Hey! So chapter 2 is up, sorry for the delay, I was stuck for ideas...
anyway, you know what to do.. read and review!
Chapter 2: Don't Leave Things Lying Around if you don't Want Them Found…
Frustrated, Harry sank to the ground on the cool marble of Dumbledore's office. With Professor McGonagall preferring to remain in her old office, Harry was free to go into Dumbledore's office whenever he needed a moment of peace. Or in this case, to try and start on the boring task of uncovering Voldemort's past. So far, nothing.
"Hey Harry, did you find anything?" Hermione asked impatiently.
"No," he muttered as he made his way past Dumbledore's portrait. Dumbledore winked. This was strange. Harry was so sure that there would be something in the office that would help them. But no. Defeated, Harry joined the others outside.
"Hey, don't be too down on yourself, mate," Ron said, reassuringly, "well I think we can give up now since we're totally out of options."
"No," replied Harry, firmly. They slowly looked up at him. "I can't live the rest of my life in fear of Voldemort. I have to put and end to this now and discovering his past will help me put and end to his reign of terror."
"But mate, you saw Dumbledore's memories of Voldemort's past, what more do you need?" asked Ron, nervously.
"Ergh! I don't know!" Harry yelled in exasperation. "I need some sort of a breakthrough…"
"Students! What are you doing up here so late?" scolded Professor Flitwick, "I wouldn't think that all of you, especially you Hermione, would disobey the Headmistress' rules. No one allowed out of the Common room during the night."
"Sorry, Professor," they all replied meekly.
"Now back to your dorms. Come on now, back you go!" he tsked, ushering them back to their Common rooms.
Harry flopped down on the bed and immediately whacked his head on something hard. Surprised, he turned over the pillow and gasped in astonishment. There it lay. The badly damaged diary of Tom Riddle. Flashbacks of that night 5 years ago flooded his mind when he wrote into the diary to find answers to the Chamber of Secrets. Except now, there was no fragment of Voldemort's soul to write back to him. So what was its use now? And more importantly, how did it even get here? Suddenly Harry remembered Dumbledore's wink. And his famed words came to Harry, "help will always be given at Hogwarts to those who ask for it…" He knew he should tell Ron about this, but maybe tonight he'd keep it for himself.
Absent-mindedly, Harry began flicking through the pages, all of them blank, with a massive, scorched hole through the middle. He didn't understand what he was supposed to find in this, but Dumbledore had found this of some use. Frustrated, Harry threw the book down when a piece of paper flew out. He picked it up. It was a newspaper clipping.
" Blackburn, Gisele (7/12/1927 – 16/11/1946)
Was tragically taken from this world before
her time. The beautiful daughter of Adrian
and Lira Blackburn and a kind and loving sister to Avery and William.
Rest in peace, honey, we love and miss you very much xx…"
And there was a picture of the dead girl. Harry had to admit, she did look pretty. But who was she? And why was her obituary in Voldemort's diary?
That's the second chapter up, guys. Review and let me know what you think! Haha I know the obituary looks kind of suss, but believe me it's SO hard trying to find a sample one on the internet.
Til next time, xx
