Riddling Weasley
Chapter Two
A/N: I changed this chapter! Please review! I am working on Chapter Three!
A/N: Thanks for the reviews. I hope everyone likes this chapter! Please review! I
Ginny Weasley awoke, half excepting her encounter with Tom to be a dream. But it wasn't. She was indeed in Slytherin. She was in the time of Tom Riddle. She looked at the clock, she had an hour before classes started. She dressed, and brushed her silky red hair, putting it into a half pony tail. She looked down at schedule. Potions first. She might as well pretend to not know where it is, for she is acting as if she were a transfer student. Ginny looked to see what house she was with. Gryffindor. *Now I shall see it from a Slytherins' point of view. Possibly. * Ginny thought. She left the common room, everyone else was asleep. Most students slept as long as they possibly could. Ginny wasn't in the majority. She was one of the select few who awoke early.
Tom was one of the select few who awoke early. He awoke early to read, with no one nosing around in his business. He read about Salazar Slytherin, he found any information about him very interesting. Tom, of course, wouldn't be caught reading this. If anyone would know, it would be a disaster.
She saw Tom, sitting and reading a book. He looked up, and smiled at her, putting his book into his black book bag. His was nicer then the one Ginny held, it was a newer version of hers. Hers was ratty and worn out from years of use. Like most of her things. "Good morning, Ginny,"he said,"Sleep well?" He patted the seat next to him, motioning for her to come over and sit. She did so, suspiciously. And Tom noticed this, but he figured that she was just nervous because she didn't know him very well.
"Pretty much,"she replied. *Tom is eye-candy, why must he become Vo-He-Who-Mustn't-Be-Named?* Ginny asked herself. "And yourself?"
"Excellent, as always," he replied. *How can he sleep well when he's planning on opening the Chamber of Secrets?!*Ginny questioned herself, surprised, though the shock didn't show on her face. "You have Potions first, am I correct?" *With those ignorant, self-absorbed Gryffindors.*Tom thought.
"Unfortunately, you are," she replied," I hate Potions, the professor at my old school was horrid. He would deduct points from people he didn't like. But he is a Death Eater, he claims he-" Ginny stopped. Why had she said that? She scolded herself. How could she be so stupid?
Tom took note of Ginny's oddness around him. She acted like she knew things that about him that he knew himself, but he didn't know that she knew. She also acted like she knew things about him that Tom didn't know. Maybe he was just imagining things, so he brushed that off too.
"Go on. Tell me, what is a Death Eater?" His eyes gazed into hers, he looked interested. And he was. Very interested.
"A Death Eater...is...a organization...that...kills...animals. He claims he doesn't believe in killing things,"Ginny said. *Hope he believes me. *
*Sounds more like a group of servants to a dark wizard. I do like the name. Death Eater. Interesting.* Tom thought.
"Oh," Tom replied,"Well, I can show you to your class, if you'd like," Tom said. *Is he actually nervous?!* Ginny asked herself. He was. Or, at least, he acted nervous. He looked down, avoiding eye contact.
Tom couldn't believe he was actually nervous around this girl! Tom Riddle was never nervous around any girl! He knew they liked him. But there was something about Ginny...something that intrigued him. It was the fact that it was hard for him to read her emotions. It was perhaps the fact that she was so mysterious. And, so different from the other girls.
"I...as long as you aren't going to kill me, sure," Ginny said. *Now where did she get that from? Is that a joke?* Tom asked himself.
"I am tamed, don't you worry, Ginny," Tom said. Ginny held back a snort.
"Yeah, right," Ginny muttered. Tom looked at her, as if asking 'What was that?' "Of course you are," she said quickly. Tom just nodded, looking at her suspiciously. This 'Ginny Granger' was probably the most eccentric girl he has ever met.
Ginny followed Tom Riddle out of the Slytherin Commons room. "Do you have any brothers or sisters, Tom?" Ginny asked. She knew she shouldn't have. But this was revenge. Revenge for everything he did. She knew it was wrong, especially when she saw his face. He looked angry, depressed. And she knew he wasn't going to tell her the truth, though she knew it.
