Anuksunamun-Kalia: No, not Draco! Not a Gryffindor, Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw! I suggest you think about the second Harry Potter book…Think hard…
Chapter Two
You think all that stuff is bad, well everything got a whole lot worse. Weirdly, I started to receive more creepy messages after I gave in and sent an owl to Harry and he arrived at The Burrow. I soon began to suspect him…
I smiled. I hadn't smiled for months. My face muscles felt rusty as a genuine smile spread out across my face as Harry Potter wrapped his arms around me and hugged me tightly.
"I thought I'd never see you again," Harry whispered. "Your mum told me about what happened at your flat. Have you any idea who did it?" I stared into his piercing green eyes that were full of anger…or was it concern? No, it wasn't either.
"Ginny, can you hear me?" Harry asked, waving his hand in front of my face. I blinked and nodded stupidly.
"No, my dad informed the Ministry of Magic, but they don't have much to go on really," I replied. "The Minister is going to get some aurors onto it." Harry grinned.
"At your service, ma'am," He said, bowing to me. I smirked, my cheeks going pink. Suddenly, the smile on Harry's face disappeared and was replaced with a look of horror.
"What is it?" I asked. He grabbed my shoulders and spun me around to face the wall. My jaw dropped. It was another message it. It said:
He can't protect you forever, Ginny.
Harry grabbed my chalk white hands and led me out of the room, yelling for my parents. Mum was in the kitchen and Dad apparated in moments later.
"What happened?" Dad demanded. His eyes widened when he saw the looks on our faces.
"Another message?" Mum said quietly. I nodded, tears pouring down my face.
"I don't know what to do!" I howled. "He knows me! Whoever is doing this! He's here! Right now! He knows that Harry's here! He knows everything about me! He's like a stalker! Oh god, what am I supposed to do? I can't just sit back and let him destroy my life! But no one knows who he is! How can anyone stop him? God, Mum, I'm so afraid!" Then I saw something on the table. A little black book with a hole in the middle. A memory stirred in my mind…my first year at Hogwarts…the diary…TOM RIDDLE'S DIARY!
A/N: Muahahahahaa! I am so evil! I bet most of you know who it is now…and you're plain stupid if you don't. Anyway, review, my lovelies!