Not your average Tom Riddle story

By a Wondering Heart.

Summary: They tried to bring sixteen-year-old Tom Riddle out of the past. They ended up accidentally bringing him as a baby. Madness ensues.

Disclaimer: I am so J. K. Rowling and this is so what will happen in the seventh Harry Potter book. Puh-leaze…

Chapter One (or is this possibly a one-shot?): The BIG Mistake

"This is enough! We cannot go on loosing any more people," McGonagall said. This would be one of the very last meetings the Order of the Phoenix would hold in Hogwarts; Dumbledore had died only just recently, they still had not chosen a worthy Secret Keeper or even who would be the next leader of the Order, and thus they had all agreed that they would hold the Order's meetings at Hogwarts until they had settled down and had organized themselves once again.

Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, and Ron Weasley were a few the newest members of the Order of the Phoenix, accompanied by a few others of the most loyal members of Dumbledore's Army (Luna Lovegood, Neville Longbottom, Ernie Macmillan and Ginny Weasley, to be precise). Hogwarts had been closed, and since war against Voldemort and his Death Eaters was getting harder each day, they had had no choice but to allow even seventeen year olds to join the Order, had they proved to be trustworthy and useful.

"But what do you propose, Minerva?" asked Lupin. "It's not like we hadn't already been doing our best before the Death Eaters attacked Hogwarts!"

"I say we should stop being in the defensive and start attacking!" Moody exclaimed. "If we had focused more on killing Voldemort and less on protecting Hogwarts this wouldn't have happened, this school should have closed a long time ago, if you ask me!"

"Might I remind you that Albus wanted the school to be open, Alastor," said McGonagall sternly. "And that most of us still think that it should be."

Hagrid, Lupin and a few others nodded. But they hadn't had a say on the matter, the Ministry had shut Hogwarts down but a few days after the Headmaster Dumbledore's death.

"That's not the point!" Moody started, and was interrupted by Ginny, whom had raised her hand. Everyone turned to look at her.

"What is it, Ginevra?" McGonagall asked, casting a brief glance at Ginny's mother, Molly Weasley, as to make sure that she had not made her cry by paying attention to her only daughter. Molly had not liked at all the fact that Ginny, Ron and Harry had joined the Order.

"Well, I was just wondering if we could somehow travel back in time and find Voldemort. Just before he even made the diary, so he could be captured here and Voldemort would just vanish."

"That is an excellent point," Lupin said, nodding his approval. Then Hermione interrupted timidly. Everyone looked at her.

"But, Professor, "Hermione said, still not quite used to not having Minerva McGonagall as her Transfiguration teacher. "Wouldn't it be risky to have anyone in the Order go back? What if somebody saw us? And besides, even before he made the diary, I bet it would take more than one person to finish off Tom Riddle; he must have been quite powerful even then. It would be too complicated."

"But it's the only chance we've got," McGonagall said. "We have a bigger chance of finishing He-Who-Must when he was younger and not as experienced as he is now. If we are to be seen, it is worth the risk."

"But Professor!" Hermione said. "When you gave me that Time Turner back in my third year, you said—"

"It was for a student's school activities, Hermione, and not the defeat of one of the most powerful dark Wizards this century!" McGonagall said.

"But how will we get a Time Turner?" Harry asked. "The Ministry isn't exactly best pals with us now."

"That is quite easy, Harry," a dreamy voice interrupted, and everyone looked at Luna Lovegood, who was now smiling serenely from her seat. "We simply must bring back the You-Know-Who from the past; not go to him. We don't need Time Turners to do that. Everybody knows the Ministry is hiding a spell that would take something from the past, and selling us Time Turners instead so that the Minister can get funds for his very own Snorkack Army."

"Let me guess," McGonagall said, taking out her wand and rolling her eyes as Hermione sighed in irritation. "All we need to do is say, 'Accio, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named from the past!' and everything will be solved?"

Nothing happened. Tonks was suppressing a laugh.

"Not really," said Luna, raising her own wand and pointing it at a table before her before saying, "You have to focus on what time it would be, which is what? Almost sixty years ago, and it's actually 'Accio Tom Riddle Aetas'."