"No," he said bitterly,"What about you?" Tom wouldn't tell her, not yet, for he didn't feel comfortable telling complete strangers his history. But, really, who would?
"Yes," she replied,"I have six brothers, all older. I'm the only girl." Tom's anger vanished, he looked surprised. Shocked.
"Six?!" *Her mum and dad must've really been on each other. They couldn't stay off of one another! Poor Ginny!* Tom thought, amusing himself.
"Yes, six," Ginny said," I know, I know, it's a lot. Lots of kids."
"Did all of them go here?!" Tom asked. He was still in shock that this girl had six brothers. How awful!
"No. Only one did, Charlie. The other five, they went to a private school," Ginny said. Tom just nodded. It was silent. She didn't like silence, especially when it was with Tom. He could be plotting someone's death.
"Gryffindor?" Ginny nodded. "I despise Gryffindors." Ginny held back what she really wanted to say, and smiled a very fake smile. But Tom couldn't tell.
"Do you like Quidditch?" Ginny Weasley had always loved Quidditch. Of course, the whole family loved Quidditch. Hell, most wizards and witches loved Quidditch. Unless they were eccentric, of course.
"Yes!" Tom said," Why wouldn't I? I personally like playing seeker, and beater." *And I am pretty good, if I say so myself.* Tom thought.
"I was a seeker once, in my fourth year," Ginny said,"I love Quidditch, its quite fun." Tom looked shocked. *A witch, playing Quidditch! That's...strange!*Tom thought. Ginny was shocked that he was shocked, and a little insulted.
"But you're a witch! Quidditch is a Wizards' sport!" he replied, shocked. Ginny glared at him. "Just...I didn't mean it. It was a joke. Sorry." Ginny nodded, accepting the apology. "Anyway...I guess I should let you go to class. Good luck." He really needed to learn to think before talking, or keeping his mouth shut.
"Thank-you," she replied,"See you later." Tom left, as Ginny Weasley entered the dungeon, for her Potions lesson. He was crushing on this girl he hardly knew. That was something knew for him. He felt an unfamiliar feeling.
Ginny looked around her Potions classroom. It had only two girls, and the teacher in it. Two Slytherin girls. The professor looked up. His eyes were a pale blue, and his hair was red. "Good morning, miss. Are you Miss Granger?" Ginny nodded,"I am Professor Weasley." *My great grandfather! Ron, who Ron was named after!* Ginny thought to herself. She smiled. "Have a seat by Miss Higgs." The girl with long, black hair and brown eyes waved to her. Ginny sat beside her.
"I'm Marie Higgs, and this is Cynthia Baddock," Marie said. The other girl was a blond haired beauty, her eyes were pale blue and her complection was perfect.
"Cindy," she corrected. Cindy was like Ginny, she didn't like being called Cynthia, and Ginny didn't like being called Virginia.
"I'm Ginny Granger," Ginny said,"Nice to meet you."
"So, have you met Tom Riddle," Cindy asked,"Marie here fancies him. Every girl fancies him."
"Yes, he showed me here,"Ginny replied," He's nice." *I really can't believe I said that Tom was nice! He's evil! He killed Harry's parents...he tried to kill me.*Ginny thought.
"You...you...talked to him?! He showed you here?!" Cindy asked, getting excited. Ginny just nodded calmly. "If only he fancied me. I doubt he would."
"Miss Granger,"Professor Granger said,"You will be working with William Potter, he's the only one without a partner, for he was taken ill for quite a while." *Harry's...grandfather? I wonder if he's eye-candy, like Harry is.* Ginny asked herself. "Ah, there he is now." A boy, with black, messy hair and hazel eyes walked in.
"What about me, Professor Weasley?" William asked.
"You are going to be working with Miss Granger on a Potions project. You will be making a Polyjuice potion to transform into each other. Have you studied about that in your previous school, Miss Granger?"
"Yes,"Ginny replied. She hadn't actually, but Hermione and herself had made one before, for fun.
"Then you will be a great help for Mr.Potter," Professor Weasley replied.
