Tom Riddle X Reader V2: Part1: When Albus Calls

THIS IS A DIFFERENT STORYLINE FROM THE FIRST, I DECIDED TO FREEZE THE OTHER STORYLINE WITH TOM X READER TO WRITE THIS ONE BECAUSE I WAS NOT VERY SATISFIED WITH THE OLD STORY'S RESULT. I WILL FINISH THE OLD STORY WHEN I FINISH THIS ONE. IT MIGHT HAVE SIMILAR EVENT OCCURING AS THE FIRST FAN FICTION BUT NOT ALL

P.S. THE MARAUDERS ARE STILL IN THE SAME TIMELINE AS TOM RIDDLE IN MY STORY, I KNOW IT DOESN'T HAPPEN IN THE BOOK BUT THAT'S THE WHOLE POINT OF FAN FICTION.

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It was a cold and dark night. The outside was full of thickly formed puddles from the heavy rain. Your black satchel laid upon your shoulders as your drenched dark robes clothed you inside the warm office of Albus Dumbledore. A hot tea cup in your hands spread the aroma as you found yourself peacefully chatting to the man, just the two of you.

“Why me?” – you raise your eyebrow

“20 years of studying the defence against the dark arts, 5 years of teaching it, extra 15 years exploring of magic not to mention 10 years of capturing and torturing death eaters. I see no other fit for the job.” – he raises his own tea cup up to his lips “Besides, you were quite a charmer in your younger years.”

“With all respect, professor, I am no lady that I was”

“You’re right” – he lowers the cup “You’re wiser. Much wiser. Therefore way more cautious, experienced and most importantly you are not naïve. You’d know what to expect and you’d see right through the cover. Finally, you are the only person I would trust with the job”

You take a sip of tea, breathing in its aroma and admiring its sweetness then lower the cup, look straight in the eyes of Albus “What do you want me to do?”

He places his tea on his desk then folds his fingers “I’d like you to get close to him. Close enough to reveal his plans, his secret, his aims, anything. Anything that could save all these lives that he’s taken over the years, hundreds maybe even thousands of them”

“That’s ridiculous, it wouldn’t work, he has a heart made out of stone” – you smile in disbelief “Even if the plan did work, what am I supposed to do then?”

“That would be for you to figure out”

“For me to figure out? With all respect sir, that’s like a blind man trying to drive– a very poor plan.”

“It’s a hit or miss. There is a chance of it working”

“How much?”

“Depends how advanced you’ll be about it – maybe 20%”

“You want me to throw my current life away for a 20% chance of changing mind of a demonic serial maniac?” – you can’t help but raise your voice in disbelief

“He wasn’t born a monster, he was made one” – Suddenly, Albus slowly gets off his desk and begins to slowly stroll around the office “His mother passed shortly after the birth, his only father left way prior, poor woman thought he wouldn’t leave her if he found out about the upcoming son, however, she couldn’t of been any more wrong, as soon as the love potion wore off..---“

You cut Dumbledore off “Exactly, sir, he is a fruit of a love potion, a damn imagination.” – you stand up, walk up to the man “We both know these babies don’t feel love since they’ve been conceived under the potion of the sort. No sympathy either, no kindness, nor…----“

Albus suddenly interrupts, stretching out his arm in front of your face to prevent you from talking “We all know the results, miss. Thankfully, too many careless, lonely wizards and witches have used the method to form their offspring.” – he begins to slowly circle around you “However, Tom Riddle is an exception because he never received the love from his mother, if he had, he would of probably been a lot softer.” – after Dumbledore finished circling around you he stopped again and looked you straight in the eyes “During his adolescence he spent most of his years cutting people off, scaring them or using them. So don’t be afraid when or if he attempts in using traumatising tactics on you. If he’s nice or oddly overly friendly to you it’s not because he wants to be your friend but because he has found a use of you, when this happens do not let your guard down because as he’s finished using you like a battery until you’re drained, he’ll simply leave and cut you off. Because suddenly he’ll realise he just won’t need you anymore.”

“And this is the man whose secrets I have to find out about?” – you smile in disbelief

“Every single one. Every step, every plan.” – shortly he hands you a small vial with a dark purple liquid inside of it “Here, when the time is right, introduce this potion masked as a drink, make sure he drinks it all or else the potion will not work. This recipe has only been recently introduced and incredibly hard to make, it takes off any side effects of a love potion’s child. Meaning, Tom will be able to focus on his emotions more, making him vulnerable to even falling in love. Take it. Don’t worry, it tastes like grapes so should intrigue him”

“You know how ridiculous this sounds, right?”

