A Bond of Trust Forged

Chapter Five- "A Suspecting Ginny and an Angry Tom"

Mid-January and 2/14

For a long time, Ginny did not talk to Tom. She figured that after her last entry, he might not be very keen on seeing her again. However, a couple months later, something changed.

"Dear Tom, Percy keeps telling me I'm pale and I'm not myself. I think he suspects me."

"What would he suspect you for?"

"There was another attack today, and I don't know where I was. Tom, what am I going to do? I think I'm going mad!"

"Of course you're not going mad Ginny."

"Then what else can you come up with? I've got to do my homework now, good- bye."

In February, Ginny opened up the diary again, almost in hysterics. "I think I'm the one attacking everyone, Tom!"

"What would make you think that, Ginny? You shouldn't be thinking that!"

"And why not, Tom? I can't remember what I was doing during any of the attacks, including this most recent one! And, I just found out that on the same day as I got rooster feathers on my robe, a rooster was killed! And the same day that I got paint down my front, there was a message on the wall near the first attack saying, 'The Chamber of Secrets has been opened. Enemies of the heir, beware.' Written in the same type and color of paint on my robes!"

"Ginny."

"No, Tom, I won't listen to you! You've been pacifying me all along, saying I'm a perfect little angel, and I'm not! I think that YOU are the one telling me to do all these things!"

Ginny ran with the diary towards the closest bathroom and into one of the stalls. She threw the book into a toilet and flushed the book down. Terrified of being seen, she ran out of the bathroom and through Hogwarts and finally collasped on the grounds, sobbing.

Twenty days later, Ginny stole into the boys' dormitory to retrieve her lost diary. This was a challenge, because the diary was now in the hands of Harry Potter.

Ginny violently turned the entire dormitory upside-down, trying to find her precious diary. "Where is it? Where is it?" she asked no one under her breath.

With tears of frustration in her eyes, she turned around to observe the mass she had made. A small feeling of guilt overcame her. The entire dormitory was a wreck. Pillows, blankets, books, and other things were strewn across the room and on the floor. Some of the objects were even broken.

She looked to her side, and in perfect view, there was the diary lying innocently on her floor. She gasped and snatched it up, running back to her dormitory. Ginny panted as she stumbled clumsily into her dormitory. She jumped onto her bed, and looked for her quill and ink. She began to write. "Tom! I'm so glad that I've found you!"

"What? You lost me? Where was I?"

"You were in the boys' dormitory. Harrry Potter had you."

"What? Ginny, how could you? I am so disappointed in you!"

"But, Tom, I found you. I rescued you. It took so much courage and patience, and I did it. Why aren't you happy?" Tears welled in Ginny's eyes.

"Because you let me fall into the wrong hands! How could you, Ginny? You stupid girl! How could you loose me?"

Ginny whimpered and gently shut the book.