Ginny has thrown the Diary away in Moaning Myrtle's bathroom and Harry has found it. Harry's words are in bold. This is not my writing, neither is the plot or the characters.
February 14th
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My name is Harry Potter.
Hello, Harry Potter. My name is Tom Riddle. How did you come by my diary?
Someone tried to flush it down a toilet.
Lucky that I recorded my memories in some more lasting way than ink. But I always knew that there would be those who would not want this diary read.
What do you mean?
I mean that this diary holds memories of terrible things. Things which were covered up. Things which happened at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
That's where I am now, I'm at Hogwarts, and terrible stuff's been happening. Do you know anything about the Chamber of Secrets?
Of course I know about the Chamber of Secrets. In my day, they told us it was a legend, that it did not exist. But this was a lie. In my fifth year, the Chamber was opened and the monster attacked several students, finally killing one. I caught the person who'd opened the Chamber and he was expelled. But the Headmaster, Professor Dippet, ashamed that such a thing happened at Hogwarts, forbade me to tell the truth. A story was given out that the girl died in a freak accident. They gave me a nice, shiny, engraved trophy for my trouble and warned me to keep my mouth shut. But I knew it could happen again. The monster lived on and the one who had the power to release it was not imprisoned.
It's happening again now. There have been 3 attacks and no one seems to know who's behind them. Who was it last time?
I can show you if you like. You don't have to take my word for it. I can take you inside my memory of the night when I caught him.
Let me show you.
OK.
AN: Again, that was not mine, it was JKRowling's.