Chapter 3: We're all mad here Part 2.

A/N Sorry about his being in two parts. I'm too lazy to try and think of family trees and it'll probably get to be too much (this was only going to be around 6 chapters and I'm nowhere near the main storyline yet) so they'll be a few time skips. Hopefully, this will be good. Enjoy : )

I do not own Harry Potter.

"Speaking"

Thinking

"Parseltongue" speech

Parseltongue thoughts

The next morning Harrison was the first one of his dorm mates awake. The other Slytherins had been in bed by the time he had arrived last night so it was only now that he could observe them. They were somewhat familiar to him, he had witnessed other memories of Dumbledore's before, but seeing them now made the whole back in time situation that much realer. As Harrison looked around the dorm he noticed how quiet it was. In Gryffindor tower the wind would be ramming against the walls threatening to knock it down and send it inhabitants to an early grave. The Slytherin dorms weren't like that; the room was quiet except for the sounds of breathing and shifting. It was darker here too- there was no moonlight underground- so dark that Harrison was wondering whether it was midday or midnight. A quick tempus told him that it was five am; the others would be awake soon and, as he hadn't been formally introduced, Harrison rapidly got dressed and moved down into the common room.

A week later Tom could be found pacing angrily back and forth across the common room, which was empty of the other Slytherins who had cleared out upon seeing his face, everyone knew not to mess with him now. The focus of his thoughts was that newest 'Slytherin' Harrison Porter. He excelled in Charms, defence e against the dark arts, and even muggle studies for Salazar's sake! All of Tom's followers gravitated towards the boy even though he showed no signs of knowing dark magic and his family history was weak at best. Just yesterday Malfoy had even suggested Tom invite him to join his followers! As Tom contemplated this the opening to the room opened and in stepped Porter, he had been having a friendly conversation with Nott but when he saw Tom his happy expression melted and he glared. Tom had no idea why Porter hated him, he didn't think that the younger boy knew about his 'club', but not to be outdone he sneered back and left the room (rather childishly) to go to his first class.

Harrison felt complete frustration with his situation. He needed Tom to trust him if he was going to get close enough to kill Tom without anyone suspecting him. The entire fate of the world rested on this (nothing new) but if he succeeded then his parents, Sirius, Cedric and countless others may be alive; he would have the family that he had always wanted! Tom just wasn't cooperating! Every time Harrison entered the room Tom left, even if he was busy. There was just no getting through to him.

Stupid stubborn Slytherins! Harrison was tired of them all. It was a clear night and Harrison found himself missing his life as Harry, he wanted to go home and forget this whole war but unfortunately he wouldn't have a home unless he did this. On the other hand, the only true home he had ever known was Hogwarts. He needed to think, so he went up to the astronomy tower that night.

"Oh, I'm sorry I thought it would be empty here." Harrison noticed the figure sat at the window as he walked into the room. "No it's fine. I was jus…Porter." The other boys tone changed dramatically and Harrison realised that he was talking to Tom Riddle. "Riddle." A pause. "What are you doing here?"

Tom was tired. He had a headache and it was too cold in the Slytherin dorms. He couldn't say this of course, it would ruin his reputation as the untouchable Slytherin ruler. "I'm stargazing for extra credit." There. Now Porter might actually leave.

"No, I don't think so. You don't even have a telescope set up. What are you really up to?" Salazar couldn't the boy just give up and leave already!

"Nothing." Tom stressed the word angrily. "Now, would you just leave?" Tom attempted to look fierce but all Harrison saw was a disgruntled kitten who looked too tired to fight. "I don't think I will." Tom was surprised by this. "Well, why not?" "Because I think it's time we…buried the hatchet so to say." Buried the hatchet? Harrison thought that this was the perfect opportunity, if he could get Tom to open up top him it would be that much easier to kill him when the time came; he put on an honest expression and walked slowly towards the older boy.

"We can start by you telling me why you're here, really." Tom still looked confused. He's kind of cute when he's…Wait. What am I thinking? "Fine Porter, if you must know, I am here because it was quiet." Harrison seemed to miss the point entirely and smiled at him. "I thought so too. It's nice." "It was nice." Tom replied already tired of the boy. What could his followers possibly see in Harrison Porter? "But." Oh great, why won't he just leave? "It's nicer when you're with someone, sometimes. You look lonely up here by yourself." Harrison leaned closer and smirked. "Are you lonely Tom? All those followers and not one friend." He leaned back then held out his hand. "We should start over I think. Hello, my name is Harrison Porter. What's yours?" "Will it get you to go?" Harrison just kept smiling, so Tom decided that was a maybe, he clearly wouldn't leave until Tom participated in this ridiculous event. "My name is Tom Marvolo Riddle. The pleasure is all mine." He shook Harrison's offered hand.

A/N There! Part 2 of Chapter 3 done : ) Hopefully the plot will move long a little faster now. Thanks for reading!

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