Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, Hogwarts, Ginny, Tom, or anything
else, that privilege goes to the lucky JK Rowling. I don't even really own
the plot, it's basically CoS from Ginny's point of view, through Riddle's
Diary.
A/N: Ever wonder what Ginny said to Tom in her diary? This is my version. Hope you like it!
September 1
Dear Diary,
I'm one of those girls who doesn't stand out in a crowd. I'm one of those girls that you probably wouldn't remember a few months from now. I'm one of those girls with nothing extraordinary about me. I'm Ginny Weasley.
*Why do you think such a thing, Miss Ginny Weasley?*
Who? What? Did someone just write in my diary right before my eyes?
*Yes and no. Perhaps I should introduce myself, before I frighten you any more.
My name is Tom Marvolo Riddle. I was once a student at Hogwarts, a brilliant student, might I add. But I had no one to talk to, no one to confide in. And so I created this diary. I'm sure you're wondering what I am. A ghost, perhaps? No, Ginny, I am not a ghost, as I am pretty sure you are guessing. I am a memory, a memory of myself at sixteen. I am a memory preserved in this diary, someone you can confide in, without worrying that I will tell anyone your secrets.*
This is incredible, diary. Er, should I say, Tom. I never guessed that such a shabby looking book would possess such power. I found this in one of my schoolbooks, you know. I got them all secondhand. You see, I love my mum and dad, but they can't afford much. I wouldn't mind, except that people wonder and pry, and-
*I know, Ginny. I was a poor and penniless orphan once. But Hogwarts became a home to me, and so it shall for you.*
Tom? If you don't mind, I'm going to bed. I'm simply exhausted. I'll write more tomorrow.
*Goodnight, Ginny.*
September 2
Dear Tom,
Will I ever learn all these rules? There are so many to remember! And all the different corridors, and passages, and changing staircases, it's all so confusing! And the lessons, they're just so hard. I thought that I would be ahead, coming here from an all-magic family, but I'm not.
*Don't worry, you shall soon catch up. Everyone does, in the end.*
I hope so. This morning, I was horribly embarrassed. My older brother Ron and his best friend flew my dad's car into the Womping Willow, and they were seen by muggles. Mum sent Ron a Howler, and it shrieked at him for five minutes straight! And then, as if it wasn't bad enough already, she congratulated me on making Gryffindor, and said all this ridiculously sappy stuff.
*You're in Gryffindor?*
Yes. What house were you in?
*If I tell you, will you hate me?*
I don't think so.
*I was in Slytherin. But don't you think, even for a minute, that I'm like all those other Slytherins! Because I'm not. I've never been one to form impressions based on houses. I generally like to get to know people first. I hope you won't judge me too quickly.*
Do you mean that? You won't hate me just because I'm in Gryffindor? Because right now, I really need a friend. Mum told Ron to look out for me, but he's no help.
*You can always talk to me, Ginny. And I will always listen.*
Thank you so much Tom! I've got to go now, but I'll write more later.
September 2, later
Dear Tom,
I suppose you've never heard of Harry Potter.
*No, I haven't . Why should I?*
Oh, he was after your time, I would've been surprised if you had heard of him.
*Tell me?*
Do you know who You-Know-Who is?
*His name is Voldemort. And yes.*
Well, when Harry was just a baby, You-Kn, I mean Voldemort, killed Harry's parents. But when he tried to kill Harry, the spell reversed itself, and hit Voldemort, reducing him to a mere shadow, or so Dumbledore says.
*Dumbledore? You know Dumbledore?*
Yes, he's the headmaster. Do you know him?
*He was the transfiguration teacher in my time. But never mind, that's of no importance. Continue.*
Anyway, last year, Harry met up with Voldemort again, and defeated him again.
*So Harry's a big hero.*
Yes, and that's not all he's done. He's smart, and he was the first year ever to be picked for the house quidditch team. He plays Seeker, and he's quite good. He's never lost a match. To top it off, he's Ron's best friend.
