Smile Like You Mean It

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Characters: Ginny and Tom Riddle
Content: Start of Deathly Hollows. Ginny finds herself back in time with the use of a Time Turner she found.
Warnings: None / It's Tom Riddle.

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Tom Riddle's year at Hogwarts had been going smoothly. He had been allowed to stay at Hogwarts over the summer, something that had him in good spirits through the time of the year he usually dreaded and gave him the unmistakeable urge to kill a small animal, or torture an orphan or two. Of course, now that the school year had started and all the students had returned to the castle, Tom no longer had the place to himself, but that was just as well. After all, he was Head Boy this year. Any restrictions he may face will be easily handled and dealt with, or simply ignored. Not to mention, for the majority of his interactions he was the one doing the restricting, a perk that came with his position of power within the school

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Ginny told herself to take a deep breath. In a few minutes, Dumbledore would fix this and she would go back to being abandoned in her school in her time. Now was not the time to be afraid, not with a plan. A foolproof plan.

Until she came face to face with him. Ginny wasn't even out of the room when she saw him. She blinked. She must be dreaming. But no, this was real. And she would never forget his face. Not ever. It was a face that would creep into her dreams at the dead of night.

Ginny held the Time Turner loosely in her hands. Her robes were even different than his. "Sorry, but what year is this?" She asked, much more calmly then she could have ever imagined.

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This girl's mind spoke of nightmares; her mind knew his face. She was afraid of him. While not an unusual occurrence, it was certainly odd to see it from a stranger, and not someone he had not purposefully terrorized. Tom raised an eyebrow, before his gaze found the golden necklace in her grip. Time Turners had time limits, and yet this girl was asking for the year. As unusual as the situation was, his Legilimency told him she wasn't lying. This girl knew him from somewhere in the future.

"1944. May I ask what year you're from?"

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Ginny swallowed hard. She put her hands in her robe pockets. The stubborn Ginger would not let him see her tremble. She set her face. He was still in front of her like nothing was wrong.

And she remembered what it was like to trust him, to tell him all her secrets. All about the Boy-Who-Lived. And that's when it changed. He was no Savior, but a destroyer.

She ignored his question. She wouldn't give him the satisfaction, for everything that he's taken away from her and her family. "I need to see Dumbledore. He'll fix this." Ginny said defiantly. There was nothing he can do to her there.

How easy would it be to just hex him and be done with it? Here he was in front of her and the wood of her wand pressed against. Oh, it was tempting. But not possible.