Tom riddle x reader

Hello Father

Tom just looked at his dad not knowing what to say, could he be lying. No there was pain in this man's voice, sad pain. A small tear crawled out of his eye, what he said was true. Narcissa made him a tea, and he thanked you all so kindly for your hospitality, the silence grew uncomfortable however was stopped when Lily walked in,

"I missed something didn't eye." She laughed making you all laugh as she entered the room

As she fixed up James you filled her in and she gave a funny look, you gave her the same look back. The confusion was over the roof, it was a lot to take in, the hardest being that the feelings were mutual and that Tom could speak to his dead mother after all, but when. They were still all wanted by the Ministry, very wanted. You were wanted dead or alive and so was Bellatrix after word had gotten out that you two had indeed killed the snatcher. After a bit more small talk Tom Riddle senior said he had a warm motel room waiting for him, as he was about to leave he stopped before Tom had even tried to stop him.

"Somethings weighing on you son," he said calmly,

"I just...why now?" Tom asked weakly,

"I never found your location. I came one year to late to the orphanage, told me you were in Scotland in an asylum. But none had record of a Thomas Marvolo Riddle. About four months ago I met Marvolo in a village, that's when he told me everything."

"Why not a letter?"

"How was I supposed to send a letter to a school I didn't know existed, to a sixteen year old boy and say I'm his father?" Tom Riddle senior laughed at his son who had walked forward,

"Everytime I tried to write, I broke down. But I'm glad to have finally seen such the handsome young man who I'm proud to call my son."

Tom smiled but his eyes filled with tears, Tom Riddle senior pulled his son in for a hug and kissed his head.

"I'll see you back at the real Gaunt house my dear boy, I love you. And stay safe."

With that Tom Riddle senior left leaving not only smile on his face, but his son's too. Tom walked back inside happy, and everyone else seemed to be until James once again fell off the couch to win an argument with Sirius.

"You can't keep doing that!" Sirius yelled annoyed

"Hey! I'm injured." James giggled flipping off Sirius as Regulus laughed.

"What happens now?" Peter asked,

"How do we get the Ministry off our backs?"

"I turn myself in." You said blankly,

"No!" Tom yelled grabbing your hand,

"I've put everyone in danger, I'll go back. I'll go and then everything goes back to normal."

"I'll go with you, I did kill a person after all." Bellatrix said

"No! No ones leaving!" Remus said putting his foot down.

"Trust me! It'll be ok!"

"Actually, there's no need for you to go to the Ministry. I've taken care of it my dear children." Said a soothing voice, when they turned around they were shocked who was standing in the house.

"Professor Dumbledore!" You all exclaimed confused

"Don't worry young ones, you may return to the school. You are safest there, and Tom, you may go to see the ghost of Merope Gaunt if you want. With company,"  he gestured to everyone else,

"Ah James, your injured. Best we take you back to the hospital wing, hopefully you can still play quidditch."

"But Professor, he can't apparate." Lily explained worried,

"Not to worry, I sometimes like to travel by carriage, being lead by thestrals. There's enough space for you all unless you wish to find Merope?" Dumbledore smiled,

Tom looked at everyone and looked at you,

"The rest of you go, I'll go find my mother," Tom said

"No, we're a team now. We're all going except for James and Lily." Narcissa said, the others agreed.

James and Lily wished Tom the best before they left with Dumbledore. Grabbing your bags you all got ready to leave.

"You know where the house is?" Regulus asked,

"Yup." Tom said taking a deep breath,

You all grabbed eachother hands before Tom disapparated and you all did too. You landed right in front of the same looking house, however this time in England. You opened the door and saw a wispy woman standing there, her eyes both went different ways however she seemed to have control over them making them look straighter. She had a messy bun, her skin pale, body was skinny and frail. Her nose had a slight bump but she didn't look ugly like how she was described. Tom stepped forward and she did too.

"I didn't think I'd ever see face to face." She said, her voice was soft, soothing. Not at all how you expected it, she was sweet.

"So you are my mother?" Tom asked nervously,

"Yes, I'm your mother." She smiled.