Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter

A/N: Okay this chapter is pretty short but I have been busy with exam stuff and I wanted to give you something to read. So things happen in this chapter *^_^* I promise it's good

Tom: Of course things will happen you idiot

Me: What's got your wand in a knot?

Harry: It's because I didn't let him have a cookie

Me O.O I want a cookie

Harry: You can have one *Gives cookie*

Tom: Oh sure she can have one

Mr. Potter,

Come to my office after dinner tonight, I have decided to tell you about your mother, I have some rules though, they are as follows:

Never under any circumstances are you to mention James Potter,

You will listen to what I have to tell you with little interruption,

You will only speak of this to Miss Granger and Mr Malfoy, no one else, if they should ask, tells them I am giving you extra lessons.

Remember these rules and I will tell you everything I know about Lily Potter.

Severus Snape

Harry felt excitement course through his body, he smiled and gave Hermione the letter to read, he watched as she scanned through the words written.

"Wow, Harry that's amazing." Hermione smiled brightly at him. They were sat under the old oak tree on the school grounds; it was Saturday so they had free time on their hands having already done their homework.

"I know, I've always wanted to find out about my mum, I wanted to find out about my dad as well, until I found Tom that is" Harry said wistfully.

Hermione frowned "Who's Tom?" she asked, noticing how Harry's eyes widened frightfully.

"No one," he said quickly. "Tom isn't anyone."

"Harry, you know you can tell me anything," Hermione spoke softly. "Please tell me who Tom is." Harry knew she was worried for him he also knew he had to tell her but he was worried what Tom would say about Hermione knowing. Carefully he pulled out the black diary and handed it to Hermione who looked at him confused.

"That's Tom." Harry declared. Hermione started laughing and Harry frowned, Hermione was crying with laughter as Harry stared wide eyed.

"Write in it," Harry said. "Go on, do it." Harry glared at Hermione who brought her quill from out of her bag and opened the diary. "Write your name."

Hermione put her quill on the page, unsure, she began to write.

Hello, my name is Hermione Granger

She looked at the page and gasped as the words sunk in and new words formed

Hello Hermione Granger, my name is Tom Riddle, I've heard so much about you.

Hermione looked at Harry who grinned at her "Tom's my friend, I found him when I was seven and I talked to him and now he can pull me into the diary so we can see each other how cool is that?" said Harry excitedly.

Hermione looked unsure "Harry this could be dangerous, this could be dark magic"

"But Hermione Tom's my friend he wouldn't hurt me." Harry heard Hermione sigh and watched as she put the quill back to the page.

What do you want with Harry? And I want the honest truth.

Hermione waited for the mysterious boy to reply and was shocked at the answer she got.

I will be honest Miss Granger; at first I thought I could use Harry for my own gain. I wanted to get out of the diary so much and I was going to use Harry to do that. Now before you judge me you have to understand, I have been trapped in this diary for nearly fifty years, I couldn't eat or sleep, I was trapped. I wanted to feel the wind again, to breathe the air and be me again.

Harry became my friend, I never had much time for friends at school, but Harry and I became close and he told about how his so called family treated him and it reminded me of events that I do not wish to discuss with you. The first time I pulled Harry into the diary, I knew then that I would never be able to harm him. I felt the urge to protect him, to shield his eyes from the tainted world.

I am a memory Miss Granger, a memory of a sixteen year old boy named Tom Riddle, preserved within a diary. When I first thought of the idea to preserve myself, I was ecstatic but I had only planned to do this one, no more, but it appears that I became addicted. I want to keep harm from Harry to protect him from the one who is tried to kill him.

Harry and Hermione were both stunned into silence as they read what Tom had written. Slowly Hermione put the quill on the page and wrote what she and Harry were thinking.

But Voldemort's dead, Harry killed him.

They both waited anxiously for a reply, giving each other cautious looks.

Nothing is as it seems Miss Granger, you should know that.

"You can't tell anyone." Harry said later that day as they were walking to lunch.

"Tell anyone what?" A voice asked from behind.

"Nothing" Harry and Hermione said quickly glancing behind them as the blonde Malfoy swaggered up to them. Draco glanced at Harry and then at Hermione a frown appearing on his face.

"Right, whatever if you don't want to tell me then don't. Clearly I'm not as close to you as she is Harry." He scowled as he walked past them.

"Wait! I will tell you Draco." Harry said with a sigh.

Evening time found Harry in front of Professor Snape's door. Harry raised his hand to knock, when the door opened, the potion's master stood in the doorway a light scowl on his face.

"Come in Potter," Snape said, Harry entered the room and stood nervously by the door "Sit down Potter, I don't bite." Harry hurried to sit down and looked anxiously at his Professor.

"Do you want anything to drink?" Snape asked the boy "I can have a house elf make us some tea."

"Yes please." Harry said softly. Snape summoned a house elf, which happily got the tea; Snape stared at Harry for a while before saying.

"You have her eyes you know," he looked away briefly before continuing "I knew your mother long before Hogwarts, I knew she was a Witch straight off. The first time I saw her she transfigured a leaf into a flower, her sister called her a freak but I knew what she was. She was sweet, angelic and beautiful, Lily was my first friend"

Harry stared at the man before him and realised something which astounded him. "You loved her, didn't you Professor?" Harry stared sadly at the man as he nodded.

"I loved her with all my heart"

Tom pulled Harry close to him as he retold the events that happened in Professor Snape's office. Tom wanted to talk to Harry about his friend, Miss Granger, but he knew Harry's mother came first. When Harry had finally finished telling him about his mother he finally decided to breach the subject.

"Harry, I wanted to talk to you about Miss Granger–"

Harry jerked back from Tom and said frantically, "I know, I'm sorry I didn't mean to tell her but it sort of just slipped out and...And please don't be mad." Causing Tom to laugh.

"Oh, you silly, silly boy, you should know by now that I would never be angry with you. I was only going to tell you to be careful about who you tell, you don't want to tell anyone that could possibly alert Dumbledore to the book. He would try and take you away from me Harry, and I don't want that Harry"

"I only told Hermione and Draco, they're my only friends. Draco doesn't like Dumbledore, Hermione won't tell a soul either." Harry said smiling at Tom.

Tom pulled Harry back against his chest, resting his head against the tops of Harry's. No one will take him away from me Tom thought he will be with me forever; with Harry by my side we could conquer the world. Tom felt Harry's breathing even out and he carefully sent the boy back to his own world, Tom got up from the sofa and made his way to one of the many bookcases, pulling out a book he went to his desk and started to read.

"Maybe," he said. "Just maybe I could do it."

Me: Well there with have it, with a bit of a brain teaser at the end.

Tom: What ever!

Harry: Wanna here a joke?

Me: Okay

Harry: You know when you walk into a room but you forgot what you wanted, yeah well thats God playing sims. He just cancelled your action

Me: lols

Tom: Please Review