Eclipsing the Dunes

[Tom Marvolo Riddle]

I nodded. It felt good using the name of my greatest school born rival as means of getting a leg up in this new society. Or at least starting to, if everything planned out just right. But I was under no illusions of the fact that plans seldom survived first contact with reality. David Monroe was for now a temporary thing until I could get a better handle on the situation of which I was in and what kind of legacy had followed me; or perhaps Albus as well.

The being that brought me here certainly had an odd sense of humor.

Well I’d just have to take advantage of that where I can.

“Yes, let’s make sure they are at ease.” I said warily, though I tried to hide it.

Readjusting the Sorting Hat as it informed me that my latest posting was sent, I moved forward with my most charming smile. As close to authentic as I could make it. Part of the advantage of being me was I had largely learned to control my emotions, feel when I wanted to. Most of the time what I chose to show was real. In this case I had a new start even if the situation I was in had become more dire. As my name may very be a loaded word, I would take steps to address such. Luckily the people in front of me who were now coming within a reasonable visual range were unlikely to be completely aware of who I was, if at all.

What were the chances? Especially when I knew well not to take such things unless there was no choice at all.

No, I filled myself with a thrumming sense of anticipation. I was making contacts, I could wield information like a knife, I may very well have an ally already. Yes this was a good start despite inconveniences. I would not ruin the opportunity like Voldemort had; I would not be overcome by an infant nor would the same child be my undoing again.

I refused to make the same mistakes again. I was learning and learning had always been my favorite past time.

“Onward and upward.” I said aloud though mostly to myself.

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