I sighed, looking out the window of the train. This was going to be a long lonely ride. I knew no one at all here and my brothers went of with there friends. I was sitting next to my twin brothers, George and Fred, but they paid no attention to me. They made me sit by them so I don't get eaten alive. What the heck? I never got those to, but I sat with them anyway. I started looking through my bag for something to do. Maybe I'd read one of my books and be ahead like Hermione. Nah, that wouldn't be the greatest idea, but better then nothing. I suddenly pulled out something I don't remember buying. It was different then most books I had, it felt really old. Well, all my books were but this was older. It was brown with golden corners. I looked at it carefully. I found printed on one of the sides it said Tom Marvolo Riddle. I looked confused at it. I have never heard of that name before in my life and I don't remember having to buy this book. I looked inside it, there was nothing at all. Not even a single word on the paper. Strange, I thought. This guy must have dropped it into my bag or something. Well might as well not let it go to bad use. I decided to write in it.

Dear Diary,

Today is my first day to Hogwarts and I am so nervous, I could puke my moms eggs. I don't know anyone , but my brother's friends and they aren't exactly going to let a first year hang out with them. I wish my brother, Ron, friend notice me. He said "hi" to me today and I thought I was going to die.

All of a sudden the words disappeared that and new words formed. Words I didn't write.

"What is your name child?"

I was in utter shock that the book could talk back to me.

I wrote, "Ginny, Ginny Weasly."

"Beauitful name," the book wrote. "My name is Tom Riddle."

"Hello Tom," I wrote.

The book wrote back, "Who was this boy you have a crush on?"

I wrote, "How did you know? I never told a soul that I have a crush him."

"Well I don't think your very good at hiding it. I mean you said you almost died when he said hi, not exactly hard to figure out."

I couldn't think of what to write. He was being kinda mean to me, but I was used to it having six older brothers.

"Yeah, I know. Please don't rub it in." I finally wrote. "I have six brothers to do that already."

"Oh, I'm sorry, sweety. That must be hard. I grew up in an orphanage til I went to Hogwarts."

"Oh, that sucks. I'm sorry. Where did you go on the summer breaks?"

"Back to that place of hell. I always hated it there."

"Did they treat you well there?"

"I guess, I just wanted a normal life, but I guess I could never have one."

"I don't think anyone can, really."

"You are very wise for a girl who just started Hogwarts."

"Having six brothers you learn a lot."

"I bet. Well, hows the train ride?"

"I feel ignored. My twin brothers told me to sit by them so I don't get eaten alive. But now they are flirting with girls and not even noticing I'm alive. The girls glare at me a lot and I have no idea why. I'm shy so I don't think I'm going to make any friends anyway. I guess I should get used to being alone."

"Don't say that. Its your first day, you don't know whats going to happen this year. Don't knock it before you try it. I bet a girl like you would make lots of friends."

I smiled at what he wrote. I read it again and again til it faded it to the worn paper. Whoever this Tom guy, he sure was a sweetheart. Even though he was a talking book, I still will count him as my friend. He makes me feel better about myself or at least a little more self-esteem. I had never been high on it being the youngest in all. I know what your thinking, oh the youngest is always a spoiled brat. Well, not me, I have never been spoiled a day in my life. My parents always have had money problems with having so many kids and having all the school fees. I feel bad for my parents that they have all there problems. George says it teaches them to use protection. I don't see how that is funny at all, but whatever. Not like it matters.

I decided to write again, "You are so sweet to me. I don't think of how I could repay you."

"I can think of a few ways. I'll tell you them later. When you are alone. Write in this diary tonight when everyone has fallen asleep."

"Why is that?"

"Because I want to talk to you alone and don't want you telling other people. Keep us a a secret."

Us? Us? Did he really just say us? Did he seem me as more then a stupid little girl? Maybe he wanted to be something more. I think I'm starting to like this book. Werid, I know, but he is a really sweet book. I laughed at myself getting more glares form the girls. My brother called me crazy. Which I probably was, but I don't care. For right now I was happy. I couldn't wait for tonight...

I woke up in a cold sweat, the memory seemed so real. It seemed like I was really that eleven year old girl again. I looked over at my side and I saw him. The boy who made my heart race even as an eleven year old girl. His messy jet black hair that made me want to run my fingers through til it was flat. Which I learned was pretty much impossible. His cheeks looked rosy from sleep. He looked so peaceful as he slept. I smiled, grazing my hand across his face. It was smooth to the touch. I could feel the beard that he had shaved off growing back. I giggled feeling it tickled my hand. I guess I laughed a little to loud for him, because as soon as I finished I saw his green snake like eyes open. I found it funny that his eyes reminded me of a snake, since Harry could talk to snakes. I smiled at him. "Good morning, baby."

"Morning," he yawned. "How did you sleep?"

"Good," I lied. I didn't want to tell him about the dream. I never told anyone what really had happen my first year at Hogwarts. I didn't want people to know how I had been a foolish little girl and let some book take control of my life. But it wasn't a book, it was more then that, it was a memory. A memory that has now become mine and forever will b mine.