It's been three years since the chamber of secrets…I still haven't forgot Tom Riddle… How could I forget him? He changed everything, literally. Despite everything he actually cared about me as a person not just some stupid hero or a victim. Yes he almost killed me but well 'kematian adalah berkat' ,death is a blessing. Even now three years later he confuses me like no one's ever done before, I get absolutely nothing about Tom Marvelo Riddle but then again I understand Voldermort. Voldermort wants magical equality with the cost of muggles and muggleborns, but Tom… Tom died yet he was created for immortality, he faced his fear but as stupid as it sounds I don't understand why.
When Voldermort returned he inspired the fear Tom so desired from me in the chamber which I refused to give him, he shook me to the core. He was nothing like his childhood replica. He was everything you would imagine a war leader to be yet how could he be Tom? At the age of twelve I knew that part of his soul lay in the diary, now I know more about the subject. Voldermort, despite people claiming he's afraid of death well when I say people I mean Dumbledore; he was braver than me. I'm terrified of pain; by becoming immortal he knew he'd have to escape my dear enemy. It's confusing, well that's a slight understatement, but you get the picture anyway I guess…
That night changed everything no matter how much people have forgotten it since then. That night was a curse…it cursed everything anyone knows about it. No one even remembers the fact I spoke parseltongue apart from the Slytherin's last year, when they told Rita everyone was stunned to hear about it in that stupid paper. Personally I think that paper should be burned but well since when did anyone actually care about my opinion anyway?
One thing I am sure of though is that people in our year seriously underestimate our new defence teacher. Unlike most of our house, excluding Mione, I actually listened to her speech instead of tuning out. This woman means business and I'm certain she'll be succeeding in her plan. She's employed by the ministry so permission isn't an option. To be honest I wouldn't be surprised if she allowed the old fashioned punishments back in to get her own way in this. I'm certain she'll hate magical creatures of any sort excluding things like cats or…unicorns.
Seeing as she's our defence teacher this is a bad sign. We'll probably be forced with her views on most things like how dangerous Werewolves are. So I'll be treading on thin ice; while I cannot outwardly disagree with her views I cannot and will not relent on my own. When she finished her speech I saw her eyes meet mine, trying to be a 'teacher's pet' I smiled at her. Surprised she blinked, making sure she wasn't imagining it. The smile remained on my face until she averted her gaze once more.
During her classes I'll probably read the text carefully then ask for added information… That way I won't be outwardly disobeying her but my house won't think I'm going over to the dark side. Honestly our house is so prejudice! As with the Voldermort issue, which I'm sure she'll try to make me raise, I'll calmly say that something attacked me as for what it was people immediately assumed it was Voldermort I'd meant. This way I won't be opposing the ministry in any way what so ever.
"Did you just smile at her?" Ron gaped, while still chewing his food. I grimaced. This table's manners are worse that Dudley's and that's saying something, at least he doesn't burp or splatter food around in company! Well technically he isn't bothered about it when in the company of 'freaks' but still it's considerably better than Ron's.
I rolled my eyes. "Think about it Ron; the ministry are trying to improve our education quality and some subjects are poor like divination." Knowing fully well that the woman in question was overhearing our conversation right now I continued. "She's giving up valuable time to help our learning quality we should at least be grateful about her concern." Umbridge seems to like me a little better after hearing my gratitude to the ministry of magic.
Mione does a double take then realises what's actually going on right now. "Heather's right Ron, just look at the quality of our defence too!" She exclaimed. "Lockheart was a complete fraud, much like our Divination teacher I might add, Moody… don't get me started on him! He used the imprusius curse on all of us during lesions and torturing a spider in front of us using 'crucio'!" she stressed the in front of us part especially for Umbridge.
"Lupin wasn't bad though!" Ron defended, confused at our sudden love of the ministry of magic. Seriously! WE need to explain to him how logic works sooner or later or we're doomed!
"He was a werewolf who almost killed Heather and I, when we ran into Sirius Black. Thank god professor Snape saved us in time!" Mione gushed, though I admired her acting skills we need to come up with more comments like this. We can't keep using the same ones again and again or Umbridge will get suspicious being a Slytherin herself.
"He still taught us magic!" Ron exclaimed.
"Well he is a teacher Ron, teachers are supposed to teach." I rolled my eyes. "Even if he did teach us, he still made an error a child would make; he still forgot to take the potion. That mistake almost cost lives Ron, innocent lives of people here. What if the werewolf had actually entered the school?" I demanded.
"Dumbledore would have sorted it though, no one would have died." Ron relied a bit annoyed that we were dissing the head teacher's decisions. No matter what people think Dumbledore's word is not god. He's still human, the same human who put me with the Dursleys.
"He's no god Ron. Look at first year; surely the noticed two students were missing! You were foolish and ran of locking the troll in the bathroom with us. Face facts; we almost died and we HAD to sort out the schools troll problem because Dumbledore didn't do a tracking spell." At the word tracking he looked a little confused. Why is he so stupid? Doesn't he ever just study? No he just does Quiditch!
"It's a simple error though." Ron continued to jump to his defense.
"Any trained arrour would have, it's the logical way to go about tracking a troll, and not even mentioning he let a three headed dog into the school! Telling students about danger just leads them to danger in the first place Ron!" I say exasperated; this school does need to reform but not the ministry way. I hate Dumbledore for sending Fawkes to save me; you have no idea how much.
