The Return Of The Half-Blood Prince

Chapter 8-Eileen Prince's POV

Dear Diary, 3rd September, 1939

Today afternoon, I was walking back to the Slytherin common room from my Potions class when suddenly I banged into that boy, Tom Riddle. He looked terribly angry when he looked at me with those ugly green eyes of his. People say he looks charming, I say, he looks awful . He shoved me into a wall and said, "The next time you try to act too smart of yourself, you're dead filth. How dare you try to overtake me in today's Defence class. Trust me, you don't want to see my bad side."

Well, I gave back," Your not the only person allowed to answer, do you understand? And if you refer to this as your good side, then I am curious to see how horrible you look when someone gets on your bad side, really."

He had not expected that. Nor had he expected the wall where he had pushed me to be just beside a door. And not just any door, The door to Professor Snape's office! Just as he'd started to say something snobbish, a voice came from behind him.

"Well, well, troubling are classmates, are we Riddle?" Snape asks. "You were talking about your bad side, am I right? Well, I'd certainly wish to see your bad side." And then he gave me a wink.

"Sorry, Professor." whispered Riddle and walked down the corridor. At that moment, I'd liked Snape much more than any other teacher. " I'd advise you to stay away from that boy, Ms. Prince."

I then muttered a swift Thank You and rushed down the corridor to my common room.

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I keep my diary aside and look at myself in the mirror in front of my four poster bed, in the girl's dormitory. It is about 10:30 at night. It's for the first time that I have realized how much I look like Snape. I run my hand along my nose and then my cheeks.Thinking of it as a coincidence, I lie down on my bed and fall asleep.