Harry Potter and the Room of Things no one Knows About

Chapter 14

By

Jason Richard

Ginny walked back to her dormitory feeling disoriented. She kept having these strange dreams where Tom Riddle from the diary was putting her in a trance and using her to control a giant snake, a snake that would kill muggle-born students, and it had taken all of her willpower to make the snake petrify them instead. That couldn't be right. Riddle had been so kind and understanding, listening to her talk about her crush Harry. He totally got how painful her unrequited love was. Surely she had just dreamed those attacks.

And the fact that the victims in her dreams had been the same people petrified in real life was just coincidence...right?

Right?

Right?

She made it back to the dormitory. She had to get these dreams off her chest to Riddle. She made certain no one was looking, pulled the diary out and sat on the bed to write.

And when Ginny opened it, this is what she read.

Riddle: And if I have to hear about how perfect Harry Potter is for the hundredth time I'm going to make it so incredibly painful when I finally murder that little red-haired...wait am I writing this out in the diary?

Ginny: "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

...

Harry, Ron, and Hermione passed by Myrtle's bathroom and found water all over the floor. They also heard Myrtle crying. Not that this was unusual, but she had never flooded the bathroom before.

Harry approached, feeling a little sorry for her, and asked, "Myrtle, are you okay?"

"No," said Myrtle. "There I was, just sitting in the U-Bend thinking about death when someone thinks it's funny to throw a book at my head."

"But," said Ron. "If someone throws a book at you, it can't hurt."

"Gee," said Myrtle, her eyes twitching angrily. "I didn't realize I was a ghost! It's not like the last I couple of decades of being transparent, staying the same age and having things move through me wasn't a clue! In fact, I completely forgot I was dead!"

Ron: "I..."

Myrtle: "Shut up! AAAAAAA!"

And she dove into the toilet, leaving an explosion of water in her wake.

Harry: "Well that could have gone better."

Ron: "Shut up!"

Feeling awkward, Harry almost tripped over a black bound book on the floor. He picked it up curiously and wondered where it came from, finding it to be a diary with nothing written in it.

...

So Harry checked out the Diary later, and when he tried writing on it the ink disappeared. Harry, curious, introduced himself, writing, "my name is Harry Potter."

This is Harry Potter? Riddle's memory thought. This is the wizard who defeated the great wizard Voldemort?

Voldemort defeated by this glasses wearing twerp? I'm insulted.

Oh well, the memory thought. Might as well be nice and see if I can manipulate him.

"Hello," wrote the Diary. "I'm Tom Riddle. How are you? And how did I come into your possession?"

"I found you in the girl's bathroom," said Harry.

"And what was a boy named Harry doing in a...ahem...girls bathroom?" asked Riddle.

Harry froze.

Harry: "Uh...I was...cleaning it."

Riddle: "Detention?"

Harry: "Yes...let's go with that. Listen, I can you tell me about the Chamber of Secrets?"

Riddle: "Absolutely."

Harry: "Wow. I just happened to find something that gives me information about the one thing I need information about this year. How's that for convenient?"

"Yes," wrote Riddle. "Convenient." if Riddle's memory had a mouth, he'd have been grinning by then. "Anyway, you want to know the truth?"

Harry: "Sure."

Riddle: "Hagrid did it."

Harry had to read that a couple of times to make sure he'd actually seen it.

Harry: "Why should I believe you? There's absolutely no reason you can give me for Hagrid to do this. What possible, plausible reason would Hagrid have to open the Chamber of Secrets and unleash a monster that would petrify unsuspecting students?!"

Riddle: "So he could make a pet of the horrible spider monster inside."

Harry: "Oh yeah. That is pretty plausible for Hagrid isn't it?"

Yes, thought Riddle. My plan is perfect. I can frame Hagrid, just like I did before. And in the meantime, I'll find a way to get more of Harry's trust and use him to kill Mudbloods! And someday Hogwarts will be...

Wait, am I writing out in the diary again? Oh no! I did it again! Doggone it! What's Harry going to do!

Harry, having looked away from the diary at that moment, was looking out the window and shouting.

Harry: "The Llama that lived?! Are you kidding me Dumbledore?! Puppies and kittens are one thing, but now you're upstaging me with a Llama?!"

Riddle erased the incriminating lines and thought, whew, that was a close one.