batsutousai | FIC: Riddle's "Little" Problem ~ 6 ~ R ~ LVTR RWHG HPGW

Title: Riddle's "Little" Problem
Author:

batsutousai
Beta: Me. *smiles innocently*
Rating: hard R
Pairings: Voldemort/Tom Riddle(non-con), Ron/Hermione, Harry/Ginny
Warnings: Rape(non-graphic), physical violence, serious death threats, war, slash, het
Summary: An accident has separated Tom Riddle from Lord Voldemort. What will the Dark Lord do now that he's free from Tom's conscious? How much will Tom have to suffer at the hand of his other half? And what can Harry Potter do to help?

Disclaim Her: Bucky hit Rob on the head!!

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Hogsmeade Surprise

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Potter spends a little over a month sleeping in my room at night. It probably would have lasted longer, but Miss Weasley threw a small hissy fit, so Potter started spending his nights with her.

I hate her more than ever.

Minerva tells me that I'm still getting hate mail from that article. I still find it impossibly funny. Slughorn and I laugh about it constantly. In fact, I'm a bit grateful for that article. I'd forgotten how entertaining Slughorn could be, and we probably never would have settled our differences if not for that article.

Minerva has also loosened up around me a bit. We still stick to mostly school-related topics, but one of us will bring up the occasional amusing story from our school days and we'll laugh over it.

The Ministry supplied us with an Auror by the name of Kingsley Shacklebolt to teach Transfiguration. He's an okay fellow, very quiet, and he actually knows how to teach. However, his appointment left Minerva without a Head of Gryffindor, as none of the other teachers were in Gryffindor during their school career - other than Hagrid, who had his hands full with being the Keeper of the Grounds and Keys as it was. After a long and quite involved staff meeting, it was somehow decided that I would sit in as Head of Gryffindor for the time being, as I already got on quite well with a number of Gryffindors, despite being a Slytherin myself. I'm still not quite certain how that worked out, actually.

With my elevation to Head of Gryffindor, Minerva also gave me permission to go to Hogsmeade if I so wished, which is why I'm enjoying a bottle of butterbeer in the Three Broomsticks today. The pub is packed, seeing as how it's also a Hogsmeade weekend, but that hardly bothers me.

"Tom!" Granger and Weasley slip into the other side of the booth I'd nicked earlier.

"Hello, pests," I offer fondly, smiling at them. Both are dressed warmly for the winter weather outside, their cheeks and noses rosy.

"How's it feel to be in Hogsmeade?" Weasley asks as Granger gets up to get them a couple of butterbeers.

"Amazingly freeing," I reply with a sigh. "I don't think I've ever been so glad to see this town."

"I know the feeling." Weasley groans. "School's a real nightmare."

I chuckle. "Surely not that bad."

"Hey, I'm not as good in school as you were," Weasley complains in response.

"Well, maybe if you'd-" I freeze as I catch sight of a face I know all too well.

"Tom?"

"Are there any Aurors here today? Do you know?" I ask quietly, keeping my eyes on Bella's back.

"I don't think so. Most of them are too busy tracking down runaway Death Eaters. Why?"

Bella motions to someone else and I recognize Fenrir Greyback. "Shit. Because we've got Death Eaters in Hogsmeade."

Weasley's eyes widen and he stands slowly. "I'll send up a quiet warning."

I nod. "Be careful. They'll all know your face by now."

"I know." He disappears into the crowd.

I keep my eyes on Bella and Fenrir. It's a bit surprising that they're daring to show their faces here. Of course, they could be expecting that no one would really recognize them until too late. It's a pity I know them both so well.

Suddenly, shouting starts outside. Before either Bella or Fenrir can move to attack, I shoot a couple of stunners at them. The one aimed at Fenrir hits, but Bella moves quickly enough out of the way that the other misses. "Well, well. If it isn't the Master's pet," she coos.

"You shouldn't talk about yourself that way, Bella. It's degrading," I shoot back.

Bella lets out a furious growl, but is hit from behind by a stunner before she can attack. Granger gives me an annoyed look as she threads through the panicked crowd towards me. "Why were you aggravating her?" she sighs as we hurry to the door together.

"Hey, she started it," I reply.

As soon as we get out the door, I'm forced to throw up a shield to block a rather nasty Dark curse. "Teach me that spell later," Granger whispers before ducking down and running in one direction while I run in the other, both of us tossing stunners at the mass of Death Eaters that have appeared on the street.

