Tom's POV

As I waited for the idiots to bring Granger. I decided to read the book on memory charms I had burrowed from the restricted section. I wanted to erase her knowledge of me being the one behind the attacks. Along with anything else that could threaten me getting rid of the mud-bloods. But not erase her other memories of me. As I still needed them. I've found a mind altering spell. It'd allow me to shift through her memories of the chamber. And either obliviate or alter them as I saw fit too.

There's also a spell that would allow me to take the memories I required so that I wouldn't have to torture it out of her. But I haven't studied it enough yet to do it. I also need a pensieve to be able to observe them. But pensieves are rare and hard to come by. I know there's one in the headmaster's office, but I didn't want to be caught by anyone.

Maybe my secret room will provide me one? I muse. Just then my followers appear with an unconscious Granger. I notice some blood on her forehead and snarl. "What part of undamaged did you not understand?" I hiss at Yaxley.

"Wasn't our fault, my lord" he tells me.

"It was the two dolts Crabbe and Goyle" Avery states.

"Aye, they shot two stunning spells at her. That sent her flying into a bookshelf" Dolohov explains.

"Did they now?" I ask with a sneer as the two idiots appear with Malfoy. I draw my wand and point it at them as the door closed. "Crucio" I say and the pair fall to the ground. Screaming in agony. I let them suffer for a couple of minutes before lifting the curse. "Next time I give an order, I expect you to follow it to a T" I sneer. "Nott, Yaxley, Avery and Dolohov get those two out of my sight" I order.

They bow and left taking the two idiots. After Yaxley gave Granger to Malfoy. "Lay her on the couch" I tell Malfoy. Who nods laying her down. "Go wait outside and make sure no one enters. Alert me if someone is coming" I order. He bows saying 'yes, my lord'. Before leaving the room. Leaving me alone with Granger.

I look at her and stroke her hair examining the wound the two idiots had given her. Nothing fatal, but it will explore the lapse in memory she's about to have I tell myself. Now lets see what she knows about the Chamber of Secrets. I point my wand at her head using legilemence. Focusing on the chamber and I'm pulled into a memory.

(Memory)

I notice a bushy haired twelve year old girl with two boys her age. They were standing in a flooded corridor in front of a wall. With a message in blood written on it. The girl is Granger no doubt, though her hair was busher back then it is now.

"THE CHAMBER OF SECRETS HAS BEEN OPENED ENEMIES OF THE HEIR... BEWARE. It's written in blood" the younger Granger states.

"What's that? Hanging underneath?" the red haired boy asks. I notice something hanging by a torch.

"That's Filch's cat, it's Mrs Norris" the boy with messy hair states. Just then the other students appeared. With the professors.

"Enemies of the heir, beware! You'll be next, Mudbloods!" a boy that looks like Malfoy sneers. Locking eyes with Granger, but why?

I skip forward to her next memory of the chamber. She was in class. She had her hand raised. "Yes, miss Granger?" the professor asks.

"Professor, I was wondering if you could tell us about the Chamber of Secrets?" Granger asks her. The professor looks around and notices all the students appeared curious about the chamber. She sighs.

"Very well" she says. "You all know, of course, that Hogwarts was founded over a thousand years ago by the four greatest witches and wizards of the age...." she starts to explain. Useless, I know this story. I skip forward again.

It was her and the two boys again. This time outside. "D'you think it's true? D'you think there really is a Chamber of Secrets?" the red haired boy asks.

"Yes. Couldn't you tell: McGonagall's worried. All the teachers are" Granger states.

"But if there really is a Chamber of Secrets, and it's really been opened, that means" the messy haired boy says.

"The Heir of Slytherin has returned to Hogwarts. The question is, who is it?" Granger asks.

"Let's think. Who do we know who thinks Muggle-borns are scum" the red haired boy says sarcastically.

"If you're talking about Malfoy..." she starts to say and I smirk.

"Of course! You heard him: 'You'll be next, Mudbloods'" the red head reminds her.

"I heard him. But Malfoy? The Heir of Slytherin?" she asks not convinced.

"Maybe Ron's right, Hermione. I mean, look at his family. The whole lot of them have been in Slytherin for centuries" the messy haired boy tells her. As I look at him, he sort of reminds me of Potter from gryffindor.

"Crabbe and Goyle must know. Maybe we could trick them into telling us" Ron suggests.

"No. Not even they aren't that thick" Granger states. "But there might be another way. Mind you, it would be difficult. Not to mention we'd be breaking about fifty school rules. And it would be dangerous. Very dangerous" she tells them.

