailing past Tom, he saw her broom following her and it almost knocked Tom off of it wasn't for him speeding towards her.

Tom braced himself as he thought of the most stupidest thing in the world.

He stood up shaking, and then walked over to the end of his broom, he stepped on the tip and flipped in the air. His broom followed him and he was continuously walking on it, then flipping of it until he reached at a stop and saw the Snitch, checking behind him was Jenna, gaping at him and grinning. She was flying over and gave Tom a nod. Tom sped on his broom to the floor and stretched his hand as far as it would go, he bit his lip and saw Scorpius entering the pitch again and looking at Tom with disgust and anger. Tom felt a little boost in the broom. He could see the Snitch getting bigger and he tried stretching even more. His fingers just brushed the gold and he felt a sudden rush of determination running through him. He reached forward and then he was grasping the Snitch in his hand, he saw Jenna grinning and lowering to the ground, Scorpius boiling with anger and rage, Rodmin clutching his broom so tight his hands were red. As Tom lowered to the ground he saw Jenna rushing towards him and giving him a smile which was from one side of her face to the other.

"Thomas Riddle. You are a amazing Seeker." Jenna puffed, tired from running. No one had ever called him Thomas before, but either way Jenna must've been proud of him.

"Well, you could've gotten the Snitch when I was flying around, you were just grasping it but then you saw me and let go of it." Tom answered back.

"Yes, well…" Jenna started, "Did you do it on purpose?" Tom said.

Jenna turned pinkish and looked at the ground.

"Yes, I did. You just seemed so sad, as if you had nothing while I have everything, a mansion, my own Quidditch pitch, my fathers a famous Quidditch player. I basically have tons of stuff, the list could go on and on. Malfoy doesn't deserve to be Seeker so I let you get the Snitch." Jenna explained. Tom was shocked that Jenna wasn't in Hufflepuff but shrugged it of, all that was important was that there were two mistakes made at the Sorting.

"Well everyone! We have our Seeker! Tom, Rodmin will come by in a lesson to give you your robes, and Jenna I'll come by because you will be the substitute Seeker. Thank you everyone else who participated. Have a good day." Aria yelled. Tom turned to Jenna, "If it wasn't for you I wouldn't be the Seeker." Tom said.

"Plus if it wasn't for you asking Aria's name I wouldn't have a friend," Jenna replied, smiling. "What lesson do you have next?" She asked. Tom felt happy as Jenna said this, she accepted him as a friend. Albus and James just hanged with him from time to time and Lupin still hasn't accepted Tom yet, but Jenna was a true friend, letting him become the Seeker.

"I've got History of Magic with just Slytherins." Tom said.

"Great! Shall we both go?" Jenna replied cheerfully. Tom nodded and smiled. The two Slytherins walked out of the pitch and into the stone hallway leading to the History of Magic classroom. Tom and Jenna were talking about Quidditch when Tom found a bit of parchment on the floor. It said: Inigo Doreen.

"What is it." Jenna asked.

"A bit of parchment, thats all. It's someone called Ingio Doreen's."

"Are you going to keep it, or return it."

"Return it of course," Tom said. "Have you ever heard of someone called Ingio Doreen? I haven't." Jenna didn't respond for a while, she was thinking.

"Yeah, he's in Slytherin, his parents are really dark, I think he's in Rodmin's year. Just watch out, I heard he's a bit...unstable." Jenna warned. Tom nodded.

"Have any idea where he might be now?"

"He usually misses most of his classes so he might be in the Common Room." Jenna advised. Tom thanked her and found the staircase to the dungeons. When he reached the door, he said, "Introeo" He walked in and stood in the Room for a while, and thats when he heard something crash.