[[ plotted starter for @lackingincharm
Professor Riddle took his position as Head of House very seriously. As the Head of Slytherin, each child in his house was under his care. They were his responsibility. At least temporarily, they were, for all intents and purposes, his own children. Which leant him a certain sympathy with all of their actual children. It was near the end of Severus Snape's first year when Tom got fed up with the consistent behavior problems displayed between him and the annoying band of Gryffindors who'd named themselves the Marauders. Even putting him in the same room as Potter or Black was a recipe for disaster and it could not continue.
He'd recognized, of course, that Severus didn't have a happy home life, but after their weekend conference and his dip into the father's mind... Well. It only took him a few days to solve that particular new problem.
"Mr. Snape?" he called, as soon as he spotted the boy from the entrance of the common room. "A word, please. In my office."
