"How do you manage to do such things, Harry?"
"It's natural charm, my sweet."
Ignoring the smug remark, Tom continued to stare at the letter in front of him.
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Lord Peverell,
I know that I've done heinous mistakes in the past, and I know no matter how much I beg for forgiveness, I do not deserve it.
Still, please know that I'm deeply sorry for my actions in the past. Now that I think of it, I understand how grievously mistaken I was. Please understand, Lord Peverell, that the reasons behind my actions have always been for the good of our people. Yet, I realize how wrong I had been, to pursue the goal.
You may want to burn and throw this letter away right now, but I beg you to hear me out.
I know that no matter what, you're a good man at heart, Hadrian. I know that you really care for the betterment of the magical community.
Keeping these things in mind, I hope that you realize just how dangerous Dark Lord Hades is. Even after living for more than a hundred years, I had never thought that our world would see anything worse than Gellert. Yet, here we are.
Lord Hades is slowly poisoning this magical world. From the little information I have on him, his magic is darker in nature, compared to Gellert.
I know, Lord Peverell, that you believe in the equality of magic, but please, for once, trust the knowledge of this old man.
I'm writing this letter, to invite you to join the Order of the Phoenix, an organization which works to defeat Dark Magic and it's users. For years, the Order has been inactive.
I hope you know that your parents, Lily and James, Sirius Black and Remus Lupin had been a part of this organization in the past.
I understand if you don't want to ever see my face again, but I beseech you to help us.
I've also sent Remus and Sirius similar letters, to ask them to join this. I know that they will.
We can even help you to find young Tom, Lord Peverell. You might know that no matter how much they claim, the Ministry won't be able to help you as much as the Order can.
After this madness of this Dark Lord is over, I promise you that you'll never have to worry about me.
Sincerely,
Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore
Head of the Order of the Phoenix._________________________________________
"How...? Why....?" Tom opened his mouth and closed it once again. He pointed again at the letter and asked, "Why is Dumbledore inviting you," He pointed his finger at Harry, "The same man who destroyed his reputation.... who made him a criminal!? Or has the old man really gone senile now!?"
Harry, the infuriating, handsome bastard, only laughed and said, "As good as it sounds, I don't think that the man has lost his mind, sweet."
"Then– then, why? He sent you a letter. If you reply, he'll send you some address. You can easily tell the aurors and out him. Why in Merlin's name would he do that!?"
"No, darling. He has a lot of people helping him from within the Ministry. The man has gathered a lot of blind support over the years. A few articles won't change the hero worship common people have for him. Also, he has given the right bait. If you were really kidnapped by someone right now, Dumbledore and his Order will be more useful than the idiots inside the Ministry."

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My Dear Dark Lord
FanfictionTom, as much as he hates to admit it, wants to fit in the wizarding world. Make a name. Probably kill Dumbledore. (And wants a family *it's a secret*). Harry wanted to change the world. Rule it. Become great. (And wants someone who will love him *a...