The Day He Stole My Heart *COMPLETED*

Chapter 8- The Diary

SCARLET'S POV

It was night time and Harry, Ron and I were just roaming the halls.
"Have you spoken to Hermione? " Ron asked,
"She said that she should be out of the hospital in a few days after she stops coughing up fur balls " Harry replied; I giggled at the thought.
"Wait what's this? " I said as I pointed at the flooded hall in front of us. We ran down the hallway towards the
source of the flood,
"Look! I think its coming from the girls bathroom " Ron exclaimed, pointing towards it.
"I think Moaning Myrtle clogged the toilets again " I replied as we walked into the bathroom, looking around we realized that this place had even more water than the halls.
"Yuck! " Ron said as he stepped on a soggy peice of toilet paper, I scrunched up my nose in disgust as he tried to get it off with a dry piece of toilet paper.
"Yup she flooded the bathroom alright" Harry said while pointing at the clogged toilets and running sinks,
we heard a moaning sound from above us. We all looked up only to find Myrtle on the ledge of a window crying. Her face was in her hands and she was hovering just above where she was seated.
She looked down and noticed us,
"Oh, come to throw something else at me? " She asked, sniffling.
"Why would we throw something at you? " Harry asked,
"Don't ask me! Here I am, minding my own business, and someone thinks it's funny to throw a book at me. " She says while
moaning once more.
"But, it can't hurt if someone throws something at you. I mean, it'll just go right through you. " I looked at Ron as my hair turned green, what is
he thinking?! saying that to a girl let alone a sensitive ghost!, Myrtle suddenly flew over just above Ron's head; inches to his face.
"Sure! Let's all throw books at Myrtle because she can't feel it! Ten points if you get through her stomach! Fifty points if it goes through her head! " she basically screamed as she demonstrated on Ron; his face was white by the time she was done. Serves him right.
"But, who threw it at you, anyway? " I asked, trying to ease the tension that was building up in this bathroom,
"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" she began to whimper once more and then flew away towards a toilet and plunged inside it. Ew. Harry looked down and picked up
what seemed to be some sort of book or diary? we walked out as Harry stayed behind for a moment before realizing that we were
gone. Soon, we were back in the corridors, going to sleep, but I couldn't help but think, why was there a diary in the bathroom? it was probably what was thrown at her.
But who's is it? but most importantly, why was Harry so drawn to it?
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NIGHTTIME LIBRARY

It was just Harry and I, we were finishing up some homework for Snape, but Harry seemed distracted by the book that he
had found yesterday. The only thing that we knew about it was that it belonged to some kid named Tom Marvolo Riddle. I watched as Harry opened the diary and tried to write in it, but as he moved the quill over to the paper, a dot of
ink had hit the paper. We watched in amazement as it disappeared right before our eyes.
"Woah, Harry, try to write something" he nodded and wrote his name,
"'My name is Harry Potter.' " it then vanished into the paper, but something weird happened, someone wrote back,
"Hello Harry Potter, my name is Tom Riddle. " Woah wait that's the kid who supposedly owns this book. It had to be charmed or something.
"Harry, ask it if it knows anything about The Chamber of Secrets " I said; quirking my eyebrow. He put the quill on the paper and wrote,
"Do you know anything about The Chamber of Secrets? " immediately it replied,
"Yes " I gasped, Harry began writing again,
"Can you tell me? " soon, Tom wrote back,
"No " we were disappointed until he continued with,
"But I can show you. Let me take you back fifty years ago...13th June " we both gasped as the pages began to flip on its
own accord before we were eventually sucked inside the book! when we opened our eyes, we found that we were inside
a different part of the castle and the whole place was black and white? Suddenly we saw people wheeling by with a stretcher
that seemed to have a dead body in it. We then heard a familiar voice, Dumbledore.
"Riddle! Come. " we looked over and saw a boy who looked to be in his 5-6th year in Hogwarts, he had slick back black hair and looked to be a prefect.
"Prof. Dumbledore " Dumbledore didn't seem too happy right now, in fact he seemed younger. Though we are 50 years in the past.
"It is not wise to be wandering around this late hour, Tom. " Tom nodded,
"Yes, Professor. I- I suppose I- I had to see for myself if the rumors were true. " Dumbledore looked at
him with a sorrowful look,
"I'm afraid they are, Tom. They are true. " I don't know what it was about Tom but there was something....off about him,
" About the school, as well? I don't have a home to go to. They wouldn't really close Hogwarts, would they Professor? "
Dumbledore was silent for a few seconds before answering,
"I understand Tom, but I'm afraid Headmaster Dippet may have no choice. " Tom looked at him,
"Sir- if it all stopped- if the person responsible was caught-- " Dumbledore cut him off,
"Is there something you wish to tell me? " it went silent,
"No sir, nothing " Dumbledore didn't seem phased at all, but let it slide,
"Very well, then. Off you go. " Tom nodded,
"Goodnight, Sir " then it felt like we were being pushed somewhere else, we soon ended up in this dark room, I then
saw Tom and what seemed to be Hagrid?,
"Evening, Hagrid. I'm going to have to turn you in, Hagrid. I don't think you meant it to kill anyone, but-- " Hagrid cut him off,
"You cant! you don't understand! " Tom smirked,
"The dead girl's parents will be here tomorrow. The least Hogwarts can do is make sure the thing that killed their daughter is slaughtered. "
I gasped,
"It wasn't him. Aragog never killed no one! Never! " Tom chuckled, ok I really don't like this guy,
"Monsters don't make good pets, Hagrid. Now, stand aside. " Hagrid looked up,
"No! " Tom sighed,
"Hagrid, stand aside! " Hagrid shook his head.
"No! " Tom suddenly pointed his wand at something,
"Cistem aperio! Arania exumai! " then what seemed to be a large spider, ran out just missing my feet,
"Aragog! Aragog! " he screamed,
"I can't let you go. They'll have your wand for this, Hagrid. You'll be expelled. " I gasped along with Harry, suddenly
it felt like we were being pushed back out of the book, we both looked at Hagrid,
"Hagrid! Hagrid! " but it was too late, we were taken out of the book and we were back where we should be, we looked at
each other in shock of what we just saw,
"Woah! " we both exclaimed, we knew that we had to tell Hermione, Ron and Kirsten but I still had a bad feeling about Tom.
I don't know why but there was just something off about him, and I was going to find out why.