Nothing happened. Tonks suppressed another laugh, and both McGonagall and Hermione were trying to hide their annoyance at Luna's antiques as best as they could.

"You need to add Aetas in the end, but I don't think I focused enough on the time for it to work," Luna said.

"Er—Right." Harry said, torn between embarrassment and laughter himself, and they were all about to resume their talk before something happened; there was a sound coming from under the table. There was a baby crying. Everyone stared at the chair.

"What is that sound?" Hermione whispered, and it was clear she was shocked that Luna Lovegood had actually managed to summon anything. Ron was the one who looked under the chair first.

"What's a bloody toddler doing here?" he asked, surprised.

Everyone came closer to the table, and when Hagrid finally lifted it and moved it out of the way Harry saw a pale dark-haired boy, not older than three, crying and clearly scared and confused as to where he was, what had happened, and why.

"That—that's him!" Harry exclaimed, recognizing Voldemort immediately. Who else could it be, when his hair, skin and eyes looked exactly like Tom Riddle's?

"B-but it can't be…" McGonagall whispered, staring at the baby with wonder.

They stared at Tom Riddle for the longest time, and then Moody took out his wand.

"What are you doing, Alastor?" Mrs. Weasley shrieked.

"You can't hurt a baby!" Tonks exclaimed, picking the future Voldemort up and away from Moody's view.

"I dunno," said Harry bitterly, still confused as to what was going on. "He certainly killed me."

"But it's just a kid!" Ron said, and Hermione looked as though she wanted to side with Moody, but couldn't.

"What do we do then?" asked moody, irritated. "The whole idea was to kill Voldemort, wasn't it? Who cares if he's just a baby right now, he will be a fully grown Dark wizard by the time he finishes school!"

"He's killed many innocent people," McGonagall agreed. Then she looked at the baby Tom, and seemed to change her mind. "But maybe we should return him to his time, and try Luna's spell again so we can capture an older You-Know-Who?"

"But I don't know how to return him," Luna said calmly, as she walked toward Tonks and took the baby from her hands.

"What do you mean, you don't know?" asked McGonagall, Moody, Tonks and Hermione in unison. Ron smacked his own head in disbelief.

"The spell only works to bring things, not to put them back where they belong," Luna explained, rocking little Voldemort up and down until he stopped crying and went to sleep. He was drooling on her robes.

"Then what are we supposed to do with this child?" McGonagall asked, irritated. Harry heard Moody cough something that sounded very much like "Darkest Wizard alive".

"One of us could take a Time Turner and take him back to his own time," Tonks offered. "But it might take a while to get a hold of one, the Ministry still hasn't had the time to create new ones ever since that attack in the Department of Mysteries."

"Then it's settled," McGonagall said, rubbing her forehead as she attempted not to yell. All of this was only helping her get a headache. "We will wait for that moment to come, and until then, some of us will be assigned to take care of him. Lovegood, Potter; you first."

"Why me?" Harry asked instantaneously, meanwhile Luna simply smiled.

"You, because I do not trust Miss Lovegood with a baby, and because if I pair her off with Hermione, I am not so sure she will take her nonsense as well as you seem to."

All the others nodded in approval. Moody stood up. "This meeting's been dismissed for obvious reasons. Everyone get back to your posts or whatever you were doing. Luna and Harry, you can go stay in the Gryffindor or Ravenclaw Common Rooms with the demon kid while Remus, Minerva, Rubeous and I patrol the Hogwarts corridors… as always."

There was the sound of everyone moving their chairs back to their original positions and then leaving. Ron and Hermione waved Harry goodbye and wished him good luck before following Mrs. Weasley, who had not gone before first kissing Harry's forehead and wishing him luck, and Mr. Weasley, who waved Harry and Luna goodbye, out of the room.

"Er… Where should we go, then?" Harry asked nervously, looking back at Luna after having waved his friends goodbye.

"We can go to the Gryffindor Common Room, if you don't mind," Luna said dreamily. "I've heard it's located on the top of a tower and I think it might do the baby some good."

"Right…" Harry said, and moved to the door, leading Luna to the Gryffindor Common Room. Baby Voldemort hiccupped in his sleep.

A/N: Hope you liked it. Should I continue this? Kind reviews could really help me out! ;)