Riddling Weasley

Chapter Three

A/N: And here is...chapter three! Please review!

"Now, class, I want you to get together with your partners, and start on the Polyjuice potion," Professor Weasley said. Ginny's new friends, Cindy and Marie gave her sympathetic looks, though Ginny wasn't upset about talking to Harry's grandfather, William. He glared at her.

"Granger," William Potter said bitterly, "You've made this before?"

"Yes, I have," Ginny replied. *Gods, he's eye candy, just like Harry. * Ginny thought.

"Okay, then make it," he replied, leaning back in his chair, his arms folded across his chest.

"This is a project, a group project. You have to help me, in order to get your grade, "Ginny replied. William looked at her like she was insane. "What, do you think you're some high and mighty king that doesn't have to do anything? You're helping me with this Polyjuice potion."

"You think you can tell me what to do, Granger?" he asked," I'm not helping."

"Then you're not getting a grade, Mr.Potter. You will work on this assignment with Miss Granger, or fail," Mr.Weasley said. Ginny smiled a smile of victory as William moaned.

"It takes a month to make this. Its taste is really awful, and you feel like your going to throw up after you drink it. You have to have something of the person your going to change into, "Ginny informed him, "My friend, Hermione, made the mistake of using cat hair. The Polyjuice potion isn't meant for animal transformations." William just nodded, confused. Of course, most wizards were. It was a flaw among most men.

"There isn't a point to it," Potter replied.

Ginny sighed. *Perfect opportunity to give hints. Maybe...just maybe, I could change the future! * Ginny thought. "There is a point. If you wished to become an Auror, this potion could be very useful. Say you needed to get close to someone, to find out information about a dark wizard, you could change into someone that they are close with. It's very useful. It could prevent the Chamber of Secrets from being opened, it could save someone who was innocent from being expelled. The Polyjuice potion is great, though it only lasts an hour." Ginny looked around, to see that the entire class, including the professor, were listening to her.

"See me after class, Miss Granger," Professor Weasley said. Ginny nodded. The students looked confused, obviously they didn't know much about the Chamber of Secrets. They all got to work.



Ginny waited after class, to talk to Professor Weasley. She walked up to his desk. "What did I need to see you about, Professor?" Ginny asked. Professor Weasley closed the door, and had her sit down in a chair in front of his desk. He had a very serious look upon his face.

"Miss Granger, why did you mention the Chamber of Secrets? How do you know about it?"

"I don't know if I should tell you. I don't think Professor Dippit would want me to mention it,"Ginny said. He looked at her suspiciously. Then smiled. He picked up a letter, from Professor Dippit.

"A note from him says, that he wishes to speak with me after dinner. About the transfer student. I think it is okay if I know, I am a professor, Miss Granger," he said. Ginny thought about it. She guessed it was okay to tell him.



"I'm from the future. I don't know how I got here, though," Ginny replied," My real name is Virginia Weasley. You're my future Great Grandfather." He nodded, she couldn't read his face. She couldn't tell if he believed her.

"And, the chamber, how did you know about that?" Ginny looked to the floor. Memories she didn't want flooded back to her.

"It was opened, again, in my first year," Ginny replied.

"Again? Is it opened this year, then?" Ginny nodded,"By whom?"

"I guess I shouldn't tell you. It would change the future, and it would do a lot of good. But Harry, and Ron, and me, we might never be born if this didn't happen. If he, or she, was found guilty," Ginny said. She did wish she could tell, but she knew she shouldn't.

"Yes, you are right. You may go to your next class. Just tell your teacher Professor Weasley made you late," he replied. Ginny nodded, leaving the classroom.

Tom waited for Ginny Granger to come out of class. He would show her to her next class. It was, after all, his duty. But, she was taking long. Professor Weasley was keeping her after class. He tried to listen in, but couldn't hear anything. So he waited.

Ginny walked out, seeing Tom. This time, she wasn't too happy to see him. It just brought more painful memories.

'Why did you do this to me, Tom? I thought you were my friend!' Ginny asked Tom in the Chamber of Secrets. Tom smirked.