"I have to work with a...a Slytherin?!" The professor just nodded. Ginny started to wonder about William, about his future, that is.
Pretty soon, the whole class was there, and Ginny Weasley, was having her first good Potions lesson. Too bad she wasn't in Gryffindor, for it would have been much better.
{Please review!}{Thanks for reading!}PRiddling Weasley
Chapter Two
A/N: I changed this chapter! Please review! I am working on Chapter Three!
A/N: Thanks for the reviews. I hope everyone likes this chapter! Please review! I
Ginny Weasley awoke, half excepting her encounter with Tom to be a dream. But it wasn't. She was indeed in Slytherin. She was in the time of Tom Riddle. She looked at the clock, she had an hour before classes started. She dressed, and brushed her silky red hair, putting it into a half pony tail. She looked down at schedule. Potions first. She might as well pretend to not know where it is, for she is acting as if she were a transfer student. Ginny looked to see what house she was with. Gryffindor. *Now I shall see it from a Slytherins' point of view. Possibly. * Ginny thought. She left the common room, everyone else was asleep. Most students slept as long as they possibly could. Ginny wasn't in the majority. She was one of the select few who awoke early.
Tom was one of the select few who awoke early. He awoke early to read, with no one nosing around in his buisness. He read about Salazar Slytherin, he found any information about him very interesting. Tom, of course, wouldn't be caught reading this. If anyone would know, it would be a desaster.
She saw Tom, sitting and reading a book. He looked up, and smiled at her, putting his book into his black book bag. His was nicer then the one Ginny held, it was a newer version of hers. Hers was ratty and worn out from years of use. Like most of her things. "Good morning, Ginny,"he said,"Sleep well?" He patted the seat next to him, motioning for her to come over and sit. She did so, suspiciously. And Tom noticed this, but he figured that she was just nervous because she didn't know him very well.
"Pretty much,"she replied. *Tom is eye-candy, why must he become Vo-He-Who-Mustn't-Be-Named?* Ginny asked herself. "And yourself?"
"Excellent, as always," he replied. *How can he sleep well when he's planning on opening the Chamber of Secrets?!*Ginny questioned herself, surprised, though the shock didn't show on her face. "You have Potions first, am I correct?" *With those ignorant, self-absorbed Gryffindors.*Tom thought.
"Unfortunately, you are," she replied," I hate Potions, the professor at my old school was horrid. He would deduct points from people he didn't like. But he is a Death Eater, he claims he-" Ginny stopped. Why had she said that? She scolded herself. How could she be so stupid?
Tom took note of Ginny's oddness around him. She acted like she knew things that about him that he knew himself, but he didn't know that she knew. She also acted like she knew things about him that Tom didn't know. Maybe he was just imaganing things, so he brushed that off too.
"Go on. Tell me, what is a Death Eater?" His eyes gazed into hers, he looked interested. And he was. Very interested.
"A Death Eater...is...a organization...that...kills...animals. He claims he doesn't believe in killing things,"Ginny said. *Hope he believes me. *
*Sounds more like a group of servents to a dark wizard. I do like the name. Death Eater. Interesting.* Tom thought.
"Oh," Tom replied,"Well, I can show you to your class, if you'd like," Tom said. *Is he actually nervous?!* Ginny asked herself. He was. Or, at least, he acted nervous. He looked down, avoiding eye contact.
Tom couldn't believe he was actually nervous around this girl! Tom Riddle was never nervous around any girl! He knew they liked him. But there was something about Ginny...something that intrigued him. It was the fact that it was hard for him to read her emotions. It was perhaps the fact that she was so mysterious. And, so different from the other girls.
"I...as long as you aren't going to kill me, sure," Ginny said. *Now where did she get that from? Is that a joke?* Tom asked himself.
"I am tamed, don't you worry, Ginny," Tom said. Ginny held back a snort.
"Yeah, right," Ginny muttered. Tom looked at her, as if asking 'What was that?' "Of course you are," she said quickly. Tom just nodded, looking at her suspiciously. This 'Ginny Granger' was probably the most eccentric girl he has ever met.
