Whispers of Evil {2͛} | d.m. √

11

Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets
Hermione

"When a close friend unexpectedly leaves us, a piece of our heart is forever broken."

Hospital Wing

Later that night, Liv sat with Hermione in the moonlit room as Hermione studied the diary curiously. "Tom Riddle...hm. And Ron said he won an award fifty years ago?" Hermione asked and Liv nodded.

"Special Services to the School or something-" Liv started.

"Fifty years ago? You're sure?" Hermione asked.

"Yes. Why?" Liv asked.

"Don't you remember what Malfoy told you? The last time the Chamber of Secrets was opened was-" Hermione started.

"Fifty years ago," Liv quietly said before she looked up at Hermione. "That means-"

"Tom Riddle was here, at Hogwarts, when it happened. What if he wrote about what he saw? It's possible he knew where the Chamber was, how to open it, even what sort of creature lives in it. If so, whoever's behind the attacks this time wouldn't want a diary like this lying around, would they?" Hermione asked and Liv smiled.

"That's a brilliant theory, Hermione. Just one little problem, there's nothing written in this diary," Liv said.

"It might be invisible ink," Hermione said before she pulled out her hand. "Aparecium!" She tapped the diary three times but nothing happened. The pages remained blank and Hermione frowned before she passed the book back to Liv. "I don't know, Liv. But I think you should be careful with this. Something tells me Ron might be right. It could be dangerous."

And Liv stared at her friend as her worst fears came to light. All her insecurities come to the surface, formed into light tears in her eyes. "You don't think Harry and I are dangerous, do you, Hermione? I mean, you're not scared. Of-of me," Liv said, then she looked down at her hands, scared for her answer.

"I am scared, Liv," Hermione said and Liv looked up at her, a tear rolling down her face. Hermione then smiled before she took Liv's hand. "But not of you." Liv fluttered a smile before she hugged Hermione, who hugged back.

Gryffindor Common Room

In the study, Harry and Liv sat together, as Harry flipped through the blank pages of the diary. Harry started to set the diary aside, then noticed a bottle of ink sitting on the desk. An idea flickered. Taking his quill, Harry dipped it, but hesitated. He then wrote, "My name is Harry Potter."

The ink blazed briefly, then vanished, as if it were sucked into the page. "Woah," Liv muttered.

Slowly, oozing out of the page, came a response, "Hello, Harry Potter. My name is Tom Riddle."

Liv and Harry looked at each other intensely, before Liv took the quill. "Let me try this," she muttered before she wrote down, "And my name is Liv Potter."

"Hello Liv Potter."

Taking the quill back, Harry decided to write the words, "Do...you...know...anything...about...the...Chamber...of...Secrets?"

"Yes."

"Can...you...tell...us?"

"No." Harry and Liv frowned to themselves. "But I can show you."

Harry and Liv, waited, intrigued, when suddenly, the pages fluttered wildly, but stopped on the date June 13th.

On the page, a tiny square shimmered, like a window. Harry lifted the book, and put his eyes close, along with Liv, and pitched forward, spilling through the widening window, into a whirl of color and shadow.