Tom riddle x reader

Family History

You and Lily found yourselves hiding some trees waiting for a chance to break through a window, the others started to pull the snatchers out of the house. You saw James on the ground while one snatcher began to use the Cruciatus curse on him.

"Bombarda!" You yelled shooting the spell at the side of the house,

The snatcher turned around and Lily took this chance.

"Stupefy!"

She stunned the snatcher and you both opened the window. Once inside Lily collapsed beside James who was slightly delirious, you worried if his sanity was gone but luckily it wasn't as he thanked you for getting Lily to him. More snatchers came into the room however they seemed to be running from Bellatrix, you bound them with magical chains and they fell into the wall. Bellatrix entered the room and gasped at James condition.

His face was burned and bruised, arms had cuts in them, his jeans and shirt bore boot Mark's suggesting they had stomped on him repeatedly.

"Didn't except it to be this bad." She sighed crouching down.

"Episky,"

Bellatrix fixed his broken hand, with a snap and a crack and whine it was as good as new. Lily and Bellatrix helped him up and took his legs carrying him to the bed in the first room of the the house. The others ran in saying the snatchers had left, Tom ran upstairs and you followed, there you both found a crusty old man in a chair, he was completely fine physically but seemed angry. He suddenly started to growl loudly,

"Get out!" He hissed

"Are you...Marvolo?" Tom asked suspiciously,

"Yes! Whose asking!?" Marvolo yelled impatiently glaring at the two of you,

"I'm your grandson, my mother was Merope,"

To your surprise Tom wasn't angry, instead he was sad. As much as he wanted to, he just couldn't be angry at this man. Maybe it was because he felt bad...no. it was simply out of pain, pain from the word 'was' instead of 'is,' Merope was dead, gone, nothing but a whisper in the air. That's what made him sad.

"Oh that filthy squib! She did nothing but break my stuff! She was shit at everything she did! Nothing but a stupid ugly woman. She couldn't cook, nor clean nor listen!" Marvolo yelled rolling his eyes and head back.

Tom just stood there not knowing how to react, neither did you.

"Whose the dad?" Marvolo asked slowly calming down,

"Tom Riddle senior," you said hoping you were right after remembering that name from the diary. Luckily Tom gave you a smile reassuring you that you were right.

"What!?" Marvolo spat all over you two, his breath reeking of whiskey, it burnt your nostrils.

"That bloody muggle! Of course! Of course! That stupid whore of a daughter! The most ungrateful swine she was, glad she's dead. The world's better for it!"

"Ok shut up now old man!" You yelled angrily as he belittle a woman who deserved more than the sad life she had loved.

"Or what!?"

Suddenly Narcissa, Peter and Lily walked in wands drawn.

"Or we'll kill you right here, right now!" Narcissa hissed,

"Who in the hell-"

"Not another word!" Peter said cutting him off,

Marvolo sat dumbfounded by you teenagers telling him to shut up but he listened. They locked him up there before dragging you and Tom downstairs, James lay on the couch laughing and joking which was a good sign but still, he had some pretty major injuries. No one had noticed that he had no bone in his left foot.