Lightning crackled a loud thunder crack. Ok this was weird what the hell was going on? "Students calm down!" Dumbledore boomed I rolled my eyes; that was seriously getting old. In my opinion he just wants to feel powerful and mighty. He's almost as bad as Voldermort in that way. Dumbles has got some huge superiority complex.
The one thing I actually wanted answered wasn't answered; what the hell was going on? Seriously I thought Voldermort wanted a low profile, seeing as how they haven't actually attacked anyone yet. As for Dumble's order they were technically against the law anyway because there hiding a fugitive. This time I'm not talking about my irresponsible godfather, I was talking about that sneak thief Mugdungus.
"Stay calm-"Dumble's insisted but someone interrupted him.
"Professor Dumbledore I believe that I'm not threat." Came the voice of a boy, I didn't recognise it but it sounded creepily familiar. It sent chills up my spine as the voice plunged into my heart like a knife. "I'm a student here am I not?" The voice laughed softly. "…though I assure you professor that I don't know quite how I got here."
An insane cackle of laughter ripped through the hall, which sounded familiar too. "Tom it seems you indeed succeeded in your dream by the way two Gryffindor's are looking at you. One looks horrified… one is looking slightly ill Tom. You might as well tell them that your only 17, that might reassure them slightly. Though then again…the dark haired girl looks suspicious, almost Slytherin in her eyes." The girl seemed intelligent.
"Basically sir, this stupid first year got hold of Potter's time turner dropped it, sadly we got caught in the back lash sir." The boy smiled angelically, but I knew that was a mask. "Although you probably remember, just as a reminder, my names Tom Marvolo Riddle. I was sorted into Slytherin, don't have a girlfriend or ever will." Yep my fears were confirmed; this was the boy who almost relieved me from my fear three years ago.
Ginny shivered, ever since that day she thought I was a saviour…but I'm not. I never will be a saviour; all I am is a teenager. How could a teenage girl be a saviour when she wants to die? Yes I still do want to die but ever since that day….well I guess my magic protects me. Even in the graveyard that night it did, that wound healed in 2 hours! The more dangerous the injury the faster it heals. Once I stole poison from Snape's stores but that didn't do anything ether. As much as it hurts…I can't die. It's stupid, so stupid…almost like the venom and tears did more than bring me to the brinks of extremes. They keep me in this form of limbo.
Umbridge smiled sweetly. "Headmaster, the children didn't do anything wrong. It's hardly there fault a past Potter's time turner transported them here at all." She grinned her eyes gleaming slightly, it was sickening but right now I can't do anything to get on her bad side.
"IT's for Heather's safety." Dumbles tried using that card again like always but he underestimated the hatred for anything related to the dark lord.
"How about Heather decides? I'm sure she'll pick the right choice, he's a boy. You are a fool Dumbledore; a child is no threat to anyone. This is a school, a school for learning and if you let a werewolf teach what harm are two time travellers? Voldermort is not back, it's just a ploy." Umbridge looked at me, like every single eye. Tom Marvolo Riddle watched me with curiosity. I'm no Slytherin but I've learnt how to act like one, my posture for one thing makes him curious. My relatives made sure I kept the perfect façade and seeing as they act like a version of muggle purebloods so to speak, I had to learn.
One thing I knew was that I had to be careful, if I told Tom to get lost then she'd know I supported Dumbledore but if I don't then my house may turn on me so my choice called for desperate measures. "Professor Dumbledore he's only two years older than me what harm could he cause? Besides sir do you expect him to remain in the future forever? He needs his education sir." The Griffs knew what I was up to and they were surprisingly pleased.
"Thank you Lady Heather." Tom smiled his expression cold and crafting watching my moves exactly. He knew that right now I was no threat to him but he sensed possible danger where I come in.
Ron looked at me like I'd gone crazy but because of Mione's grin he didn't say anything of such. Ron loved her, wouldn't dare do something she's disapprove of even if he thinks he really should. "Are you quite sure Miss Potter?" Dumbledore's eyes showed his fury, Tom looked slightly surprised when he found out I was a Potter seeing as it was a Potter's fault that he was stuck here. He wasn't sure what to make of me; a Potter never helps a Slytherin, a Gryffindor never act so mature and cunning.
"Of course I'm sure sir; after all it is one of my bloods who caused this." Dumbledore looked fuming but he couldn't do much about it. A certain Riddle looked at me with appraising eyes. Seeing as Riddle knows all about death magic I'll try to gain his trust so I'll die. How Riddle really got here, I'm not sure but I'm certain that it wasn't an accident. I suppose we both had our Riddles but this time a tactless Gryffindor was going to beat a sly Snake. This was something I'd not relent in.
A.N: The first chapter was taken from my one-shot story. I know you were confused to why Riddle killed himself but I needed the timeline to continue as it had. Yes Heather has a death wish, which may confuse you but it'll become clearer why in the following chapters. Let's just say in this the Dursleys were more vicious and abusive, and she's seen a lot more than she had in the cannons. They'll be more interaction with characters next time. As to why Riddle's horcrux did kill himself it was because he was slightly insane because of the little soul her had. Saya akan update segera! (I'll update soon!)