"When do we start?" Ron asks her. And I skip forward again. This time they're in the library.

"Here it is: 'The Polyjuice Potion. Properly brewed, the Polyjuice Potion allows the drinker to transform himself temporarily into the physical form of another" she states.

"You mean, Harry and I drink some of this stuff and we turn into Crabbe and Goyle?" Ron asks. Finally I know the other boy's name.

"Yes" she answers.

"Wicked! Malfoy'll tell us anything!" Ron exclaims.

"Exactly. But it's tricky. I've never seen a more complicated potion" she tells them.

"How long will it take to make?" Harry asks her.

"A month" she says sheepishly.

"A month? But if Malfoy is the heir of Slytherin... he could attack half the Muggle-borns in the school by then" Harry tells her.

"I know, but it's the only plan we've got" she states. I wonder if she succeeded in brewing it? It would be useful. I skip forward to see them in bathroom. Not just any bathroom, but the one that holds the entrance to the chamber. "Ok, add the hairs" she tells them. They all do so.

"Ew, essences of Crabbe" Ron says in disgust.

"Cheers" Granger says and they all drink. Ron runs into a cubicle saying he was going to be sick. "Me too" she states and runs into another. By the sounds of it the others had transformed successfully. But I notice she had turned into a part cat and laugh. Well at least she can brew a successful polyjuice potion.

Anyway time to get back to what she knows about the chamber of secrets. As I skip to another memory. This time it's just her and Harry. "Tom Riddle... Hm. And Ron said he won an award fifty years ago?" she asks.

"Special Services to the School or something" Harry states.

"Fifty years ago? You're sure?" she asks him.

"Yes, why?" he asks her confused and she rolls her eyes.

"Don't you remember what Malfoy told you? The last time the Chamber of Secrets was opened was..." she says.

"Fifty years ago!" he exclaims.

"Tom Riddle was here, at Hogwarts, when it happened. What if he wrote about what he saw? It's possible he knew where the Chamber was, how to open it, even what sort of creature lives in it" she states. I skip forward again.

They're outside. "It can't be Hagrid. It just can't be" Granger denies. Hagrid, as in the half giant gryffindor third year?

"We don't even know this Riddle. He sounds like a dirty, rotten snitch to me" Ron states. I glare at him hotly, wishing I could curse him.

"The monster had killed someone, Ron. What would any of us done?" Harry asks him.

"Look. Hagrid's our friend. Why don't we just go ask him about it?" Granger asks them.

"That'd be a cheerful visit. Hullo, Hagrid. Tell us, have you been setting anything mad and hairy loose in the castle lately?" Ron asks sarcastically and a large shadow falls over them. They urn to face the huge man.

"Mad an' hairy? Wouldn' be talkin' 'bou me, now would yeh?" the man asks joyfully. That's Hagrid alright.

"No!" they exclaim and I skip forward again. This time they appear to be having breakfast in the great hall. I notice Harry in quidditch robes.

"The voice! I just heard it again!" Harry exclaims. What voice? Ron shook his head, wide eyed. Granger, however, clapped a hand to her forehead.

"Harry—I think I've just understood something! I've got to go to the library!" she exclaims. She runs off and I skip to the library. "I was right" she mutters and I see her reading a page on a basilisk. "That's why Harry can hear it, it's a snake" she states. So Harry's a parsel mouth, yet he's in Gryffindor. Interesting. She scribbles Pipes on the bottom corner and rips the page from a book. She runs over to a ravenclaw prefect.

"I know what's attacking people, I have to get to professor Dumbledore. Do you have a mirror we could use to look around corners?" she asks. The girl nods and I watch them both get petrified. But the only reason I would of set the basilisk on them, would be in they were mud-bloods. I look down at the petrified Granger, a mud-blood. Yet very bright, pity.

I skip forward again. Harry was telling Hermione about the chamber entrance. About how I had released the Basilisk fifty years ago and had framed Hagrid. I alter her memories, erasing a few of them. Mainly the ones about the basilisk, the chamber entrance and me being the heir of slytherin. I then pull out of her mind.

(End of memories)

So she's from at least fifty years into the future. She must know about my rise to power. She will be very useful indeed. But what to do once I had the information I required? Do I let the Basilisk have her? Or do I keep her around? She seems to be the brains of the trio and it maybe worth keeping her around for that alone. I'll decide that later.

"Malfoy!" I call and he appears. "I've erased her mind on you lot taking her. Take her to the hospital wing, come up with what ever story you want" I tell him and left the pair.

A/N

Picture above of Goyle and Crabbe.