I'm actually a bit surprised at the number of students who are also running, ducking, and casting spells. When Weasley said he was going to send out a warning, he meant it. The students reacted faster than the teachers who had come, actually.

"Crucio!" I feel the curse hit me and spin around to send a Slashing Hex at the caster. If he wants to play dirty, I'll play right back. When he howls with pain, I back my hex up with a stunner, then start moving again.

Basic survival skills. Keep low and keep moving.

The Death Eaters are dropping like flies in the centre of the street, what with students, professors, and towns-people fighting back. If I had still been in charge of those idiots, they wouldn't have been attacking on a Hogsmeade weekend, if at all!

Then the reinforcements come. Inferi start walking down the street, looking quite dead, but in a terrifying way. And, fuck, I can't tell them to go away because that would most likely be evidence that I'm Voldemort. Dammit.

A familiar hand rests on my arm. "You cover me, I'll get them to leave, right?"

Relief washes over me. "For once, Potter, I'm glad you're a Parselmouth. Let's go."

Potter nods and starts across the quickly emptying expanse of street that rests between the incoming Inferi and the dwindling mass of Death Eaters. I move quickly to block any spells sent at the boy. As soon as he gets in range, Potter starts hissing at the Inferi, :Turn around and go back. There is nothing here for you. Go back.:

Slowly, some of the Inferi start turning around and leaving, but a good number still continue forwards, forcing both Potter and myself closer and closer to the waiting Death Eaters.

'Tom! Now what?!' Potter cries in my mind.

'Fuck it all. Trade. Only I can get rid of them.'

'But-'

'Potter, if you don't let me try, we'll both be dead. I'll handle the Ministry's questions just fine.'

'...fine...'

We trade quickly. 'Now, get out of the street,' I order, stopping in front of the oncoming Inferi.

'Are you insane?!'

'Get out of the fucking street, Potter!' I shout. He hurries out of the street as the crowd of Inferi washes over me. They all step around me, as if I don't exist. And, to them, I don't, as I am their maker and, therefore, untouchable. :Take out those before you,: I hiss coldly.

Screams start from the Death Eaters as the Inferi start attacking.

'Tom! What are you doing?!' Harry's voice slams through my mind.

'I'm dealing with a problem. Shut up.'

'I didn't mean for you to kill the Death Eaters!'

'And why not?! They would have gladly killed everyone here!'

'Make them stop! Now!'

"Ad Mortem Dare Manes!" I call, letting my magic wash over the street and all the creations I'd once made. As they all drop, I turn and meet Potter's gaze. 'Happy?'

'No.'

I turn away. 'Fine.'

The Aurors start Apparating in then. A couple come over to me while I'm busy looking over a few of the Inferi. "What spell did you use?" one of them inquires.

"A little-known Dark spell. Only spell that puts them to rest peacefully," I reply coolly, not looking up.

"They attacked the remaining Death Eaters first, I see," the other mentions.

"I told them to," I agree.

"How did you manage that?"

I glance up at them. "Why, Inferi always listen to their maker."

The two Aurors aim their wands at me immediately. "Hand over your wand, Riddle."

I pull out the old stick of yew and am about to hand it over when two people come running over. "What's going on over here?" Minerva shouts.

I stand. "Just letting them take me in for questioning." I shrug.

"Idiot." Potter's hand snaps out and he grabs my wand from my hand.

"That's mine!" I reach for my wand, but the brat keeps it out of my reach.

"Tom, go back to the castle," Minerva orders.

"Now, Headmistress..."

"Tom Riddle is a teacher at my school, gentlemen. If you have any questions for him, you may go through me."

"Minerva, really-" I start.

"Mr Potter, please make sure that Professor Riddle makes it back into the castle and stays in his room," Minerva cuts me off.

"Min-"

"Silencio. Come on, Tom." Potter grabs my arm and drags me away from the two Aurors and the Headmistress.

I tug my arm from his grip. 'And what have I told you about touching me?'

'Oh, shut up.' Potter rolls his eyes. 'And stop trying to get yourself into trouble.'

'Why should I?' I cross my arms over my chest.

Potter shoots me a cold look. 'Tom, why are you so hell-bent on getting dragged into the Ministry, anyway?'

'I'm not!'

'First the article with Rita, now this. You're certainly not trying to stay away from the Ministry.'

I scowl at the ground. 'Leave me alone.'

