Couple things:
One: As always, I don't own anything. Well, I don't own a few things, but ya'll know what they are.
Two: Can anyone tell me how to make things bold and all?
Three: Right before I posted this chapter I changed the previous one. It's for the most part the same, I only changed a few things to make it easier to write and because it makes a lot more sense this way. You might want to go back a read it again unless you just started reading and didn't see the old version… I'm going to shut up now
Four: Tom isn't real evil yet. He still wants to take over the world and isn't exactly fond of muggles, but he doesn't loath them yet. You'll find out why in later chapters; maybe the next, maybe the one after
Five: Beware, some sappiness/ fluff whatever you want to call it
And now () in big announcer voice () ON WITH THE STORY!!
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His Queen- Chapter Two: The Diary
Tom and Ali sat in one of Tom's mansion's spare rooms. It was the one that Ali had deemed her room after spending more time there then her real home. Ali was sitting on the bed and Tom was pacing in front of her. Nobody else was home as Tom's mother had some dinner party to go to.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" he asked her, stopping to look at her, slightly nervous.
"Tom, shut up and get to it," when he continued to pace she said, "We've been through this a hundred, no million, wait, wait, BILLION times. You're the only one who can cast the spell for numerous reasons and we can't wait until school, because we don't know the effects of this yet. I'm not a baby, I can handle-"
"But we don't know how strong this will be. What if it kills you? You're the only real friend I have," Tom cut in.
"I'm touched, Tom, I really am," Ali to him, not at all sarcastic, "But you need to have confidence. If I didn't believe everything would be okay, I wouldn't be willing to do this. No, I don't want to hear that you think I'm worried you'll be mad. I've had you mad at me a hundred times, and you haven't seceded to intimidate me once, unlike most people you stand up to, or been able to force me to do anything. Not to mention, I trust you with my life and you know the reverse charms just in case."
"Fine, but if something happens, I'm taking it off you."
"Deal, now lets get this over with," she told him, using her 'straight to business, no wasting time' voice, as Tom like to call it.
"Yeah, fine, lay down though, I don't know how quickly it'll take effect," Tom told her and she did as she was told, rolling her eyes at her friends hesitations, "I saw that," he added before saying a few spells over the girl laying on the bed. It seemed as though nothing had happened. After a minuet Tom asked, "Well? Feel any different?"
"No actually, maybe it takes a while. What to play chess?" Ali said. Tom told her he would go get his board, laughing as he went. Few people would understand why Tom was laughing. You see, he had taught her to play chess and she had become slightly obsessed.
When he came back, Ali was still lying on the bed, looking a little paler though not much, "Are you okay? You look pale."
"I'm fine, really," she added when he looked unsure. They started to play chess. As they started to set up for a second game, they were both good, so one game took a while, Tom noticed Ali looking a lot paler and that she was leaning back on the pillow much more than before.
"I think we should stop, you need to lie down," he told her. Before she good argue he dumped the pieces in to the box and put them on the table. When he came back over, he put a hand behind her back and forced her to sit up so he could move the pillows. Once the pillows were put in a way she could lie down on, he carefully laid her back down. Ali glared up at him, not in an angry way, but in an annoyed way (I know they're pretty much the same thing, but bear with me).
"Tom you're being pathetic, you know that?" Ali asked, though she was smiling.
"I'm just worried about you, I'm aloud, you know," Tom said, smiling as well, "You should sleep, the spell is probably draining you," when she opened her mouth to argue he put a hand over it. "I don't want to hear it, go to sleep, now."
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After a couple hours, if was now probably about one in the morning, Ali started too grown and whimper. In a second, Tom was by her side, one of her small hands in his. He had his other hand by her face, brushing the stray hair away, "Shhhh, it's okay, I'm right here Al. Shhhh."
Slowly Ali opened her eyes. By now she was extremely pale, her black hair making her look even paler then she was. It took her a minuet to recognize Tom, which worried him, "Tom?"
"Shhhh, I'm here, doll, I'm here."
"Tom … I… I'm scared, Tom," Ali told him.
"Don't worry; everything is going to be fine. It'll all be okay," Tom replied, still stroking hair away from her face.
"Can you… can you me one last favor?"
"Don't talk like that, everything will turn out fine," he said, shaking his head at her.
"Please, I'm scared, just incase," Ali almost pleaded.
"Ali, you don't have to ask. You know I'll do anything."
"Hold me, please, I don't want to be alone," she looked close to desperate now; a look that made his heart break. Though shocked by her request, he carefully picked her up and sat behind her, his back leaning against the wall. Slowly he pulled her back so her head was against his chest, his arms around her back, supporting her.
"Better?" Tom asked, looking down at her pale face. Ali nodded and relaxed a bit. They sat like that for a while and Ali soon feel back to sleep. Tom, still terrified something would happen, wouldn't leave her side. Around three thirty, he found out how good an idea that had been.
Being up all night, Tom had started to drift off sometime around two o'clock. Ali was sleeping peacefully and he thought the worst was over. Suddenly Ali sat bolt up-right, startling Tom out of his sleep. Looking around he saw her sitting up, still on his lap. Her face was now ghost white, and looked even whiter against her hair. She looked almost like she was in a daze at first, then as suddenly as she sat up, she leaned back against him. Tom could feel Ali shivering and wrapped her in a blanket. Ali just sat there, still in a daze but now panting a bit. Tom sat there, holding her, with no idea what to do; he could tell her breath was becoming fainter, but what could you do for that? As he was thinking, there was a small flash of light and he felt Ali drop against him. Looking down at her pale form, though he wasn't sure, he didn't think she was breathing.
"ALI! ALI!" Tom whispered urgently, tears staring to form in his eyes. 'What have I done? What have I done?'
The light had died away, and Tom was blinking pock a dots out of his eyes, when he felt a weight being lifted off him. Looking down, he saw Ali crying rather hard as she tried and failed to sit up. Without a moment's hesitation, he pulled her into a hug, tears still sliding down his cheeks as well. Ali didn't fight the hug; on the contrary, she hugged him back, whimpering slightly. When he pulled her into the hug, both missed the black book that fell to the ground.
"Shhhh, you're okay, I've got you. Nothing is going to happen. It's okay," though it seemed he was saying it to calm her down, he really was trying to convince himself.
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After a while they had both calmed down, Tom still holding Ali protectively. She now had her head on his shoulder, his arms around her waist.
"How are you?" he asked her, looking down at her still rather pale face.
"Better then before" she told him quietly, her voice barely a whisper. They sat in silence for a while more. "I've never been so scared." Tom looked down, not expecting her to say anything.
"What?"
"I've never been so scared," Tom knew it was a hard thing for her to admit, "I really didn't know what was going to happen."
"I didn't either. From now on, you aren't doing ANYTHING unless I know what will happen."
"Why?" slowly Ali turned to look at him, somewhat indignant.
"I thought I'd lost you. I don't ever want to go through that again. You're the only friend I have… maybe more." By now, Tom was avoiding her eyes at all costs. Carefully, Ali leaned back against him, smiling slightly, it wasn't everyday, after all, a person saw Tom Riddle nervous or embarrassed.
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Ok, that's it for this chapter. It wasn't as sappy as I thought it would be. I couldn't seem to get it down on paper.
I'm so sorry I haven't updated in so long. My computers have been having problems and my grandfather passed away this time last year, so it's been hectic.
Oh, and a big thanks goes out to all my reviewers. I would put your names up here, but I'm lazy and don't feel like going to find out which of you said what, but thanks all the same, your thoughts are not minded at all (I can't spell the word I wanted to put there which is the very reason I'm failing spelling). KEEP REVIEWING!!