Thanks for Being my Friend

By RossWrock

Dear Tom,

I don't know why I wrote that Valentine.  I don't even remember sending it, but it's in my handwriting.  But honestly, eyes as green as a fresh pickled toad?  What was I thinking?

There's some other stuff I'm doing that I don't understand.  Oh Tom, what's happening to me?  Mum said that I'd have to adjust to Hogwarts, but I never thought things would be so difficult.  Ron won't listen; he's too busy with his new friends Hermione and Harry.  You'd like Harry, I think.  I know I do.  Even before I knew who he was, I couldn't help think how cute and helpless he looks.  He doesn't look the hero type, but he still did get rid of You-Know-You.

You're the only one I can talk to Tom.  You're the only one I can trust.  Thanks for listening.  Thanks for being my friend…

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Author's Note:

The theme of this attempt was an entry in Tom Riddle's Diary by Ginny Weasley.  Tell me if you like it.  And for those of you who really care, no, these short writings do not delay my updates of "Power of Time."  This took 2 minutes to write, and I only did it for a friend's Yahoo! Group (Hunta).  I'll admit though, they are kinda fun.