*Is he your friend too?*
I wish he was. But he'll never be my friend. Why would he want to be friends with poor little Ginny Weasley? To him, I'm just another red-haired Weasley, Ron's little sister.
*Ginny, I-*
Stop, Tom! Ron's coming over here, I've got to stop writing.
*Goodbye, then.*
September 5
Dear Tom,
I'm sorry it's been so long. Snape assigned us an extra-long essay during our first class. He's a nightmare, he frightens me. He's got long greasy hair and a hooked nose, and a fondness for torturing us Gryffindors. He's head of Slytherin, so it figures. Oh, sorry, I forgot. You were in Slytherin.
*Not with Snape. I never knew him.*
Well, consider yourself lucky. He's not at all nice. He's always threatening us. I don't know why Dumbledore doesn't sack him.
*Oh, I'm sure old Dumbledore has got his reasons, however strange they maybe.*
Tom, don't you like Dumbledore?
*He was a fair enough teacher, I suppose. What bothered me was how meddlesome he was, always sticking his long nose in my business, always suspecting me for everything.*
But Ron says that Dumbledore is the best headmaster Hogwarts has ever seen.
*Perhaps he's changed, then.*
I suppose. Listen, I'm sorry, but I've got to go finish my Charms homework. I'll write more when I can.
*Have fun.*
September 5
Dear Tom,
Today was Friday, so this afternoon, I went down and visited Hagrid. I figured he'd be nice, since Ron's always talking to him. Also, I thought that maybe I'd run into Harry, but no luck.
*Hagrid? Rubeus Hagrid is still at Hogwarts? I thought-*
What do you mean, Tom? Did you know Hagrid?
*Oh, I knew Hagrid all right. Keep away from him, Ginny! Don't listen to what he says! And, most importantly, don't mention me to him, or anyone, for that matter.*
I won't, Tom. But what's wrong with Hagrid? Ron and Harry are friends with him.
*Hagrid can be deceiving, Ginny. Remember that.*
I will. I've got to go, it's dinner time.
*Happy eating, Ginny.*
A/N: You like? Yes? No? Maybe? Review and tell me if you want more! Cuz I'm not gonna do a whole lot of work if no one's gonna read it! Ten reviews before I continue!
A/N: Ever wonder what Ginny said to Tom in her diary? This is my version. Hope you like it!
September 1
Dear Diary,
I'm one of those girls who doesn't stand out in a crowd. I'm one of those girls that you probably wouldn't remember a few months from now. I'm one of those girls with nothing extraordinary about me. I'm Ginny Weasley.
*Why do you think such a thing, Miss Ginny Weasley?*
Who? What? Did someone just write in my diary right before my eyes?
*Yes and no. Perhaps I should introduce myself, before I frighten you any more.
My name is Tom Marvolo Riddle. I was once a student at Hogwarts, a brilliant student, might I add. But I had no one to talk to, no one to confide in. And so I created this diary. I'm sure you're wondering what I am. A ghost, perhaps? No, Ginny, I am not a ghost, as I am pretty sure you are guessing. I am a memory, a memory of myself at sixteen. I am a memory preserved in this diary, someone you can confide in, without worrying that I will tell anyone your secrets.*
This is incredible, diary. Er, should I say, Tom. I never guessed that such a shabby looking book would possess such power. I found this in one of my schoolbooks, you know. I got them all secondhand. You see, I love my mum and dad, but they can't afford much. I wouldn't mind, except that people wonder and pry, and-
*I know, Ginny. I was a poor and penniless orphan once. But Hogwarts became a home to me, and so it shall for you.*
Tom? If you don't mind, I'm going to bed. I'm simply exhausted. I'll write more tomorrow.
*Goodnight, Ginny.*
September 2
Dear Tom,
Will I ever learn all these rules? There are so many to remember! And all the different corridors, and passages, and changing staircases, it's all so confusing! And the lessons, they're just so hard. I thought that I would be ahead, coming here from an all-magic family, but I'm not.
