Childhood Friend (A Harry Potter Fan-Fiction) Book 2 Harry Potter X Male OC

Chapter 15: Flooded Bathroom

Hospital wing (two weeks later)

Staggering under the weight of the library books in our arms, Harry, Ron and I made our way to Hermione's bed , which is covered in...books.

"Oh, good. Put those anywhere." Hermione says I looked at her confused. There is no anywhere. So we just dropped them.

"Madam Pince asked that we relay a message to you, Hermione: She'd appreciate it if you'd leave a few books for the rest of the school." Ron says

"I've got to keep up, haven't I?" Hermione says and her tail twitches and I smiled still surprised it there

"Is that thing ever going away?" Ron asks

"Any day now, according to Madam Pomfrey. I'm just thankful I've stopped coughing up fur balls."

"We all are, believe me."

"Not me I thought it was quite funny-" I said Harry nudges me. "Oh. I agree with Ron." Hermione rolls her eyes.

"Now. What about the Chamber of Secrets? Any new leads?" Hermione asked

"Nothing." Harry says

"I got one." I said

"What is it?" Harry asks

"The book that Ginny had. She was scribbling in it at the library before-"

"You blew up the Hufflepuff's books?" Hermione says

"Yes. She looked pale and tired but kept scribing in it."

"What that supposed to mean?" Ron says

"If your thinking I mean Ginny, I'm not, it's the book. It has to be." I said

"It's just a diary" Ron says

"Maybe..." I said

"Has it gotten any better? I mean... is anyone speaking to you guys again?" Hermione asks

"Neville asked to borrow a tubeworm in Potions yesterday. I suppose that's something." Harry answers

"And you?" Hermione asked me

"Neville asked me the password to the Gryffindor common room. Work in progress." I said shrugging and walked near Hermione bed and seen a card under Hermione's pillow.

"To Miss Granger. Wishing you a speedy recovery, from your concerned teacher Gilderoy Lockhart." I read out loud

"You sleep with that under your pillow?" Ron asked and I snickered

"Of course not. I don't know how that got there." She says

"Mmm" I said smiling and nodding.

"Now go. I still have six hundred pages to read in Transformation Through the Ages." Hermione says.

I put the card down and before I left I put my hand on my stomach and bowed. "We are so sorry to disturb you...Mrs.Lockhart." I said smirking as I sat up and she grabs a book and my eyes widen and ranned laughing.

It was night in the second floor corridor, Harry, Ron, and I were mounting the stairs.

"I know Hermione's mental, but can you believe she falls for that smarmy nonsense of Lockhart's?" Ron says

"It's just two mental people falling in love." I said laughing.

Ron and Harry starts laughing with me then we stopped walking and looked down. A big flood of water streams from the girls bathroom. From within the inside you can hear Myrtle moaning.

"Looks like Myrtle's flooded that bathroom." Harry said splashing off towards the bathroom, Ron steps lightly.

"Yuck." Ron said in disgust.

"Your mad if you think I'm stepping in this." I said looking at the floor

"Come on, Leon! If I have to do it you have to do it to." Ron says

"I never signed anything that said doing the exact same things that Ron does." I said looking down at the  water.

"Come on!" Ron yelled

"Fine. You better hope this is sink water or I'll beat your arse." I said stepping in the water annoyed.

Girls bathroom, night
Hugh, wracking wails echo off the dreary tile. All the taps are running, streaming like tiny waterfalls. As we stepped into the last cubicle, Myrtle spins accusingly.

"Come to throw something else at me?" She said

"Why would I throw something at you?" Harry says

"Don't ask me. Here I am, minding my own business, and someone thinks it's funny to throw a book at me..."

"You can't feel it right?" I said

"Yeah, I mean it'd just go right through you, wouldn't it?" Ron says

"Oh sure! Let's all throw books at Myrtle, because she can't feel it! Ten points if you can get it through her stomach. Fifty points if it goes through her head!" Myrtle says

"Oo! Are we actually playing! I'm getting payed for this right?" I said excitedly, digging my hand in my bag and Harry grabs my wrist and shakes his head at me I sighed and rolled my eyes as Myrtle glared at me.

"Who threw it at you anyway?" Harry asked removing his hands from my wrist.

"I don't know. I didn't see them. I was just sitting in the U-bend, thinking about death and it fell through the top of my head." Myrtle explained.

"Fifty points if you can get it through her nose." Ron says

"Make it seventy and you have a deal." I said

"I HEARD THAT!" Myrtle yelled.

The three of us dashed out the girls bathroom

Harry examines the book as we walked.

"This is a diary. And it's old..." he says

"I think I seen that before?" I said

"What do you mean?" Harry asked me

"Ginny...she was writing and always holding it."

"You sure it was Ginny who was holding it?" Ron says

"Yeah. Maybe she wrote in it?" I said

Harry starts opening the book and Ron grabs his hand stopping him.

"It certainly wasn't Ginny, and are you mad? That could be cursed. Dad once told me about a book the Ministry confiscated that burned the eyes out of anyone who tried to read it." Ron says

"To hell what Ron says, Harry! Open it!" I said looking over his shoulder.

"We'll take our chances..." Harry said smiling and looks at me then opens the book.

"AHHHHH! MY EYES! MY EYES!" Harry screamed

"HARRY! IT BURNS! IT BURNS!" I said playing along with him.

Ron freezes terrified until he sees Harry grins and I started laughing. Harry handed the book to me and at the end of the corridor ginny stands looking at us with utter terror in her face then dashes off.

"Ginny! We was only joking!" I yelled

"Brilliant. Now your sister thinks we're a monster now."

"Who doesn't."

"Hey!" I said offended.

Ron frowns. Then on the first page on the diary, embossed letters spelling out a name: Tom Marvolo Riddle.

"Tom Marvolo Riddle? Hang on. I know that name..." Ron says thinking.

"Of course! The night I had detention... My job was to polish the silver in the trophy room. I remember because I kept burping slugs all over Tom Riddle's trophy. I must have wiped slime off his name for an hour." Ron explains as I looked through the pages they're empty.

"It's nothing in here?" I said

"That's odd. He never wrote in it." Harry says