The Hated Twin

Chapter Eight

Ginny's Point of View:

I couldn't sleep at all last night and it wasn't just because of that diary. It was because of something else as well. I swear I saw a shadow in our room last night. The shadow was a shape of a person. It did nothing but stare at Lottie. It didn't hurt her, it was like it was protecting her from something. It was there for hours, the sun was just starting to rise when it left. It planted a kiss on Lottie's forehead and climbed out the window. As it was leaving it passed my bed. I smelt something. It smelt like something dead. Today the first thing I saw was Lottie writing in her diary; writing to him. As soon as she saw I was awake she quickly stuffed it in her bag.
"Morning GG" she said cheerfully. I nearly rolled my eyes at her.
"Morning" I said while getting up and getting dressed.
As soon as I got down to the common room I pulled Arty off to the side.
"What's up Gin?" He asked.
"You said your mum works at the Ministry right?" I asked. He nodded.
"Yeah, why?" He asked.
"Can you write to here and ask if she ever heard of someone by the name of Tom Riddle? Lottie has this diary that writes back to her and the person who writes back says his name is Tom Riddle." I whispered to him. He paled and nodded.
"Come on, we can write it now." He said. He took my hand and lead me up to his dorm room. We passed Harry and Ron on our way up but they didn't say anything.
We quickly and quietly finished our letter to Arty's Mum, as well as his grandfather and great uncle(I freaked out a little when he told me he was Newt Scamander's great-nephew.) asking about Tom Riddle. When we were done we headed downstairs to the Great Hall.
We sat next to Hermione, Ron, Harry, Lottie and Neville. Lottie and Harry next to each other. I saw Harry go to grab Lottie's hand. Lottie started to blush and Ron sent Harry a warning glance. I made small talk with Neville and Arty. Everyone else was talking among themselves. Lottie and Harry flirting, Hermione and Ron bickering like a old married couple and Ellie and Holly talking to each other about boys and make up. Hermione, Ellie and Holly were smirking when Lottie and Harry started blushing. Ron was getting really annoyed.
"WOULD YOU STOP FLIRTING WITH MY SISTER" he shouted at Harry. Percy, Fred and George came over to see who was flirting with Lottie. I looked down at my hands and Arty rubbed my back.
"Come on Ron it's only Harry" Fred said.
"Yeah they would make a cute couple" George added making Lottie and Harry blush.
"She is to young for dating" Percy said sternly."
"Just because you have never had a girlfriend" Lottie grumbles. I felt like crying. Soon it was time for our first class.
Me, Lottie, Ellie and Holly went off to our first lesson. Potions with Luna. Yay.

After Class

I am so happy classes are over. I hate my teachers. They love comparing me to Lottie when I get something wrong or mess up. People keep talking about Harry being the heir of Slytherin. As we were walking down the hall we unfortunately ran it to a certain blonde.
"Well well well isn't is the blood traitors. Red hair, handy down robes mush be a Weasley" Malfoy sneered at Lottie and I, mostly me. Lottie snapped.
"Blond hair Slytherin robes must be a Malfoy" she spat his last name. He looked taken back but regained his self to live up to his Malfoy name.
"I'm not talking to you, stupid redhead" he did not just go there.
"At least I'm not a bleach blond!" Lottie was getting really angry. The crowd all 'ohhhh' when they heard what Lottie said.
"Shut up weasel" He said while his face going pink. I don't understand why. That was hardly an insult. I saw Hermione, Ron and Harry making their way through the crowd.
"At least I don't look like a bloody ferret" she shot at him. As soon as she said that people starting laughing. When the trio got to us Ron tried to drag Lottie away. It took Ron, Hermione, Harry, Fred, George, Percy, Luna, Ellie, and Holly to drag her away. I didn't really care. I saw Arty sitting at the table with a letter in his hands. He waved me over.
When the others were dragging Lottie away and she was screaming, "YOU HAVEN'T SEEN LAST OF CHARLOTTE-ROSE JANNAH WEASLEY, MALFOY" I snuck over to the table and sat next to Arty.
"Bloody hell Lottie" I heard Ron say.
"Yeah what ever, I'm going to bed" She said while storming up the stairs.
Arty was as white as a sheet.
"You need to get that diary to Dumbledore as soon as possible." He said.
"Why?" I asked.
"Tom Riddle was the real name of Voldemort." He said, showing me the letter. I read it over and saw the word 'Horcrux.'
"What's a horcrux?" I asked. Arty gulped.
"My Mum told me about them. It's an object that holds the piece of a dark wizard or witch's soul." He explained. I paled.
"We need to get that diary." I said. He nodded.