Disclaimer: I own nothing, not even Tom or the diary (though I could always wish)
Secrets of the Diary: Introduction
Just recently, 12 year old Harry Potter discovered the diary of Tom Riddle. The 50 year old battered diary contained nothing, nothing at all, except for Tom Riddle 1943. Well, there appeared to be nothing except until the third time Harry Potter opened the diary. Right before him laid the entirety of Tom Riddle's life, from his love interests to his lust of power. Every single piece of information from Tom's Hogwarts life was there, in those torn pages.
Harry's eyes were glued to the pages as the information all of a sudden appeared, he was pretty sure it wasn't there before. He decided to open to a random page and read his entry for that day.
Saturday, the 13th of May, 1941
Today she was hanging out by the Great Lake. Yes, I've told you about her before, that brunette girl with the big green eyes. I have yet to discover her name, I just know she's in Hufflepuff and she's in my year (I've just never bothered to learn names). Sometimes I wonder why I'm cursed in Slytherin, yet at the other times it's obvious as my anger issues take over the best of me. Just if I could work up the courage… It's a pity when I'm just able to stand there looking at her from a distance. But I must not let her distract me from my Horcrux research. Yet when I head to the library there she is. I stand unnoticed, nobody ever not notices me, Tom Riddle.
Anyways, this will be it for now.
Harry looked at the page in confusion, wondering about this girl Tom Riddle liked and what in the world Horcruxes were. He would confront Hermione about this later, but for now he flipped to another random page to see what he would find.
Wednesday, December 21, 1942
Today marked the beginning of the winter break, more than half of the students went home. Some of the people that stayed included me, Marie (that Hufflepuff girl), and her two Ravenclaw friends. It appears Marie was giving one of her friends a present and I could make out the words 'Happy Birthday' being emitted from her mouth. At first I was considering sneaking into the kitchen and getting her friend a cake, but that would be awkward.
My Horcrux research is almost complete. I just have to ask Slughorn about them, to confirm my research. I must not be distracted by such pity things as love at this crucial research stage. So in a while I'll go ask but for now I'll take a rest in front of the fireplace in the common room.
Farewell for now.
That was only the beginning of the many entries in Tom's diary, Harry had much more to read but he was too tired to read more. In the morning Harry will continue the entries, and maybe just happen to fall into one. He had many questions to ask, from Horcruxes to this mysterious Hufflepuff. He also knew Hermione would be willing to do the research, though she was busy looking up the Chamber.