'Fine. Pout all you'd like. I'll find out what you're so ticked off at even if I have to drag it from you.'

'I'm not ticked off about anything!'

'You just keep telling yourself that.'

I press my lips together and bite back on the impulse to smack him. 'Fuck you, Potter.'

Potter snorts. 'You're so eloquent, Tom.'

'I hate you.'

'I know.' Potter offers me a faint smile. 'You're an idiot, by the way.'

'Fuck you.'

Potter starts laughing.

'What's so funny?!'

'You are, of course. You're acting like a four-year-old who didn't get his way. It's endearing.'

'WHAT?!'

Potter just laughs.

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Minerva stops in after she's finished dealing with the Aurors. Potter's doing some homework while I'm silently reading a book.

"Now, Tom, would you care to tell me why you felt the need to annoy the Aurors?" Minerva asks as she sits in one of the plush chairs that are seated before the fire.

I glare over at Potter, who still has my wand and hasn't taken the Silencing Charm off me yet.

"You know, he wouldn't tell me why earlier," Potter supplies.

Minerva sighs. "Please take the spell off him."

Potter shrugs and ends the charm with a flick of his wrist. "Okay."

Minerva gives me a stern look. "Tom?"

"What? I don't have a reason, okay? Leave me alone."

"Stop acting like a child already," Potter grumbles to his paper. "It's getting old."

"I'm going to wring your neck, Potter."

"Bring it on." He looks up at me coldly.

"Would you two stop it!" Minerva cries, giving us both annoyed looks. "You two spend more time at one another's throats than anyone else at this school. If I weren't so worried that you'd actually kill one another, I'd just tell you to get it over with. You're like a couple of first years!"

"I resent that remark," I growl.

"Then stop acting like one!" Minerva glares at me.

"I'm not!"

"Actually, you are."

"Potter, stay out of this!"

"Make me!"

"I'm going to fuc-"

"Shut up!"

Both Potter and I turn to glare at Minerva.

"Mr Potter, please return to your common room. I would like to speak to Tom alone."

"Fine." With a wave of his wand, Potter's bag is repacked and he heads for the door.

"My wand."

"Give me Tom's wand, Harry." Minerva holds out a hand for my wand, then smiles when Potter hands it to her. "Thank you."

"Bye." Potter steps from the room and pulls the door closed behind him quietly.

Minerva places my wand in her pocket, then turns back to me. "Mr Potter is gone. Please talk to me."

I look away.

"If you won't talk to me, who will you talk to?" Minerva sighs.

I shrug. "I don't talk to people."

Minerva stands. "You will this time, whether you like it or not, or you won't be getting your wand back."

"Minerva!"

"Good day, Tom." She turns and walks from the room.

I rest my head in my hands. Now what?

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A/N: Wheeeeeeee!! Fun, fun!!!
I think you all might like me again next chapter....but I could be wrong.... XD

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~Bats ^.^x

Chapters:
1 - A Little Potion Accident ||| 2 - The Spectacles ||| 3 - The Last One
4 - Failure? ||| 5 - Seventh Year Begins ||| ~~6 - Hogsmeade Surprise~~
7 - In the Aftermath ||| 8 - Trouble in Paradise ||| 9 - Voldemort Who?
10 - Kiss ||| 11 - Wizarding Media - Friend or Foe? ||| 12 - The Unlucky Man Who Saw Voldemort Naked
Epilogue - Just a Little Case of Paradise

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epona34.livejournal.com

More?
Please?
Pretty please with chaocolate and a cherry on the top?
What can I say... I love your fics.
Thanks for sharing.

From:

souzoukyuuketsu.livejournal.com

Really interesting development. And I like the childish way Tom acts. Really. Well written as always. Pretty good. Go on.

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slyth-enigma.livejournal.com

Lovely. This story just keeps getting more and more interesting. You've definatedly made my week with all the fics you've been updating. Thank you so much.

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ladyphoenixia.livejournal.com

Awww... Tom is so cute :) *snuggles him*

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dairygirl.livejournal.com

What can I say? Reading your stories are always an adventure. This angry, childish Tom with all the knowledge of a Dark Lord is quite interesting. But um, how long is the Harry/Ginny thing going to go on? It is a bit annoying--which is probably as you planned. You are evil.

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FIC: Riddle's "Little" Problem ~ 6 ~ R ~ LVTR RWHG HPGW