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Dumbledore blinked as he raised his wand, he had just imagined he had attacked the young Mr. Riddle. The staff and students were staring at him with a hint of concern, except for Ronald and Neville whom were in a deep snogging session.

After dismissing the Great Hall, Dumbledore went back to his office to compose himself. It appeared, Tom had a son, and had named him Harry, after the Potter's son he had killed. "Tom you are a sick son of a bitch I tell you what" Dumbledore wheezed. "The damn bastard even made the boy look like James Potter, what a weirdo" said Dumbledore to nobody in particular.

"Professor Dumbledore. are you alright?" asked a concered Severus Snape.

"Oh yes Severus, all is fine" said Dumbledore in an attempt at a confident smile.

"Who may I ask were you talking to Professor" asked Snape warily.

"Why the audience of course" said Dumbledore to a bemused Snape.

"Oooookay" said Snape as he headed for the dungeons.

One hour later

Malfoy Manor

Lucius Malfoy was having a floo conversation with Severus Snape and was looking extremely worried.

" He seems to think there is some kind of audience watching him" said Snape to a puzzled Lucius.

" I'll let Minister Fudge know, Draco told me he stood up after Harry was sorted and pointed his wand at him, the old windbag is slipping. I have alredy let Harry's father know since Harry cant contact him via owl due to Dumbledore's tracking charms." Lucius simpered. Snape agreed with an affirmative nod, nobody must know Harry's father. Although Snape was amazed that Dumbledore had not put two and two together to figure out taht the former Harry Potter was now Harry Riddle. Perhaps Dumbledore really was slipping.

Potter Castle

Dumbledore sat in a warm bathtub thinking of his plan to have Harry Riddle spill the beans on his heritage, when he let out a great fart. This bathtub was Dumbledore's favorite part of the castle, for when he farted in the bathtub it would make a gong like sound that would reverberate throughout the castle startling the already disgruntled house elves.

Meanwhile at Hogwarts

Neville Longbottom, Ron Weasley, and Ginny Weasley had nicked Fred and George's map and were ready to sneak down to the Slytherin dorm.

Ronald and Neville took turns pushing Ginny's wheelchair down the narrow and winding cobblestone dungeon passageways. Just then the lights went out before reappearing a minute later. The only problem was that Neville was gone!

Harry and his friends had an enjoyable first week of class. There was the small problem of Ronald glaring at them all the time from time to time, as he blamed Harry and his friends for Neville's dissaprence. He was not entirely wrong, the thought made the crew grin.

Flashback.

Draco had signalled the arrival of the three buffons as they closed in on the Slytherin common room. Daphne had grabbed the darkness powder and threw it as soon as the metalic glint of Ginny Weasley's wheelchair was visible.

Quickly silencing Neville Longbottom, and aided by he hand of glory, Draco and Dapne assisted in taking Neville to the small enterance to the Chamber of Secrets, that Harry's father had told him about. Deep under the castle in the Chamber of Secrets, Neville's screams would never be heard.

Later that Week

Hagrid was feeding the school chickens, when he heard something. Turning around he let out a roaring scream, it was Neville Longbottom, missing his right arm, both legs and his scalp!

The investigation that ensued was a long one. Dumbledore had personally investigated Riddle, but could find no flaws in his story, so he grudgingly allowed him to leave his office.

Dumbledore sighed, Neville Longbottom had survived, but Dumbledore did not have the strength to fashion him silver limb replacements, for the time being Neville had two wooden peg legs and an old pool noodle with an inflated rubber glove on the end, where is arm was. His lost scalp was remedied by a toupee that Ronald and Molly had made him. Poor Neville remembered nothing of the incident.

Ever sinse this past summer, Dumbledore had been weakened after putting on the Gaunt ring, which was a horcrux. It was worth it, but now Dumbledore's succesor, Neville would be considered a freak, all the more reason for Dumbledore to stick around to take out Tom. Perhaps it was time to find a new Chosen One, to be his successor.

Dumbledore looked at the list of grades thus far to determine if any students stuck out. Hermione Granger was a great student, but a muggleborn, so that would not work. Dumbledore's eyes gleamed as he read another name. "Harry Riddle" Dumbledore said softly. "Game set match Dumbledore" said Dumbledore in a celebratory manical voice.

Before long the first semester was over and Harry and Draco left the Hogwarts Express to meet up with Lucius, when they found their way blocked by a big red headed brute of a woman.

"Hello Harry dear are you ready to go home" she said sweetly to the confusion of the teen.

" What seems to be the problem" asked Lucius Malfoy smoothly as he was growing impatient about being kept waiting, and even more so with his son and Harry talking to the infamous wife of the muggle loving fool Arthur Weasley, Molly Bulldog Weasley.

"Not that it is any of your business Malfoy, but Professor Dumbledore said he is going home with us for the holidays" said Molly with a triumphant smirk, which caused Lucius to raise an eyebrow.

"Harry do you know her" asked Lucius simply. " No never saw him" said Harry causing Molly to scowl and growl.

Thinking fast, Molly punched Lucius, knocking him out cold, as Arthur stunned Harry from behind. Draco did not have time to react as Ginny ran into him at great speed with her wheelchair. Molly then grabbed Harry and carried him over her shoulder and out of the train station, ignoring the odd looks, simply just saying "work for Professor Dumbledore" which seemed to smooth things over.

Harry awoke sometime later strapped to a chair at the head of a dinner table in a househe did not recognize. He heard a chuckle and looked over to Albus Dumbledore whom was sitting across from him. "Now that the chosen one is up, I think we can officially begin the next meeting of the Order of the Phoenix said Dumbledore as dozens of people filed in. Harry fainted again.

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