*Don't worry, you shall soon catch up. Everyone does, in the end.*
I hope so. This morning, I was horribly embarrassed. My older brother Ron and his best friend flew my dad's car into the Womping Willow, and they were seen by muggles. Mum sent Ron a Howler, and it shrieked at him for five minutes straight! And then, as if it wasn't bad enough already, she congratulated me on making Gryffindor, and said all this ridiculously sappy stuff.
*You're in Gryffindor?*
Yes. What house were you in?
*If I tell you, will you hate me?*
I don't think so.
*I was in Slytherin. But don't you think, even for a minute, that I'm like all those other Slytherins! Because I'm not. I've never been one to form impressions based on houses. I generally like to get to know people first. I hope you won't judge me too quickly.*
Do you mean that? You won't hate me just because I'm in Gryffindor? Because right now, I really need a friend. Mum told Ron to look out for me, but he's no help.
*You can always talk to me, Ginny. And I will always listen.*
Thank you so much Tom! I've got to go now, but I'll write more later.
September 2, later
Dear Tom,
I suppose you've never heard of Harry Potter.
*No, I haven't . Why should I?*
Oh, he was after your time, I would've been surprised if you had heard of him.
*Tell me?*
Do you know who You-Know-Who is?
*His name is Voldemort. And yes.*
Well, when Harry was just a baby, You-Kn, I mean Voldemort, killed Harry's parents. But when he tried to kill Harry, the spell reversed itself, and hit Voldemort, reducing him to a mere shadow, or so Dumbledore says.
*Dumbledore? You know Dumbledore?*
Yes, he's the headmaster. Do you know him?
*He was the transfiguration teacher in my time. But never mind, that's of no importance. Continue.*
Anyway, last year, Harry met up with Voldemort again, and defeated him again.
*So Harry's a big hero.*
Yes, and that's not all he's done. He's smart, and he was the first year ever to be picked for the house quidditch team. He plays Seeker, and he's quite good. He's never lost a match. To top it off, he's Ron's best friend.
*Is he your friend too?*
I wish he was. But he'll never be my friend. Why would he want to be friends with poor little Ginny Weasley? To him, I'm just another red-haired Weasley, Ron's little sister.
*Ginny, I-*
Stop, Tom! Ron's coming over here, I've got to stop writing.
*Goodbye, then.*
September 5
Dear Tom,
I'm sorry it's been so long. Snape assigned us an extra-long essay during our first class. He's a nightmare, he frightens me. He's got long greasy hair and a hooked nose, and a fondness for torturing us Gryffindors. He's head of Slytherin, so it figures. Oh, sorry, I forgot. You were in Slytherin.
*Not with Snape. I never knew him.*
Well, consider yourself lucky. He's not at all nice. He's always threatening us. I don't know why Dumbledore doesn't sack him.
*Oh, I'm sure old Dumbledore has got his reasons, however strange they maybe.*
Tom, don't you like Dumbledore?
*He was a fair enough teacher, I suppose. What bothered me was how meddlesome he was, always sticking his long nose in my business, always suspecting me for everything.*
But Ron says that Dumbledore is the best headmaster Hogwarts has ever seen.
*Perhaps he's changed, then.*
I suppose. Listen, I'm sorry, but I've got to go finish my Charms homework. I'll write more when I can.
*Have fun.*
September 5
Dear Tom,
Today was Friday, so this afternoon, I went down and visited Hagrid. I figured he'd be nice, since Ron's always talking to him. Also, I thought that maybe I'd run into Harry, but no luck.
*Hagrid? Rubeus Hagrid is still at Hogwarts? I thought-*
What do you mean, Tom? Did you know Hagrid?
*Oh, I knew Hagrid all right. Keep away from him, Ginny! Don't listen to what he says! And, most importantly, don't mention me to him, or anyone, for that matter.*
I won't, Tom. But what's wrong with Hagrid? Ron and Harry are friends with him.
*Hagrid can be deceiving, Ginny. Remember that.*
I will. I've got to go, it's dinner time.
*Happy eating, Ginny.*
A/N: You like? Yes? No? Maybe? Review and tell me if you want more! Cuz I'm not gonna do a whole lot of work if no one's gonna read it! Ten reviews before I continue!