Tom Riddle and the Snorelacks

How it happened

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"I'm sorry dear boy, but you must be confused! There is no way you could possibly be from the future!" Said a younger Professor Dumbledore, and who unknowingly sealing his fate, Headmaster Dippet agreed as well.

"What? But I am! Why couldn't I be?"

"Because silly boy! If you were from the future it would destroy space and time and we wouldn't be here right now. That is to say that nothing would ever be here and now would not exist." Dippet answered cheerfully.

"But, but I know the future!"

"Really? Well then why don't you tell us some it?"

"Err well, Headmaster Dippet retires in three years and Professor Dumbledore becomes headmaster, and-"

"That's enough."

"What? How is that-"

"You see I just decide when I would retire this morning and as no one knows about it yet you did indeed tell the future."

"So you believe me-"

"No, not at all my dear boy! All this proves is that you are a seer." Harry gaped at Dumbledore.

"Bah, ah, huh?"

"And you're in luck! We happen to have a vacancy for our Divination class! I don't know if you had noticed, but you did quite a lot of damage to the grounds when you fell from hundreds of feet in the air and made a fairly large creator, so this is the perfect way for you to repay the school!"

"…"

"I do believe he fainted Albus."

"You seem to be right. No matter its perfectly normal for seers to faint on occasion."

"Too true, Albus."

"Well that takes care of that."

"Are you sure he's not a spy Albus or someone evil that would harm the children?"

"Of course he's not! You should know by now that I am an excellent judge of character."

"You know one day those words could bite you in the –"

"Err…Headmaster? I had the weirdest dream…"

"Do tell. Seers are known for having strange dreams you know."

"Oh Merlin!"

"He has been called that before, mostly by muggleborns thou."

Dumbledore nodded sagely.

"They are always so disappointed I don't have a staff."

"You're crazy and I'm leaving."

"Go ahead my boy! Thou, I shall warn you that your wand snapped when you fell from hundreds of feet in the air." He produced the broken wand from out of nowhere and showed it to the now panicking man. Not like he wasn't panicking before, but now he was beyond panicking. Oh well.

"My wand!"

"Of course the school could loan you the money for a new wand… if you worked here so we know you would pay it back."

"I hate my life."

"That's the spirit!"

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