'I was Ginny, I needed you. Thanks to you, I'm growing stronger. You are growing weaker, my little Ginny.'

'I'm not your little Ginny. You used me, and now your trying to kill me! Harry will save me, he will. I know it.' Ginny had said. Tom laughed.

'Nothing can save him, Ginny. Not even you.' Everything had grown black. Ginny Weasley passed out.

"Ginny," Tom whispered, trying to awake Ginny, who suddenly passed out. She had been terrified, just standing there, as if she saw something that he couldn't see. She looked like she had been watching a movie. He had luckily caught her, before she could hit her head. He now held her in his arms. She wasn't too light, but not heavy either. Just average. He carried her to the hospital wing. She probably needed to rest.



'Ginny Weasley. I haven't talked to you in a long while.' Tom Riddle said. It was the Tom from the diary. She knew it.

'Tom....no, you...you were destroyed..with the diary. How can you still talk to me? Can't you leave me alone?' Ginny replied.

'You are in my time, Ginny. My sweet Gin, the memory of myself has been preserved. I can control you now. Soon, my human version will too. After, he figures it out.' Tom said.

'Leave...me...alone.' Ginny replied,'And don't call me Ginny or your sweet Gin. I'm not. I hate you. I despise you. I loath you. I think you should go to Hell.'

'I'm looking forward to it, Virginia.' he said bitterly.'If only Tom would talk to his diary, then I could tell him all about little Virginia Weasley.'

'Why are you doing this? Why won't you leave me alone?!' Ginny asked, practically crying.

'Now, why would I want to do that, Virginia? It is very fun to mess with you. Maybe, it will be even more fun now that your older,' Tom replied, laughing his cruel and heartless laugh.

'LEAVE ME ALONE!'

'You still love Potter, don't you? It would be very fun, to kill him. That's my goal Ginny. Then, after he's dead, maybe, I could kill you, too? Or maybe, I could make you suffer-'

"Don't hurt Harry...Harry...no..."

"Ginny! Ginny, wake up! It's a dream," Tom said, shaking the girl until she awoke. Her chocolate brown eyes were filled with fear and tears. Ginny noticed a book, that had fallen on the floor. She recognized it. It was Tom Riddle's diary. She leaned over and picked it up.

"This your diary, Tom?" she asked. There wasn't any emotion in her voice. But her eyes were filled with anger, hate, sadness, and fear. Tom thought that something very odd was going on. Ginny wasn't herself. Almost like her dream, or nightmare, caused her hate for him. She hadn't any reason to hate him.

"Give it back to me, Ginny," he replied, trying to take it. Ginny turned her back to him.

"It's blank, Tom. Why haven't you written in it? Maybe, if your not going to use it, I should burn it," Ginny said. Her eyes flashed with more hate then Tom had ever seen.

"What's wrong with you Ginny?!" Ginny looked at Tom, realizing this wasn't the Tom who tried to kill her. It was his memory. She felt guilty. She knew she shouldn't mess with the future. She handed it back to him.

"Sorry, Tom,"she muttered,"I was still half dreaming." She sat down beside him and sighed.

"It's okay," Tom replied,"So, who's Harry? Boyfriend?" She could tell Tom was teasing her, for he smiled playfully. A true smile. Not a fake one, a playful, happy smile. At that moment, Ginny knew that Tom Riddle wasn't pure evil. She finally saw in colors, not just black and white. She wasn't a child anymore.

"I wish," she whispered,"He's just a good friend of mine." Tom smiled, knowing Ginny liked him more then that. It was pretty obvious. Ginny, of course, didn't know it was that obvious. But, she did like Harry as more then a friend. She always had, and always would, though she could hide it much better around people. Except for Tom.

"You fancy him?" Tom asked. Ginny just shrugged. "Well, I guess I should leave, you need your rest. Good night."



"Good night, Tom," she replied, watching him as he left. *I can't believe I think he's eye-candy. I really shouldn't think that. After all, he is Voldemort.* For the first time , Ginny wasn't afraid of saying, well, thinking, Voldemort's name. After all, it's just a name.

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