“Of course.” – he smirks “But this is the only way. You have the power in your hand to change the future, make women any less widowed, make it so children still have fathers and mothers, make it so strangers are still trustworthy in the streets and safely sleeping in their sheets.” – he lowers his voice of tone, beginning to talk slower than he already was “And maybe, in that new universe you’ll still have your lovely parents, safe and untouched, away from the battle versus the death eaters, the one that they were so eagerly fighting and the one they unfortunately lost. You’d get to see them again”

“And if it doesn’t work out it will be on my shoulders” – you narrow your eyebrows, realising how complicated the situation is.

Albus slowly lifts up your face “If it doesn’t work out, at least you’ll know you tried.”

You take a deep breath “Okay… I’ll do it. For my parents and for the innocent.”

“Excellent. Now…” – he looks you up and down “As much as I love the way you are right now, I think people would question how a 55 year old got into Hogwarts as a student. You’d get quite into trouble for trying to get close to a young boy as well”

“Any suggestions to make me any less of a cougar then?” – you raise an eyebrow

Dumbledore smiles and hands you another small vial, full of an odd orange looking mass “Exclusively, just for you, should bring you back to the age of 16”

As you hold it in your hand you look at Albus “I swear this is illegal”

Dumbledore says nothing but winks at you

You take a breath “Well, cheers then” you open up the vial and chug the drink until it’s all empty. You frown at the taste “Tastes like rotten prawns mixed with an old man’s piss” – you wipe off slight bits of the liquid off your lips

“Sorry, I had a bit too much of a drink” – he laughs at your sudden shocked face “I’m just joking.”

“ugh..” – you fall onto the ground with no control nor orientation of your surroundings as your head begins to spaz out and the vision became so blurry you could hardly see the texture of the floor, slowly you start transforming. Your wrinkly face turned back into your young self that you haven’t felt or seen for years, your face and skin was as smooth as a baby’s. Suddenly, in seconds, you have gained back your youth that you have missed so much. You got off the ground slowly, gaining back your vision, professor handed you a small mirror and all you could see was your pretty, young face and your straight, long hair. “Okay, this is DEFINITELY illegal”

“You’re right” – the professor says “The potion IS illegal, therefore you must not tell. This sort of magic is not to be abused therefore very little amount of wizards and witches know about it.”

“Why haven’t you used it then, professor?” – you raise an eyebrow at him

“I have lived so many years, got to know so many places, if I had any extra years I wouldn’t know how to spend them. Hence why I don’t really need them. Besides, many of my friends have passed, nobody would recognise me and I couldn’t handle it. When you sum it all up, I don’t have much to live for”

“That’s not true professor, you have us, your loyal friends and followers.”

“That’s very kind, <Your name>, now, we must get on it” – he takes something out of a very securely sealed drawer, a pendant of some sort “This… is a time turner” – he says, with great wonder in his voice “Use it wisely, as it will bring you back in time, however will collide with your old self if you were there to exist.” – he puts it on your neck “Make sure nobody sees it as it’s a very demanded, unique object. Guard it.”



“I will, professor”

“Bring back Sirius, save Harry. Save us, <your name>, save us all”

“I’ll try. You have my word”

“And I know you’ll do a good job. However, do not tell him you are the heir of Godric Gryffindor, that might create some conflict if not even scandal. He’ll see you less of a friend and more of an enemy, a competition” – he raises his tone, playfully “You will need to do something for him to notice you though. You don’t want him to think you’re just a typical student. If you have to, be even a disobedient, daredevil of a teenager” – he winks “Also, present yourself as a transfer from IIvermorny, it will raise less questions. Plus, do not be worried about going to your parents as you’ve barely visited them during your teenage years. It will be your chance to change it”

“I’ll have it in mind and I will, thank you, sir.”

“I think this is it. Unfortunately, if you’ll have a big impact, I’m afraid we won’t know each other so well anymore. You won’t be able to report back to me. But just know, if there is a difficult situation, just do what you think is the better thing to do. Raise your reputation, he will be intrigued.”

“I’ll remember it”

“Now, you have the necklace, you know the year and you know what to do. Best of luck I wish towards your journey. I know you can do it.”

“Thanks for believing in me sir, it was a pleasure to meet you.” – you start to rotate the inside of the necklace, the little ball that represents time and as you do it you glance at the professor one last time “Goodbye, sir.” – he nods and then you disappear out of sight, along with the rotating ball in the necklace, you travel back in time as you see every single step in the office that has been previously made and how much it has changed over the years, in front of your eyes it was still changing. Finally, the pendant stopped rotating and you were left in the bright office of Albus Dumbledore. Alone.