Death Eater Meeting

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Just as the letter said, he got to Riddle Manor at exactly 11pm. Now he was just waiting for all of Voldemort's minons to arrive. Sure he shouldn't call them that since it was rude. However he couldn't bring himself to care. After all they weren't his followers.

Leaning against the wall; he scowled while deep in thought. Why was he doing this again? Oh yes that's right, he was tired of the light always bullshitting things. It was tired of all their lies - the things they kept from him. It was just so wrong.

He didn't know why he showed up an hour early. The meeting didn't start until noon. So why was he here so early? What was his motive for this? He didn't know. All he knew was that the thought of being here at this meeting, made his blood sing with excitement. Why was he excited for this meeting? He didn't know. 

As he was so deep in thought he didn't notice someone walk into the room. He just stared blankly at the wall.

"You know, your blank stare at the wall, just might burn a hole in it." An amused sexy deep baritoned voice sounded from beside him. 

He didn't jump as he used to when someone arrived unannounced. He turned his head, to see who the voice belonged to. Standing there in the room was the most gorgeous man he'd ever set his eyes on. He had dark brown hair that looked black that curled on his forehead, deep crimson eyes, a healthy pale skin tone, a well-toned 8 pack could be seen from his tight black button up shirt. He had long toned thighs that were snug in form fitting black trousers. Perfect plump bow shaped lips that looked highly kissable. He was tall, if he had to guess he stood at least 6'4.

"Hn, I didn't see you come in." He said cooly.

The man smirked, "Of course you didn't. You were deep into your thoughts." The man retorted. "Tom Marvolo Riddle, but you can either call me Marvolo, Tom or Voldemort if you wish." 

His eyes widened. The man before him was the very man he came here to see. Well not really see but to attend the meeting being held today. 

"Nice to meet you for the second time, Tom. The last time I met you, was a younger version of yourself from your diary." He commented with a smile.

Tom hummed, even that sounded sexy. He mentally slapped himself, what was he doing? He shouldn't be thinking of Tom as sexy. He doesn't even know the guy...

"I see. And when did you come across my diary?" Tom asked raising a eyebrow.

"Second year at hogwarts not soon after I discovered the chamber of secrets." He replied.

Tom's eyes widened for a moment. "Second year? I didn't find the chamber of secrets until my fifth year." Tom stated.

"Yeah it was also second year, that I killed a giant basilisk. It tried to kill me, it was either die by the hands of a snake or kill it and save Ginny Weasley." He said calmly.

Tom's eyes widened again, "You killed a basilisk?" His voice sounded with disbelief as if he couldn't believe he really killed a basilisk.

He nodded, "Yes. I killed it with the griffindor sword. However one of it's fangs stabbed into my forearm, nearly killing me. But Faukes, Dumblefuck's phoenix saved my life with his tears pouring into the hole made by the basilisk fang. And with that same fang, I stabbed your diary, because your younger self was the reason the snake tried to kill me. Sorry about your diary." He said smiling apologetically.

Tom's eyes widened again; he did that three times since he's been in this room. For some reason there was a feeling in his gut that told him that Tom didn't get shocked often. 

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