A/N :- I know this chapter is very short and it took me very long to post it. It took me quite a while to think what to write here. I hope you like it.

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Emily twirled her wand between her fingers. That guy- Ollivanders- was spooky! Her wand was made from Hazel wood with a unicorn hair core. He told her it was good for charm work. Even her mum's wand was good for charm work! It was nice to know she and her mum had something in common. She hardly knew anything about her parents. The trip to Diagon Alley was fun. She found a small, shabby diary in her cauldron. She wondered who kept it in her cauldron. Maybe Ginny or Harry kept it. Ginny was downstairs cleaning up the jam she knocked down from the shelf. Emily had offered to help but Mrs. Weasley had refused to let her help.

She took out the diary and examined it. To be honest, she was a bit excited about the diary. She never had a diary. She saw the name on the cover. Tom Marvolo Riddle. She wondered if she should open it. After all, a diary is something very personal. She decided she would just flip through the pages.

That's weird. The book is empty. She searched around the room for a pen. She couldn't find a pen but she found a quill and a pot of ink she had bought in Diagon Alley.

She opened the book and wrote in it.

Hello.

To her surprise, the book wrote back.

Hello there. My name is Tom Riddle. What is yours?

She hesitated a little. Maybe this book was meant to be this way. Should she write back or not? She decided she would. After all, it was just a diary. What is the most it could do? Maybe Tom was the name of the diary.

I am Emily Potter.

Hello, Emily. That is a nice name you have got.

Emily grimaced. Let him hear her actual name.

My real name is Emmeline.

Oh, really? That name is even more pretty.

Emily felt pleased. That was the first time anyone had said her name was pretty. Aunt Petunia always said her name was medieval.

Really?

Yes. By the way, how did you get my diary.

I found it in my cauldron. You don't mind me writing do you.

No, not at all. I could always use a friend. Want to be friends?

There. He didn't mind me writing. He even asked her if she could be his friend!

Of course.

So how old are you?

I am eleven.

Oh good! So have you started Hogwarts yet?

Oh, so he knows about Hogwarts.

No I'll be starting Hogwarts shortly.

Really? Hogwarts is nice. You will like it.

I hope so. Even my brother tells me that.

He is right. Tell me something about yourself.

Well, I have a elder brother. He is one year older than me.

Oh, that is bad. He must be bossy.

No he is really nice. He is the only family I have got. Emily wrote sadly.

That is sad. What about your parents?

They are dead. Some person called Lord Voldemort murdered them. I was only two months old.

Really? How come you survived.

He tried to kill my brother but it seems he disappeared instead.

Wow! You brother must be great to vanquish a great wizard like Lord Voldemort.

Great, even my diary thinks that my brother is great.

Yes, I guess so. Everyone thinks so.

I smell jealousy.

Emily felt something stir inside her. He had hit the right spot.

I am not jealous. After all, if not for him I would be dead today.

Are you grateful?

I don't know.

Can I know his name?

Harry Potter.

I like the name Emily better.

She didn't know why but she suddenly felt pleased. She heard footsteps outside.

I need to go. I can hear footsteps.

Why? Do you want to hide me?

Emily thought about it. Maybe she will tell Ginny later but not now.

No, but still we will talk later. Bye.

Bye. See you.

Emily closed the book and hid it just as Ginny entered the room. She looked exhausted.

"Whew! Finally done. Don't know why she had to make me do it. She could have done it in a second."

Emily just shrugged.

"Sorry to leave you alone. What were you doing?"

"I was just having a look around?"

"Ok. Let's go outside! The weather is glourious!" Ginny looked at Emily with pleading eyes.

Emily smiled at her. "Sure, let's go. You carry on. I'm coming."

She shot one last look at the diary. She had a nagging feeling she shook off for the moment and went outside to play with Ginny. After all, what harm could a diary do?

I know it is a very short chapter. It is just kind of a bridge. Read and Review please!

IMP:_ I NEED A BETA.