Ginny followed Tom Riddle out of the Slytherin Commons room. "Do you have any brothers or sisters, Tom?" Ginny asked. She knew she shouldn't have. But this was revenge. Revenge for everything he did. She knew it was wrong, especially when she saw his face. He looked angry, depressed. And she knew he wasn't going to tell her the truth, though she knew it.
"No," he said bitterly,"What about you?" Tom wouldn't tell her, not yet, for he didn't feel comfortable telling complete strangers his history. But, really, who would?
"Yes," she replied,"I have six brothers, all older. I'm the only girl." Tom's anger vanished, he looked surprised. Shocked.
"Six?!" *Her mum and dad must've really been on eachother. They couldn't stay off of one another! Poor Ginny!* Tom thought, amusing himself.
"Yes, six," Ginny said," I know, I know, its a lot. Lots of kids."
"Did they all go here?"
"No. Only one did, Charlie. The other five, they went to a private school," Ginny said. Tom just nodded. It was silent. She didn't like silence, especially when it was with Tom. He could be plotting someones death.
"Gryffindor?" Ginny nodded. "I despise Gryffindors." Ginny held back what she really wanted to say, and smiled a very fake smile. But Tom couldn't tell.
"Do you like Quiditch?"
"Yes!" Tom said," Why wouldn't I? I personally like playing seeker, and beater."
"I was a seeker once, in my fourth year," Ginny said,"I love Quidditch, its quite fun." Tom looked shocked. *A witch, playing Quidditch! Thats...strange!*Tom thought.
"But your a witch! Qudditch is a Wizards' sport!" he replied, shocked. Ginny glared at him. "Just...joking." Ginny nodded. "Anyway...I guess I should let you go to class. Good luck." He really needed to learn to think before talking, or keeping his mouth shut.
"Thank-you," she replied,"See you later." Tom left, as Ginny Weasley entered the dungeon, for her Potions lesson. He was crushing on this girl he hardly knew. That was something knew for him. He felt an unfamiliar feeling.
Ginny looked around her Potions classroom. It had only two girls, and the teacher in it. Two Slytherin girls. The professor looked up. His eyes were a pale blue, and his hair was red. "Good morning, miss. Are you Miss Granger?" Ginny nodded,"I am Professor Weasley." *My great grandfather! Ron, who Ron was named after!* Ginny thought to herself. She smiled. "Have a seat by Miss Higgs." The girl with long, black hair and brown eyes waved to her. Ginny sat beside her.
"I'm Marie Higgs, and this is Cynthia Baddock," Marie said. The other girl was a blond haired beauty, her eyes were pale blue and her complextion was perfect.
"Cindy," she corrected.
"I'm Ginny Granger," Ginny said,"Nice to meet you."
"So, have you met Tom Riddle," Cindy asked,"Marie here fancies him. Every girl fancies him."
"Yes, he showed me here,"Ginny replied," He's nice." *I really can't believe I said that Tom was nice! He's evil! He killed Harry's parents...he tried to kill me.*Ginny thought.
"You...you...talked to him?! He showed you here?!" Cindy asked, getting excited. Ginny just nodded calmly. "If only he fancied me. I doubt he would."
"Miss Weasley,"Professor Weasley said,"You will be working with Mr.William Potter, he's the only one without a partner, for he was taken ill for quite a while." *Harry's...grandfather? I wonder if he's eye-candy, like Harry is.* Ginny asked herself. "Ah, there he is now." A boy, with black, messy hair and hazel eyes walked in.
"What about me, Professor Weasley?" William asked.
"You are going to be working with Miss Granger on a Potions project. You will be making a Polyjuice potion to transform into eachother. Have you studied about that in your previous school, Miss Granger?"
"Yes,"Ginny replied. She hadn't actually, but Hermione and herself had made one before, for fun.
"Then you will be a great help for Mr.Potter," Professor Weasley replied.
"I have to work with a...a Slytherin?!" The professor just nodded. Ginny started to wonder about William, about his future, that is.
Pretty soon, the whole class was there, and Ginny Weasley, was having her first good Potions lesson. Too bad she wasn't in Gryffindor, for it would have been much better.
