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Remember what Anne had said about changing the past and making things right? Yeah well fuck that. Riddle was making it oh, so difficult to forgive him.

'Torturing second years! Second years! What did the poor twelve year olds do?'

'It's Tom Riddle. The Slytherin Prince. What else do you expect.' said Cedrella, unwrapping her chocolate frog.

It was the last few days of December and January was creeping close. Diana sighed and fell face first onto her bed. Why her, for Merlin's sake? Why did she have to get stuck in the past? There was loud knocking on the door that made Diana snap out of her thoughts. Cedrella opened the door and Cassandra creeped in with a sheepish smile.

'Ann-flower... promise not to be mad, okay?'

'What would I be angry about?' asked Diana, her voice muffled.

'So I may or may not have resigned from the Prefects post... Because It's interfering with my sleep schedule.'

'Aaaand?'

'Promise not be angry?'

'Stop beating around the bush, Cassie!'

'ProfessorSlughirnmightvechosenyoutobecometheprefect.' She said in one go.

'Hmm?'

'Professor Slughorn might've... chosen you for the post...' Diana bolted up and looked at Cassandra, her mouth open.

'BLOODY HELL, CASSIE! Why would you do that? You know I hate prefects, and becoming one is to much to ask from me!'

'Professor's calling you to his office...' said Cassandra, looking down. Diana stormed out of the room. Cedrella gave Cassandra a look.

'What was I supposed to do?'

'Not stay up studying after your prefect duties?'

~*~

Diana was sitting in Professor Slughorn's office, dumbstruck.

'You do know your duties?'

'Yes, Professor.'

'Good. Now you will be placed for night duty on the first floor. You will be informed by the head girl if there are any changes.' Slughorn said. Diana nodded her head gently. 'Mr. Riddle would be patrolling alongside you.' Realisation dawned upon Diana. Tom Riddle was also a prefect. She sighed heavily but Slughorn didn't notice.

'Yes, sir.'

'One more thing,' Slughorn started, merrily, 'Please do come for the New Year's Slug Club party! We've missed you for the past few dinners.' Diana forced a smile and nodded her head slowly.

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