Diana was heading downstairs for quidditch tryouts. Cass and Eliana were going too. Diana was pretty sure she was going to get the part, but she didn't say that aloud. They were walking by the girl's bathroom on the second floor, when they heard crying. Crying that sounded very familiar.
'Who do you think that it?' asked Eliana.
'Must be some third year.' said Cass. But Diana demanded that they checked. And as they entered, they saw a dead body lying on the floor. And a ghost, wailing at the top of her lungs.'
'Myrtle!' gasped Diana. She stopped crying.
'Who are you?'
'Myrtle you're dead!'
'How do you know my name-'
'MYRTLE, YOU'RE DEAD!' Myrtle looked at her dead body.
'Well, yes...' Diana's eyes widened in realisation. She asked Cass to get a professor, immediately.
'How did you die?' Myrtle started crying again.
'That's- that's really insen- insensitive!' she said between sobs. Professor Merrythought rushed to the scene, Cassandra behind her.
'Ms. Warren! Oh dear, oh dear! How did this happen?'
'Well, I was sitting in a U-bend, crying because Olive Hornby was teasing me. Then i heard a voice- a male voice speaking a weird language. I opened the door to tell him to go away, and then... I died.' she said, sniffing. The rest of the staff quickly entered the bathroom and thanking the three girls for informing them. Before leaving, Diana asked Myrtle one last question
'Did you see anything before you died?'
'I just remember seeing a pair of big yellow eyes.' Diana left, thinking about this statement. Harry had told her that Myrtle had given this exact description. She climbed down the stairs, towards the quidditch pitch.
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After the tryouts, Diana was sitting in the common room, with only few people. Tom was among them. She quietly sat beside him and peeped into the book he was reading.
'Diana,'
'Tom,'
'To what do I owe the pleasure?'
'I was wondering... If you knew anything about a certain death,' she said, shifting closer.
'Death?' he asked, pretending to be surprised.
'Myrtle Warren. Third year, Ravenclaw, murdered in the second floor girl's bathroom,'
'No clue,' He went back to his book and Diana sighed.
'Sure you don't. Then probably, you'll know something about-' she shifted closer and whispered in his ear- 'the Chamber of Secrets?' Tom was silent for a minute and said no.
'Spill it, Riddle. I know you did it.'
'Hmm, and what is your evidence?'
'You can speak Parseltounge...'
'It's interesting you know that, but you can't prove I can. No one will believe you.'
'Dumbledore will...' Tom didn't reply, but instead went back to reading his book.
'How do you know all this?' he said, raising an eyebrow.
'None of your business,'
'I'm not revealing anything until you don't,' Diana rolled her eyes.
'Which book is that?' she asked, curiously.
'Macbeth,' Diana made a puzzled face. 'He's a Muggle,'
'Oh... You know, sometime I wish I was in a book,' (A/N: Who's gonna tell her?)
'Me too... But I want to be the most powerful one...'
'So, like the villain.' Tom shrugged. Diana thought to herself, "You are a villain..."
(A/N: A loooooot is going on this chapter lol. How did you like it?)
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Heartless Sweetheart | T.M.R x OC
FanfictionDiana Potter is the older sister of the boy who lived , Fred and George's best friend, star chaser on the Gryffindor Quidditch Team, model student (not counting the pranks), graceful ballerina, extraordinary duelist. But what happens when, in her...