{Please review!}
Chapter Two
A/N: I changed this chapter! Please review! I am working on Chapter Three!
A/N: Thanks for the reviews. I hope everyone likes this chapter! Please review! I
Ginny Weasley awoke, half excepting her encounter with Tom to be a dream. But it wasn't. She was indeed in Slytherin. She was in the time of Tom Riddle. She looked at the clock, she had an hour before classes started. She dressed, and brushed her silky red hair, putting it into a half pony tail. She looked down at schedule. Potions first. She might as well pretend to not know where it is, for she is acting as if she were a transfer student. Ginny looked to see what house she was with. Gryffindor. *Now I shall see it from a Slytherins' point of view. Possibly. * Ginny thought. She left the common room, everyone else was asleep. Most students slept as long as they possibly could. Ginny wasn't in the majority. She was one of the select few who awoke early.
Tom was one of the select few who awoke early. He awoke early to read, with no one nosing around in his business. He read about Salazar Slytherin, he found any information about him very interesting. Tom, of course, wouldn't be caught reading this. If anyone would know, it would be a disaster.
She saw Tom, sitting and reading a book. He looked up, and smiled at her, putting his book into his black book bag. His was nicer then the one Ginny held, it was a newer version of hers. Hers was ratty and worn out from years of use. Like most of her things. "Good morning, Ginny,"he said,"Sleep well?" He patted the seat next to him, motioning for her to come over and sit. She did so, suspiciously. And Tom noticed this, but he figured that she was just nervous because she didn't know him very well.
"Pretty much,"she replied. *Tom is eye-candy, why must he become Vo-He-Who-Mustn't-Be-Named?* Ginny asked herself. "And yourself?"
"Excellent, as always," he replied. *How can he sleep well when he's planning on opening the Chamber of Secrets?!*Ginny questioned herself, surprised, though the shock didn't show on her face. "You have Potions first, am I correct?" *With those ignorant, self-absorbed Gryffindors.*Tom thought.
"Unfortunately, you are," she replied," I hate Potions, the professor at my old school was horrid. He would deduct points from people he didn't like. But he is a Death Eater, he claims he-" Ginny stopped. Why had she said that? She scolded herself. How could she be so stupid?
Tom took note of Ginny's oddness around him. She acted like she knew things that about him that he knew himself, but he didn't know that she knew. She also acted like she knew things about him that Tom didn't know. Maybe he was just imagining things, so he brushed that off too.
"Go on. Tell me, what is a Death Eater?" His eyes gazed into hers, he looked interested. And he was. Very interested.
"A Death Eater...is...a organization...that...kills...animals. He claims he doesn't believe in killing things,"Ginny said. *Hope he believes me. *
*Sounds more like a group of servants to a dark wizard. I do like the name. Death Eater. Interesting.* Tom thought.
"Oh," Tom replied,"Well, I can show you to your class, if you'd like," Tom said. *Is he actually nervous?!* Ginny asked herself. He was. Or, at least, he acted nervous. He looked down, avoiding eye contact.
Tom couldn't believe he was actually nervous around this girl! Tom Riddle was never nervous around any girl! He knew they liked him. But there was something about Ginny...something that intrigued him. It was the fact that it was hard for him to read her emotions. It was perhaps the fact that she was so mysterious. And, so different from the other girls.
"I...as long as you aren't going to kill me, sure," Ginny said. *Now where did she get that from? Is that a joke?* Tom asked himself.
"I am tamed, don't you worry, Ginny," Tom said. Ginny held back a snort.
"Yeah, right," Ginny muttered. Tom looked at her, as if asking 'What was that?' "Of course you are," she said quickly. Tom just nodded, looking at her suspiciously. This 'Ginny Granger' was probably the most eccentric girl he has ever met.
Ginny followed Tom Riddle out of the Slytherin Commons room. "Do you have any brothers or sisters, Tom?" Ginny asked. She knew she shouldn't have. But this was revenge. Revenge for everything he did. She knew it was wrong, especially when she saw his face. He looked angry, depressed. And she knew he wasn't going to tell her the truth, though she knew it.
