Well...I wanted to put in someone other than Ginny, so rather than making someone up I chose Luna Lovegood. But if this chapter makes her seem creepy and stalker-ish, I'm sorry...(Just wanted to mention that in case anyone's like "Luna? Where did she come from?!")

Ok, unfortunately there is still not much action, but I like to use my first chapters to build up for when the time is right...

As always, Ginny left for class feeling slightly subdued; although the teacher held her attention throughout the lesson, Tom Riddle was never really far from her mind.

"There's something bothering you."

Ginny whipped around. Luna Lovegood was sitting behind her, watching sadly. Ginny was somewhat suspicious: she had never spoken to Lun a Lovegood in her life, no one really did. They may have spoken about her...

Luna continued to look sad and questioning. "I...It's nothing," Ginny said, wondering how Luna could've possibly known. It must've been etched all over her face, but Luna was sitting behind...

Ginny pretended to read her chapter, while really keeping close watch on Luna from the corner of her eye. Luna stared at her even more sadly, then shook her head and turned away. Ginny sincerely hoped tat Luna couldn't see past the act.

The bell rang.

Ginny left the room first, ignoring the calls of her friends---she wanted to be alone. she headed for the library; apart from Hermione, no one would be there at this hour. she gave a wave as Hermione gave a smile, then made for an abandoned row.

She couldn't take them anymore. The dreams. They were absolutely tearing her apart. And she didn't believe that Tom was really gone. Nor did she believe that he would ever leave her alone. No spells or potions could ever stop this. She wasn't sure anything could ever lift this from her...

"Talking helps."

Again Ginny whipped around. Again, Luna Lovegood regarded her seriously and more sadly than ever.

Hiding her fear, Ginny replied with "There's nothing wrong with me!"

Luna still looked on sympathetically, and Ginny knew there was no stopping her. To distract herself, Ginny turned and browsed the shelves.

Though still uneasily aware of Luna's eyes on the ack of her head, Ginny ran an unconcerned finger along the spine of each book. She came to rest on the smallest, blackest book in the row. She pulled it out, preparing to falsely indulge herself, when her eyes fell on the loopy silver writing along the bottom. She gasped, dropping he book as though it had burned her.

The words shined with a menacing radiance, reflecting in her wide open eyes

Tom Marvolo Riddle.

I tried to make it longer, I really did, but it didn't work out too well...the next chapter will be the longest and actiony-est yet, i promise!