Riddling Weasley

Chapter Four

A/N: Chapter four is here. Sorry it took so long. I've had another idea, which I had to get on paper, but I feel like writing more on this story, since I really enjoy writing it. Anyway, thank you so very much for the reviews. Some were very helpful, and all motivate me to continue my writing. Sorry it takes so long!

Ginny Weasley's mind lingered on Tom Riddle. His smile, a true smile, could melt you, and his eyes took you captive. He was enchanting, yet beguiling. Tom could be so kind and gentle, but then so cruel and ruthless. He was wonderful, yet horrid. Ginny knew he wasn't just evil, she knew he had a heart. He wasn't black hole, like many thought.

Ginny sat in the library, doing her homework. She wished Hermione were there, to 'help' her. But she wasn't. None of Ginny's friends were in the time period she was in. They probably didn't know she was in this time period. "Hello, Ginny," Marie said, sitting beside her,"How are you doing?"

"Good, and you?"

"Great. So, you really know Tom?" Marie asked, Ginny nodded,"I wish I could talk to him. I mean, I can't. I'm too scared, and he probably would never fancy me, he would fancy Cindy before I. What is he like?"

"Beguiling...bewitching...kind...charming. Mysterious," Ginny replied, as she pictured his perfect face in her head. His eyes were a deep, chocolate color, and his jet black hair was perfect. His skin was like silk, and he was just plain handsome.

"Ah. Do you fancy him, Ginny?" Ginny's eyes widened in horror. She did fancy him, though she wouldn't dare admit it. That would be a crime.

"Gods No!" Ginny replied, trying to relax.*Ginny! What's with you? You do NOT fancy Tom Riddle. Nope, you're just going crazy. Or, you're lonely.* Ginny told herself.

"Yes, you do! I can tell! You fancy him, Ginny!" Marie replied excitedly,"Wouldn't it be brilliant if you two dated?"

"I do not fancy Tom Riddle, Marie," Ginny replied.

"You don't fancy me, Ginny?" Tom asked. Ginny turned around, not relizing that he had been listening. She blushed, as did Marie.

"Sorry , Tom, . Bu Miss Ginny Granger claims to not fancy you. Here's a little hint for you.She claims," Marie said,"Well, I guess I've overstayed my welcome. Good day." Marie left Ginny alone with Tom. She hated to be alone with him. Then again, she liked it. Ginny was nervous, and scared. She didn't know why. She never felt nervous, this kind of nervousness, around Tom Riddle. It was the same kind she felt around Harry. Tom set beside her. Ginny started to pretend to study.

"Gin', may I call you Gin'?" Ginny nodded slightly,"Gin', do you want to talk?" Ginny continued to write,"Gin', stop pretending to write. Lets go somewhere...private."

"Why?"

"Like I said, to talk. Lets go to the Slytherin Commons Area, no one ever goes into the Commons Area. I want to talk to you, alone," Tom said. Ginny continued to write, trying to ignore him. He snatched her quil out of her hand, and her books. "You're coming with me, Gin'. Now." Ginny got up, reluctantly, as Tom led her out of the library.

Ginny and Tom sat on the couch. Ginny looked in the opposite direction. "Gin', do you fancy me?" he asked.*Why do I keep asking her that? I know that she does. It's quite obvious. The question is, do I fancy her? I think that's easy to answer. Look at her.* Tom thought. Tom's dark eyes tried to gaze into Ginny's, but she wouldn't look him in the eye. Instead, she looked at the floor. He thought, that he was much more pleasant to stare at then the floor. Ginny must think otherwise.

"I can't fancy you, Tom," Ginny whispered,"I deny it to myself." Tom's eyes were filled with disappointment.

"Why not?"

"I...I don't know you that well, Tom." Tom just nodded. Ginny couldn't tell him the truth. What a cheerful conversation that would be! 'Tom, I don't fancy you because you tried to kill me in my first year, your diary self, you are a future dark wizard, you are evil, you're the Heir of a Slytherin, and you will murder many people, so therefore, I could never fancy you!' Ginny would say. Then, Tom would probably kill her, using the Basilisk, her death being blamed on Hagrid.

"Oh, I understand," Tom replied,"Well, I have to go." He looked at her angerly. Ginny didn't like that. She didn't like his cold glare he had just given her.

"And do what?" *Open the Chamber of Secrets? Kill someone?* Ginny asked herself.

"I don't think that is any of your business, Granger," Tom replied bitterly. He stomped out of the Commons Room, probably to open the Chamber of Secrets. Ginny did know one thing, she was never going to risk the chance of being in the Chamber of Secrets ever again. She had to make up with Tom Marvelo Riddle, he was highly dangerous, and she didn't want to risk changing the future. But, she would do that tomorrow.

Ginny went up to her room, which she shared with fellow Slytherin girls. She lay on her bed, and let out a deep sigh. Cindy sat on the end of her bed, looking at her worriedly. "Ginny, are you all right?" Ginny sat up, looking around the room. Noone else was there, except herself, and Cindy.

"Cindy, do you find Tom...suspicious?" Ginny asked. *Maybe I could change the future.* She thought.

"Yes, he is suspicious. Promise you won't tell anyone what I am about to tell you?" Cindy asked. Ginny nodded, waiting for what Cindy was about to tell her. "I haven't told a single body, and you're the first. I just feel like I can trust you. Anyway, Tom...he scares me. I've heard his story. He is a half blood. His Mum's a witch, his Dad's a Muggle. He loaths his Dad, and his father's parents. He's charming, but I think he's hiding something terriable. I really do fancy him, but I'm afraid to get to close, or to get on his bad side. I just feel like...he isn't safe."

"I know what you mean," Ginny replied,"Tom...I know he isn't safe. He's charming and sweet on the outside, but on the in, he's cold. " Ginny looked down."He's upset with me, because I told him I didn't fancy him. He was so bitter when he left to do something. He called me Granger. And I know that isn't a good thing."

"It may be a good idea to make up with him, Ginny," Cindy said. Ginny nodded/

"Listen, I'm going to go to sleep. I'll make up with him in the morning," she said.

"It's barely evening, Ginny!" Cindy replied. Ginny didn't say anything. She was already pretending to sleep.

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