"No," he said bitterly,"What about you?" Tom wouldn't tell her, not yet, for he didn't feel comfortable telling complete strangers his history. But, really, who would?
"Yes," she replied,"I have six brothers, all older. I'm the only girl." Tom's anger vanished, he looked surprised. Shocked.
"Six?!" *Her mum and dad must've really been on each other. They couldn't stay off of one another! Poor Ginny!* Tom thought, amusing himself.
"Yes, six," Ginny said," I know, I know, it's a lot. Lots of kids."
"Did all of them go here?!" Tom asked. He was still in shock that this girl had six brothers. How awful!
"No. Only one did, Charlie. The other five, they went to a private school," Ginny said. Tom just nodded. It was silent. She didn't like silence, especially when it was with Tom. He could be plotting someone's death.
"Gryffindor?" Ginny nodded. "I despise Gryffindors." Ginny held back what she really wanted to say, and smiled a very fake smile. But Tom couldn't tell.
"Do you like Quidditch?" Ginny Weasley had always loved Quidditch. Of course, the whole family loved Quidditch. Hell, most wizards and witches loved Quidditch. Unless they were eccentric, of course.
"Yes!" Tom said," Why wouldn't I? I personally like playing seeker, and beater." *And I am pretty good, if I say so myself.* Tom thought.
"I was a seeker once, in my fourth year," Ginny said,"I love Quidditch, its quite fun." Tom looked shocked. *A witch, playing Quidditch! That's...strange!*Tom thought. Ginny was shocked that he was shocked, and a little insulted.
"But you're a witch! Quidditch is a Wizards' sport!" he replied, shocked. Ginny glared at him. "Just...I didn't mean it. It was a joke. Sorry." Ginny nodded, accepting the apology. "Anyway...I guess I should let you go to class. Good luck." He really needed to learn to think before talking, or keeping his mouth shut.
"Thank-you," she replied,"See you later." Tom left, as Ginny Weasley entered the dungeon, for her Potions lesson. He was crushing on this girl he hardly knew. That was something knew for him. He felt an unfamiliar feeling.
Ginny looked around her Potions classroom. It had only two girls, and the teacher in it. Two Slytherin girls. The professor looked up. His eyes were a pale blue, and his hair was red. "Good morning, miss. Are you Miss Granger?" Ginny nodded,"I am Professor Weasley." *My great grandfather! Ron, who Ron was named after!* Ginny thought to herself. She smiled. "Have a seat by Miss Higgs." The girl with long, black hair and brown eyes waved to her. Ginny sat beside her.
"I'm Marie Higgs, and this is Cynthia Baddock," Marie said. The other girl was a blond haired beauty, her eyes were pale blue and her complection was perfect.
"Cindy," she corrected. Cindy was like Ginny, she didn't like being called Cynthia, and Ginny didn't like being called Virginia.
"I'm Ginny Granger," Ginny said,"Nice to meet you."
"So, have you met Tom Riddle," Cindy asked,"Marie here fancies him. Every girl fancies him."
"Yes, he showed me here,"Ginny replied," He's nice." *I really can't believe I said that Tom was nice! He's evil! He killed Harry's parents...he tried to kill me.*Ginny thought.
"You...you...talked to him?! He showed you here?!" Cindy asked, getting excited. Ginny just nodded calmly. "If only he fancied me. I doubt he would."
"Miss Granger,"Professor Granger said,"You will be working with William Potter, he's the only one without a partner, for he was taken ill for quite a while." *Harry's...grandfather? I wonder if he's eye-candy, like Harry is.* Ginny asked herself. "Ah, there he is now." A boy, with black, messy hair and hazel eyes walked in.
"What about me, Professor Weasley?" William asked.
"You are going to be working with Miss Granger on a Potions project. You will be making a Polyjuice potion to transform into each other. Have you studied about that in your previous school, Miss Granger?"
"Yes,"Ginny replied. She hadn't actually, but Hermione and herself had made one before, for fun.
"Then you will be a great help for Mr.Potter," Professor Weasley replied.
