I am Tom Riddle Chapter one
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My summer so far has been a total snore. Same old, same old. All my friends are off in Romania or wherever for the holiday, but of course we can't afford it. We've always been that way: me, Ron, Percy, Fred and George, and mum and dad. Bill and Charlie have already graduated from Hogwarts, so they don't live with us. However, today wasn't boring in the least. This is what happened:
I got to sleep in- yay! But only to be woken up by mum screaming at Fred and George, as per usual. I sat up in bed and listened.
"BEDS EMPTY? NO NOTE! CAR GONE- COULD HAVE CRASHED- OUT OF MY MIND WITH WORRY- DID YOU CARE? – NEVER, AS LONG AS I'VE LIVED- YOU WAIT UNTIL YOUR FATHER GETS HOME, WE NEVER HAD TROUBLE LIKE THIS FROM BILL OR CHARLIE OR PERCY-" and on and on and on. I locked my door to muffle the sound. I wish I could have put a silencing charm on it, but I'm not allowed to do magic outside of school, which sucks.
I tried to go back to sleep, but somehow I couldn't. What was mom talking about? Probably it was dad's car (it's a muggle transportation device) that he got from the ministry, but why did they take it? Questions flew around in my mind. I got up sat on the bed. I peeped out the door.
"YOU COULD DO WITH TAKING A LEAF OUT OF PERCY'S BOOK!" my mum was still yelling. I honestly felt sorry for my brothers at that moment. I shut the door again. I sighed. Mum yelling was normal, so it probably was a normal day. I would eat breakfast, help mum do the chores and then walk around doing absolutely nothing. Fun. I had just realized how hungry I was, and I could smell bacon cooking. I got up to go downstairs- I would change later. The next part is really, really, really surprising for me.
I was on the stairs when I saw a scene in the kitchen. Fred and George were opening their big mouths and talking, as usual.
-"It was cloudy, mum!"
-"They were starving him, mum!" starving who? I found that out when I looked around the kitchen, only to see mum buttering the toast of HARRY POTTER, the boy who survived the wrath of You-Know-Who, and the guy I've been crushing on since like, ever. I stared a second longer at that messy black hair and gorgeous green eyes, until he looked up. I let out a squeal- I couldn't help it- and ran out of the kitchen. As I ran out, I heard Ron say, "Ginny. My sister. She's been talking about you all summer!" Ok, I have not been talking about Harry this whole boring summer! Ok, maybe once... twice... maybe every few days? Fine, I admit it! But when you don't have any friends around to talk to, you have to let out some stuff sometimes. Maybe I'll just let it out here right now: HARRY IS SO HOT! HE'S ALSO A NICE AND FUNNY PERSON AND I'M COMPLETELY IN LOVE WITH HIM! There. That felt good.
I finally went down to breakfast after I dressed, bracing myself not to make a fool of myself in front of Harry. I mean, I was meeting a celebrity! It was like meeting that muggle star Orlando Bloom dad was always talking about!
When I walked into the kitchen, everybody was looking over the list of the books they'd need for Hogwarts, which reminded me we were going to Diagon Alley the next day! I'd probably get only hand-me-down books, but going to Diagon Alley is always fun! I also had to remind mum I wanted a journal to write in during the year.
"That lot won't come cheap," George was saying.
"Well, we'll manage," said mum worriedly. "I expect we'll be able to pick up a lot of Ginny's things second-hand." Well, what did I tell you?
"Oh, are you starting Hogwarts this year?" Harry asked me.
I wanted to say something funny and witty, but the most I could do was nod, and I put my elbow in the butter dish, which I know Harry saw. Luckily, Percy walked in at that moment, so I don't think anyone else saw the true idiot I really am.