i know that this has been done before, but i wanted to put my own twist on things.

disclaimer: i don't own anything, except the plot!

Tom Riddle looked out of the window, into the pouring rain. He could hear the thunder rumbling faintly, and he saw the occasional flash of lightning. This really was a day for sitting in front of the fire with a hot cup of coffee and a good book. Turning away, he summoned a house elf, giving it orders for a hot cup of coffee. After the creature had popped away, he summoned his book and settled into the armchair that was seated in front of the fire.

Just as he had gotten comfortable, he felt a shift in the wards. He groaned in annoyance. There was something magical out front, and he wasn't going to get any peace until he investigated. Out in the pouring rain.

He dressed in a pair of loose pants and a shirt. If he was going to get wet, he might as well do it properly.

Once out in the rain he started to search, hoping to merlin that there would be a clue or something that he could use. He stopped suddenly, listening hard. He could have sworn he heard something. There it was, a yowl. He growled in frustration. A cat?! He was here for a cat! Swearing a blue steak, he set off in the direction of the sound hoping that there was something else out there.

He came to the pond Narcissa had insisted on putting there, and saw a black cat standing on a stone set in the centre of the pond. The cat saw him and went quiet, a small meow sounding, hoping he would get the hint. Swearing, he started to wade into the pond glaring at the sodden creature. Once he was close enough, the cat leapt for him, latching it's claws onto his shirt. He automatically put his arms around it, and felt it start to shake. He sent a thought tendril out to the wards, and discovered that the creature in his arms was the intruder. Glaring at the cat, he set off for the house.