"I have to work with a...a Slytherin?!" The professor just nodded. Ginny started to wonder about William, about his future, that is.
Pretty soon, the whole class was there, and Ginny Weasley, was having her first good Potions lesson. Too bad she wasn't in Gryffindor, for it would have been much better.
{Please review!}{Thanks for reading!}PRiddling Weasley
Chapter Two
A/N: I changed this chapter! Please review! I am working on Chapter Three!
A/N: Thanks for the reviews. I hope everyone likes this chapter! Please review! I
Ginny Weasley awoke, half excepting her encounter with Tom to be a dream. But it wasn't. She was indeed in Slytherin. She was in the time of Tom Riddle. She looked at the clock, she had an hour before classes started. She dressed, and brushed her silky red hair, putting it into a half pony tail. She looked down at schedule. Potions first. She might as well pretend to not know where it is, for she is acting as if she were a transfer student. Ginny looked to see what house she was with. Gryffindor. *Now I shall see it from a Slytherins' point of view. Possibly. * Ginny thought. She left the common room, everyone else was asleep. Most students slept as long as they possibly could. Ginny wasn't in the majority. She was one of the select few who awoke early.
Tom was one of the select few who awoke early. He awoke early to read, with no one nosing around in his buisness. He read about Salazar Slytherin, he found any information about him very interesting. Tom, of course, wouldn't be caught reading this. If anyone would know, it would be a desaster.
She saw Tom, sitting and reading a book. He looked up, and smiled at her, putting his book into his black book bag. His was nicer then the one Ginny held, it was a newer version of hers. Hers was ratty and worn out from years of use. Like most of her things. "Good morning, Ginny,"he said,"Sleep well?" He patted the seat next to him, motioning for her to come over and sit. She did so, suspiciously. And Tom noticed this, but he figured that she was just nervous because she didn't know him very well.
"Pretty much,"she replied. *Tom is eye-candy, why must he become Vo-He-Who-Mustn't-Be-Named?* Ginny asked herself. "And yourself?"
"Excellent, as always," he replied. *How can he sleep well when he's planning on opening the Chamber of Secrets?!*Ginny questioned herself, surprised, though the shock didn't show on her face. "You have Potions first, am I correct?" *With those ignorant, self-absorbed Gryffindors.*Tom thought.
"Unfortunately, you are," she replied," I hate Potions, the professor at my old school was horrid. He would deduct points from people he didn't like. But he is a Death Eater, he claims he-" Ginny stopped. Why had she said that? She scolded herself. How could she be so stupid?
Tom took note of Ginny's oddness around him. She acted like she knew things that about him that he knew himself, but he didn't know that she knew. She also acted like she knew things about him that Tom didn't know. Maybe he was just imaganing things, so he brushed that off too.
"Go on. Tell me, what is a Death Eater?" His eyes gazed into hers, he looked interested. And he was. Very interested.
"A Death Eater...is...a organization...that...kills...animals. He claims he doesn't believe in killing things,"Ginny said. *Hope he believes me. *
*Sounds more like a group of servents to a dark wizard. I do like the name. Death Eater. Interesting.* Tom thought.
"Oh," Tom replied,"Well, I can show you to your class, if you'd like," Tom said. *Is he actually nervous?!* Ginny asked herself. He was. Or, at least, he acted nervous. He looked down, avoiding eye contact.
Tom couldn't believe he was actually nervous around this girl! Tom Riddle was never nervous around any girl! He knew they liked him. But there was something about Ginny...something that intrigued him. It was the fact that it was hard for him to read her emotions. It was perhaps the fact that she was so mysterious. And, so different from the other girls.
"I...as long as you aren't going to kill me, sure," Ginny said. *Now where did she get that from? Is that a joke?* Tom asked himself.
"I am tamed, don't you worry, Ginny," Tom said. Ginny held back a snort.
"Yeah, right," Ginny muttered. Tom looked at her, as if asking 'What was that?' "Of course you are," she said quickly. Tom just nodded, looking at her suspiciously. This 'Ginny Granger' was probably the most eccentric girl he has ever met.
