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Old June 11th, 2007, 5:00 pm
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Crystal Clear

This fan fic was actually spawned from the thread 'Did Grindelwald Mentor Tom Riddle'. Enjoy!

Proologue

1945
“My most trusted apprentice. You come with news of Dumbledore’s eradication?” the speaker was a creature so ghastly that the boy had to avert his eyes. He was clearly a man, but the form he took was repulsive, and somehow animal.
“No my Lord,” said the boy, a curl of dark hair stealing down his handsome face, “I bring news of something rather more troubling.” He had a strange look on his face, something between sympathy and cunning. “I believe that someone among us is planning a betrayal” The wand in his hand was old and worn, and had initials embossed in the side: ‘R.R’.
Suddenly all became clear in the ghastly creature’s mind. “The traitor is you, am I correct?”
The red gleam in the boy’s handsome eyes told the crippled Grindelwald all he needed to know.
Avada Kedavara” Lord Voldemort flicked his wand, and in a green flash, Grindelwald was no more

1862
There was a tense atmosphere in the air as the year seven NEWTs drew to a close. Every head in the hall was bent over its desk. Every head that is, except one. Marvin Black, the last, be it very distant, descendant of Rowena Ravenclaw sat back, casually flicking curses at nearby spiders with his wand. Despite his relaxed air, he had not done well in his exams, no, his sheet lay blank on the table, save for two words: “Grindelwald approaches
He knew that his time was drawing near, and that when the fool invigilators finally discovered the meaning of his sinister message it would be too late. Much too late. He sat back in his chair, head cupped in his hands and thought of how far he had already come. He thought of little Olivia Millsby, who, by no fault of her own, had become part of his plot to be the most feared wizard there ever was. He thought of the years he had spent researching how he could encase a part of himself in his most prized possession, a wand handed down through generations. He thought of the fool Dumbledore, who had always suspected him, but never found anything to prove it. He thought of his persona, Grindelwald, not knowing that he would one day become more monster than man, not knowing that in the next sixty years his would become the most dreaded name ever to be spoken.
At the age of 17 Marvin Black could already see the long and winding road ahead of him. Though he may not have seen his eventual demise at the hands of one of his own, he could see the infamy and glory that would come with becoming the first wizard ever to become truly immortal. He could see himself recognized as the beginning of a new age for wizard kind. He could also see millions of mudbloods exterminated to reach his goal, but those minor details did not trouble him. His goal of world domination was, and always had been, crystal clear.
Marvin smiled inwardly and wrote four more words on his Defense Against the Dark Arts parchment: “You have been warned


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Old June 11th, 2007, 5:03 pm
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Chapter two!

A Riddle in Hogsmeade

Tom Riddle loved Hogwarts. He loved the way that every tunnel had a bit of magical history behind it. He loved the way that hexes flew in the corridors, leaving those that were not quick enough leg locked on the ground, while those that were powerful able to walk to lessons unhindered. The thing he loved most about Hogwarts though was the knowledge. There were books in the restricted section of the library that even Madam Pince could not begin to guess at the true meaning of. Tom Riddle had gone deeper into the mystery of Hogwarts than any student before him, he alone had learned the ancient language that the nondescript book was written in, and he alone had learned the spell to discover the secret held within. But it was worth it. The book read as follows:

On the solstice as the sun sets
Walk a mile as a bug
Find the one who seeks an apprentice
Find the cave that he has dug


Through a series of complex spells Tom had managed to coax two more words out of the book: ‘Grindelwald waits
***
Tom, Dolohov and Avery descended the great marble staircase the next morning, Tom, as usual leading the way, even though they all knew they were going to breakfast.
“Hey, Tom,” said Avery, knocking a small second year out of the way “Any more news on the…”
“Good morning boys” Albus Dumbledore appeared in front of them, and, not for the first time, Tom felt as though he had heard more than he was letting on. “Best keep a watch out, there are dangerous people roaming outside these walls.” His eyes lingered for a second on Tom, and as usual, he felt as though a jolt of electricity had passed through him, although Dumbledore could not possibly know where he was planning to go that summer.
Hundreds of barn owls swooped through the open windows scattering parcels, letters, and people’s usual subscriptions to the Daily Prophet. One such paper landed on the bowl of a girl next to Tom, and he was glancing at the front page when something stopped him in his tracks. ‘Smiths murdered. Grindelwald strikes again’ Grindelwald. The name had gone round in Riddle’s head for weeks after he had read the book, until finally he had found his moment and asked the ever gullible Professor Slughorn if he knew anything of him. A shadow of fear had passed across his face that Tom had never seen in his portly potions teacher, and after a glass of mead, he had told Tom of the hundreds of killings that had been taking place, the full story of the only man Dumbledore had ever feared. Tom had pretended to be horrified by the stories Slughorn told him of this man who seemed to be above death, but inside him he knew what he had to do. That summer he would leave Hogwarts, and seek Grindelwald out.
The end of term had never come so slowly. Tom bided his time, joked with his classmates, and aced all his lessons (His teachers anticipated thirteen OWLs, a new record) But the whole time his mind was at ‘The cave that he has dug’, where he knew he would find a man that would help him become more powerful than anyone ever had been. He was focused on his goal, and now he had set it, as usual, nothing would deter him.

Tom’s plan to get out of Hogwarts could not have gone smoother. Before embarking on the Hogwarts express, he stole an invisibility cloak off the forgetful Gryffindor fool, Reuben Potter. He then sat in a compartment with only his closest friends, and, as the train began to gain speed, simply put on the cloak and jumped off the train unseen. The next part however, was more difficult. The book had said: ‘Walk a mile as a bug’, and, for the first time in Tom’s years, he was truly stuck. He had researched animagi who had turned into bugs, but had only found a woman who had been swept across the Atlantic ocean, and, deathly afraid of water, had arrived in Brazil before she had had the courage to transform back. Tom had gone through the riddle line by line looking for any hidden messages, and had concluded that the meaning of the riddle was hidden in some sort of play on words. Tom racked his brains for any possible ways to hide a message. Then suddenly it struck him: an anagram! What better way for Grindelwald to hide his location from fools and make sure only the truly worthy could find him? Tom scrawled notes on the back of a Daily Prophet and this is what he came up with:

On the solstice as the sun sets

This, he believed, was the time that he would have to do it, and he figured that it was pretty straight forward

Find the one who seeks an apprentice

This clearly referred to Grindelwald, and, thought Tom with a surge of excitement, the fact that he was looking for one to take over from him.

Find the cave that he has dug

This must refer to the specific location, so, concluded Tom, the general area to find him must be hidden in the second line:

Walk a mile as a bug

This was clearly the most enigmatic line in the riddle. ‘Walk a mile as a bug’. What could it possibly mean? The most important piece was most likely in the: ‘mile as a bug’. Tom sketched these letters in the warm Hogsmeade air with his wand and punched his fist in anger as he found nothing of relevance. ‘Mile as a bug’. 'Mile as bug’. ‘Bug mile’. Tom smiled, and, as he always did when he solved a difficult puzzle, he knew he had the answer before he even checked it. Slowly, savoring his own intelligence, Tom sketched ‘Bug mile’ into the air in front of him. Instantly the words rearranged themselves to form ‘Belgium’ in fiery letters. Tom allowed himself a rare smile.
The letters quickly burned away to nothing in the darkening Hogsmeade sky, but Tom Riddle did not see them disappear. He was already on his way to ‘Hogsmeade transport’, purchasing a broomstick for what he knew would be a long journey.


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