Professor Riddle - by SunniiMoon

Chapter 2: "Preparation"

When all new students were sorted into their houses and everyone finished their meals it's time to go to bed. You stroke back your hair as you lift your body from the bench and follow the crowd to the entrance. Paul already found his way to you and wears a strange smirk in his face. You raise your eyebrow. "What's that face about?" you ask him. "I just wonder what you think about our new DADA Professor" he answeres as his smirk turns to a small grin. Your eyes widen a little as they look into emptyness. Paul watches you and senses your nervousness and embarassement. "Well I hoped I will never see him again after-..." you stopped talking as you remember a few things you wished never had happen. "You mean your incidences with "Tommy Tom Tom"? " Paul says quietly in amusement. You hit his shoulder what causes him to giggle. "Shut up Paul, that's not funny. I was very tired and someone gave me jinxed pralines to make me behave like a fool and he was around...well... ", you whispered quietly back to him as you remember a very embarrasing night of yours when you and some of your friends had too much of a night party and...behaved a little inapropriate. Especially towards Tom Riddle, who was the head boy and found you mischiefing around the halls at midnight. Good for you he didn't tell anyone about it and just lead you to your dormitory. You still wonder why he didn't tell any professor about it. If you only could remember what exactly happened after you called him "Tommy Tom Tom", which was a nickname for him among his army of female admirers. You weren't admiring him. But you exposed that nickname to him without any shame. You respected him and you feared him. But still you longed for him. He really IS handsome. And his charming personality made your knees weak, especially at tutoring lessons. Does that make sense? Not really. But you just couldn't look into his eyes anymore after this night. Paul still giggled. "For sure you aren't the only person he catched making trouble. He probably even forgot your face. It's been almost 3 years. Just forget it and focuse on his lessons" he says and tries to comfort you a little. You sighed and thought about it. "Maybe you are right. I should just start from a new fresh page and forget what happened...and stop thinking about what he might be thinking about me...especially when he sees me again...as his STUDENT...oh geez ", you thought out loud and felt your face heat up in embarassement again. Paul just shakes his head and nudges your shoulder. "I think we should be more concerned about his classes. What kind of teacher will he be? Calling him 'Professor Riddle' will feel sort of weird, don't you think? I mean he's...20? Something like that", says Paul and looks thoughtful at the ground. You follow his view and chew your lips as you anser him right away: "I don't think he has a problem with that. He has always felt pretty comfortable in bossing students around. For sure he enjoys his new position". Pauls eyes turn to your direction with a smirk that hides something he wants to say but decides to keep quiet about. As you walk to the huge corridor which leads you to the Griffendors dormitories you two seperate with a smile and wish you a good night.

With a big yawn you walk up the stairs to your bedroom. Your friends are already in there and dress up for sleep. You do the same and don't feel like chatting with the others as you change your clothes to your sleeping dress. When you finish you lay into the bed under your cozy blanket and turn off your light. Still you couldn't sleep. Not only because the other girls were chatting but also because you thought about your lessons. It's your last year at Hogwarts if your exams go well. You must be successfull and graduate. Although you still don't know which way to choose after your graduation, you still want to finish. Maybe you just stay here and become a professor just like Riddle did. That way you can meet him every day and...wait, why did your thoughts turn into THAT direction? Ridiculous. You swallowed as you thought about Riddle again. About Tom Riddle. Was he really just eagered to feed future wizards with his high quality knowledge? Or was there another reason, why he decided to stay at Hogwarts. Maybe to gain even more knowledge? Why was he so desperately seeking knowledge anyway? To become the most influential wizard of all time? But why? Why do people seek power? You sigh deeply and rub your tired eyes. You tell yourself to stop asking yourself those stupid questions which you have no answer to anyway. Especially about Tom. If you are honest he's the biggest Riddle in your life. How can someone be so popular, famous, charismatic and good-looking while being very secretive, cold, lonely and thirsty for knowlegde (or power?) at the same time? After a while you had enough of thinking and just fell asleep while thinking of HIM.

It's just your third day at Hogwarts and you immediately miss your summer vacations when you could sleep as long as you wanted. Sitting in your classes of Ancient Studies you rest your chin on your arm and try to keep your eyes open. You like those classes but you feel to tired to pay attention today. besides of that you are hungry. When is this class over? 'I want to eat something finally', you think to yourself. Besides of that you try to handle your nervousness. Yes, today is the day of your first lesson with Professor Riddle. You get Goosebumbs already by just thinking about this young man teaching you dark arts. If you think longer about it, that's kind of a perfect subject for him to teach. It fits to his intimidating aura. Suddenly the old loud voice of your professor pulls you back to reality again. "That's enough for today. I suggest you read the first 5 pages of your book. The chapter wears the title "Asian Mythology". Write a short essay about the text until the next lesson. And now leave to lunch!", says the professor and packs his back as all students do the same and leave the classroom. You do that too, very slowly and tired.

Finally you reach the big hall where many students were having their meals already. As fast as you could you reached your seat and sat on it as your fingers were grabbing nearly anything your eyes could see and put it into your hungry mouth. "Wow y/n, are you pregnant or why are you eating like you have to stay full for the rest of the day?", says Jess, one of your roommates who laughs slightly by your view. "I had nothing for breakfast. I need it now", you answer and don't even look at her since you are focused on filling up your stomach with what it needs. Amanda, who is sitting at the front of you has laied an eye on you too as she already finished her meal. "So, who's amazed about our next lessons?", she says with a bright smirk. Jess and you look at her. "Who isn't? I was waiting for this day the whole week", answers Jess with a happy tone as she strokes back her curly brown hair. You look at both of them in a confused way, but then you realized what they could mean. "I thought you two hate DADA", you add in a neutral way as you chew your meal and swallow it. Amanda opens her mouth in disbelief of your desinterest. "Well it's not that I hated it. I just didnt enjoy it that much. I can't wait to get teachings by our new professor. Who would have thought that Tom Riddle would be teaching us? I can't wait to see him finally", she says in a dreamy way what makes you twist your eyes. "Oh you still want him to ... you know." whispers Jess with a smirk that makes Amanda blush and smirk too as she sighs and rests her chin on her hands: "I'd give anything to spend at least one night with him and let him devour me. I bet he's a lord in bed...". You nearly spit your pumpkin juice as you heard those dirty words. Jess just laughs and claps her hands. Before you could hear more details about Amanda's desires you decide to stand up and take your bag. "Come on guys, we should leave now. He's probably even more strict now than he has ever been before and will turn us into frogs if we don't attend his first classes on time", you say and stand up. The other girls watch you confused but agree to your words. If you are honest you just didn't want your appetite to be ruined by their dirty fantasy. You heard enough stories the last years... And you don't want to have dirty things in mind as you attend HIS classes...