Harry opened the cover of the diary and wrote:
My name is Harry Potter. Your diary fell from the sky and hit me on the head. Could you tell me about you and the other founders?
Hello Harry I am Helga Hufflepuff. The first thing you should know about us founders is that we all got along very well until Salazar went off and made a chamber. When he left us things got a little odd. Godric was the only person keeping us together. He persuaded us to each build our own chamber by standing in front of the trunk with the founders names engraved into the side and saying 'Godric show me the chamber'.
Thank You. I'll go now.
Harry, Hermione, and Ron searched for the trunk. When they found the trunk Harry said the words and part of the floor opened. One by one Harry, Hermione, and Ron jumped in. They fell into a bright, clean and pretty room. All of them stood up and looked around. As they looked around, their ears picked up noises coming from around them a ghostly voice whispered:
"Harry Potter," it whispered "Are you there?"
"Harry Potter that sounds familiar where did it come from umm…" it paused and Harry, Hermione, and Ron were rigid "Oh yes, you're the one who will vanquish the Dark Lord Voldemort!"
Harry was still as a board he hadn't told anyone about the prophecy not even Ron and Hermione, How'd this voice know?
"You see I'm Helga Hufflepuff, Seer of Hogwarts!" She said "Turn around it's going to be okay."
They turned around to find an old woman with a smug expression. To scared to talk the trio stared at the ghost.
"BOO!" she yelled in an impatient voice it cracked them out of their catatonic stupor.
"RUN!" They yelled in unison they turn around at break neck speed and ran to the ladder…
"Wait! Wait! Narrator there wasn't a ladder here before, we jumped in." said Harry irritably.
"Well isn't that bloody fantastic! LET'S GET OUT OF HERE!" Ron shrieked and they climbed out of Helga Hufflepuff's chamber and ran to the Lake.
"Harry, What was that about?" Hermione panted
"What?" Harry panted heavily
"You vanquish Voldemort." He realized that she said Voldemort without flinching but there was no hope for Ron.
"Well a little over sixteen years ago a prophecy was created about me and Voldemort it was spoken by Trelawney it says:
'The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches…Born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies…And the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not…And either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives…The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies…'
How do you guys feel about being friends with a future murderer?" Harry finished.
"Oh Harry!" Hermione threw her arms around his neck in a bone-crushing hug tears flowing freely from her eyes.
"Why does this have to be your future? Why does everything horrible happen to you?" Hermione sobbed
"Harry you won't have to this all alone me and Hermione will right by you the whole time." Ron said proudly. And with that the three of them walked back to the castle.
The next day Ron and Harry had quidditch practice. Umbridge had been fired and Harry got his firebolt back. Quidditch practice was just the thing to get his mind off of yesterday. After an intense quidditch practice Ron and Harry went up to see Hermione. Hermione was writing ferociously in Helga Hufflepuff's Diary. When all of a sudden she was sucked in Harry and Ron alarmed jumped in after her.