Ginny followed Tom Riddle out of the Slytherin Commons room. "Do you have any brothers or sisters, Tom?" Ginny asked. She knew she shouldn't have. But this was revenge. Revenge for everything he did. She knew it was wrong, especially when she saw his face. He looked angry, depressed. And she knew he wasn't going to tell her the truth, though she knew it.
"No," he said bitterly,"What about you?" Tom wouldn't tell her, not yet, for he didn't feel comfortable telling complete strangers his history. But, really, who would?
"Yes," she replied,"I have six brothers, all older. I'm the only girl." Tom's anger vanished, he looked surprised. Shocked.
"Six?!" *Her mum and dad must've really been on eachother. They couldn't stay off of one another! Poor Ginny!* Tom thought, amusing himself.
"Yes, six," Ginny said," I know, I know, its a lot. Lots of kids."
"Did they all go here?"
"No. Only one did, Charlie. The other five, they went to a private school," Ginny said. Tom just nodded. It was silent. She didn't like silence, especially when it was with Tom. He could be plotting someones death.
"Gryffindor?" Ginny nodded. "I despise Gryffindors." Ginny held back what she really wanted to say, and smiled a very fake smile. But Tom couldn't tell.
"Do you like Quiditch?"
"Yes!" Tom said," Why wouldn't I? I personally like playing seeker, and beater."
"I was a seeker once, in my fourth year," Ginny said,"I love Quidditch, its quite fun." Tom looked shocked. *A witch, playing Quidditch! Thats...strange!*Tom thought.
"But your a witch! Qudditch is a Wizards' sport!" he replied, shocked. Ginny glared at him. "Just...joking." Ginny nodded. "Anyway...I guess I should let you go to class. Good luck." He really needed to learn to think before talking, or keeping his mouth shut.
"Thank-you," she replied,"See you later." Tom left, as Ginny Weasley entered the dungeon, for her Potions lesson. He was crushing on this girl he hardly knew. That was something knew for him. He felt an unfamiliar feeling.
Ginny looked around her Potions classroom. It had only two girls, and the teacher in it. Two Slytherin girls. The professor looked up. His eyes were a pale blue, and his hair was red. "Good morning, miss. Are you Miss Granger?" Ginny nodded,"I am Professor Weasley." *My great grandfather! Ron, who Ron was named after!* Ginny thought to herself. She smiled. "Have a seat by Miss Higgs." The girl with long, black hair and brown eyes waved to her. Ginny sat beside her.
"I'm Marie Higgs, and this is Cynthia Baddock," Marie said. The other girl was a blond haired beauty, her eyes were pale blue and her complextion was perfect.
"Cindy," she corrected.
"I'm Ginny Granger," Ginny said,"Nice to meet you."
"So, have you met Tom Riddle," Cindy asked,"Marie here fancies him. Every girl fancies him."
"Yes, he showed me here,"Ginny replied," He's nice." *I really can't believe I said that Tom was nice! He's evil! He killed Harry's parents...he tried to kill me.*Ginny thought.
"You...you...talked to him?! He showed you here?!" Cindy asked, getting excited. Ginny just nodded calmly. "If only he fancied me. I doubt he would."
"Miss Weasley,"Professor Weasley said,"You will be working with Mr.William Potter, he's the only one without a partner, for he was taken ill for quite a while." *Harry's...grandfather? I wonder if he's eye-candy, like Harry is.* Ginny asked herself. "Ah, there he is now." A boy, with black, messy hair and hazel eyes walked in.
"What about me, Professor Weasley?" William asked.
"You are going to be working with Miss Granger on a Potions project. You will be making a Polyjuice potion to transform into eachother. Have you studied about that in your previous school, Miss Granger?"
"Yes,"Ginny replied. She hadn't actually, but Hermione and herself had made one before, for fun.
"Then you will be a great help for Mr.Potter," Professor Weasley replied.
"I have to work with a...a Slytherin?!" The professor just nodded. Ginny started to wonder about William, about his future, that is.
Pretty soon, the whole class was there, and Ginny Weasley, was having her first good Potions lesson. Too bad she wasn't in Gryffindor, for it would have been much better.
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