A Riddle or a Rhyme

Tom Riddle

September 13^th

9:15 pm

I've contacted...me...Yes, I wrote to the present day Voldemort, telling him about my plan to gain power for us both. I'm awaiting his return owl to see what he thinks of this whole thing. I'm very excited, it's almost like I'm waiting to get approval from my father. Ha. My father. What an idiot. How I despise that man. But he did serve his purpose to bring me back. Or...you know what I mean.

A most peculiar thing happened earlier. I was walking out onto the grounds, for my Herbology lesson, and I saw Ginny coming from Care of Magical Creatures. Our eyes met and locked, and suddenly she fell. Simple as that. She didn't trip or slip or anything. She just fell. I think I'm beginning to have a big affect on her energy. She looked very weak after one of her friends helped her up. As if she'd been knocked out when she fell, only she hadn't. Very curious.

...

I had a disgusting thought. I thought I might stop using the spell that's giving her soul to me. It's not like I care about her. It's not like it'd mean anything to me if she was seriously hurt. Only sometimes I think it might. Sometimes it's like...like...I'm love with her.

But that's ridiculous. It could never be true.

Oh. And here's the owl from the present Dark Lord.

...

He seems very pleased. That's good. I'm happy, then. But then...I'm not. Which is funny, because I can't imagine why I wouldn't be happy. Everything is going according to plan. Ginny is weakening, I'm growing stronger, and soon enough, I'll be able to control Hogwarts. Myself and I, that is.

I wonder how this will all work out. Well, I'll be going. Goodnight.

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Ginny Weasley

September 13^th

10:45 pm

Today was odd. Very odd. I mean. It was normal, until I was going up to the castle for lunch, after my Care of Magical Creatures class. I was walking, and talking with a bunch of my friends, and then I saw Tom leaving the greenhouse. It was odd, because we stared into each other's eyes for a moment, which was weird in itself, because we were quite a distance apart. But we caught each other's eye, and then I just fell. Yeah. Out of nowhere. And somehow, I felt sick after that. Sick like I did after my date with Tom.

I know people talk about being lovesick, but really. Come on. Love can't make you sick...can it? And I mean, I'm definitely in love with Tom. No denying it. My heart does this flippy thing whenever I see him, and I get all jittery. Even just when he's mentioned, it happens. Or I suppose it would, but nobody really mentions him. People usually discuss how much they hate all Slytherins, but nobody in Gryffindor's really seemed to notice that he even exists. Which is funny, because when I first talked to him, it was like we already knew each other. I just don't understand it.

Yes, so I spent the rest of the day in the hospital wing, and everyone's been really worried about me, I guess. Hermione said I've been acting a little like I did in my first year. That worries me, because in my first year Tom possessed me. Tom Riddle, I mean. And that's why I was sick.

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I was just thinking. Up until now I had very vivid memories of my first year at Hogwarts. Now I can't remember any details of what went on. I mean of course, there was my being possessed, and the attacks on the students. But...Ok, this will sound really stupid, but for a while, Tom Riddle haunted my dreams, or nightmares, rather. I knew exactly what he looked like, but now...now I can't even remember if I really strain my memory. Actually...those nightmares stopped...as soon as this school year started.

OH MY GOD!