Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of its characters. They all belong to J. K. Rowling.
A.N.: So far I've had a lot of fun writing this. I'm going to be writing that rest of this in a diary format, from Ginny's point of view. And this fic is set in Harry and co.'s fifth year and Ginny's fourth.
On with it!
The Five Year Old Dark Lord and Me
Chapter Two: Week One: And So It Starts
Day One
November 21, Monday
Current mood at start of entry: Shocked
Dear Journal,
Today I start my torture that will last for the next five or so weeks. How lucky am I? Tom Riddle, I'm sure you remember him, got himself turned into a five-year-old and it's my job to look after him. Apparently, he doesn't remember anything after the day he turned five but he manages to remember lil' old me.
It's hard to imagine that someone so cute would ever become so evil. Because he is. Cute, I mean. Well, he's evil too but hey, we all know that. Somewhere along the line... things went... wrong. I wonder what. It doesn't matter though.
But still! He's so adorable as a five-year-old! Not that I'm going to let that affect my judgment.
Well, that' it for now.
Ginny
Current mood at end of entry: Better
November 22, Tuesday
Current mood at start of entry: Sleepy
Dear Journal,
Oh my God! He's so adorable! I still can't believe how cute he is... but he woke me up so I'm not as happy as can be.
I'm waiting for the post right now. Tom's trying to read what I'm writing without success. I can't believe I agreed to this, but it was hard not to. I mean, it's not often that a miniature version of a teenaged dark lord is half asleep in your lap. Especially when said miniature version is so adorable.
I'll continue my madness later.
Ginny
Current mood at end of entry: Slightly less sleepy
November 22, Tuesday
Current mood at start of entry: Amused
Dear Journal,
Well, that was fun. No homework for me. Apparently, Dumbledore thinks that Tom's gonna be a handful. Speaking of Tom, the kid doesn't like Umbridge. Not that anyone would, mind you. But he reminds me of how I was in my first year when Lockhart was trying to teach DADA. That man was such a sap.
I have to go. Tom wants to sit in my lap again. I'd never thought that I'd see the day the Heir of Slytherin would want to sit in someone's lap.
Ginny
Current mood at end of entry: Even more amused
November 23, Wednesday
Current mood at start of entry: Creative
Dear Journal,
Tom woke me up again and then fell asleep not even ten minutes later. He's still asleep, so I sent for some hot coco and coffee. Dobby was more than happy to get the drinks. He also sent up some pancakes and one of the older house elves sent up some pastries. And now I have nothing to do and I feel like doing something creative so I barrowed Colin's old camera for the day. I've sent a letter home, asking if mum can send me my camera that I got from Bill as an early birthday gift.
So far, I've taken a few pictures of Tom sleeping and one of the common room. I hope they'll turn out alright. Tom's starting to wake up.
I'll write more later.
Ginny
Current mood at end of entry: Still creative
November 23, Wednesday
Current mood at start of entry: Surprised
Dear Journal,
Tom has been really... clingy as of late. And he seems to still hate Harry. Whenever Harry walks into the room, Tom stops what he's doing and glares for a while for in till I ask him what's wrong. Then he smiles sweetly at me. I think he remembers more then just me.
I have to go. The Headmaster wants to talk with me about Tom.
Ginny
Current mood at end of entry: On guard
November 24, Thursday
Current mood at start of entry: Confused
I'm so confused. Tom's been quiet lately and Harry's been odd. He's always trying to get me away from Tom, even though he knows that I was told to take care of him. I'm beginning to think that he's jealous but I don't have any proof to support that theory. And besides, why would he be jealous?
Hermione's been giving Tom and me strange looks but she has said anything thankfully. Ron's being he's usual obsessed self with Hermione but she doesn't notice it. Speaking of which, I think Ron's planning something. Oh well, it isn't any of my business.
Once again, I gotta go. Tom's trying to get my attention.
Ginny
Current mood at end of entry: Preoccupied
November 24, Thursday
Current mood at start of entry: Enraged
Dear Journal,
Harry told Dumbledore that he thought that Tom and Malfoy were lying about Tom not remembering anything but me. Dumbledore said that he would look into it and see if forgetting almost everything that happened up in till the point you "de-aged" your self to was one of the side affects. When we got back Harry told me that I wasn't allowed to go near Tom... I think the handprint I gave him does wonders for he's completion.
I can take care of myself, thank you very much! There's nothing they can do to stop me anyways. Tom saw me slap Harry and seemed pretty scared. As if he thought that I would turn around and slap him. After Harry left, cursing all the way I might add, I assured Tom that I would never hit or hurt him. He seemed to believe me but I'm not sure.
Ginny
Current mood at end of entry: Worried
November 26, Saturday
Current mood at start of entry: Overwhelmed
Dear Journal,
Sorry, I didn't write yesterday. I was way too busy. Tom is getting more and more like how he was when he was in the diary. Harry's avoiding me and it seems that Tom couldn't be happier about it.
I'm worried that something like the Chamber of Secrets incident is going to happen again. I don't know what I'm going to do to keep that from happening.
Tom's asleep in my lap at the moment so I have to write sideways... It's weird. He really is adorable when he's asleep. If I didn't know better I'd say he was just another little boy and not the memory of a dark lord hell bent on world domination. Well, I'm gonna take Tom to his room and head to mind to get some sleep as well.
Ginny
Current mood at end of entry: Sleepy
November 27, Sunday
Current mood at start of entry: Tired
Dear Journal,
Well, today's the end of the first week. It hasn't been nearly as bad as I thought it would be but that doesn't mean I enjoyed it. Tom was easier to handle than I thought he would be and he didn't argue nearly as much as I thought he would. Actually, he was fairly well mannered for a five year old. But then again he was born in the late 20's so I guess I shouldn't be too surprised.
He was really tired today as well but hat might have something to do with the spell. Dumbledore had told me to take him to the hospital wing very Sunday in till the potion was done or the affect of the spell wore off. I have no idea what spell he could have used that would've released him from the diary and turned him into a five year old at the same time.
I was told that I could do as I pleased for the day but to be back be 8:00 pm to pick up Tom and take him to his room. For the most part, I rested and toke pictures of things. My camera had arrived on Friday. Nothing not much else happened, aside from Tom now having the body of a six year old. Good night and I'll write more tomorrow if I can.
Ginny
Current mood at end of entry: Fine but a tad bit sleepy
Chapter Two is done! I'm sorry if there are any mistakes... my brain just isn't working at the moment. Oh! I almost forgot! Could anyone draw me a picture of Tom as a five year old? Please?
Natalya A. Devereaux: Don't worry, I will! Thanks for reviewing!
P-oenix: As soon as I got the idea for this fic, I knew I had to have Tom sitting in Ginny's lap. I can't tell you! Let's just say you'll find out when Ginny finds out... The wheels are turning.