Ron looked really angry, well beyond angry if you're completely honest. Why? Because I, Heather Potter, had effectively given permission for the young dark lord to entre Hogwarts. Unlike Hermione, he failed to see how I hadn't any other option here and now was trying to rally our house to chuck me out. Well much to my surprise, despite the whole propaganda the ministry created about me being a liar, Gryffindor are on my side. Why there on my side here I've no idea right now but I cannot help but think I'm lucky. Right now I don't need anything else that draws attention to me especially seeing as Riddle is here. My aim is simple; to avoid Tom Riddle's attention for as long as he is here and act like any normal student.

Sadly for me, Dumbledore's actions have pretty much doomed my plan before it even started. How can he of all people go and pin this whole thing on me? I mean come on he could have easily asked Ginny rather than me of all people. Seeing as my surnames Potter and Riddle specifically said that someone of my blood caused him to be here, he's bound to get curious. He's set me up for a fall despite everything that's happening to me. Thinking about it more maybe it was a test of loyalty. Well it failed, badly. Did he really think that I would choose him over myself? I was supposed to be in Slytherin and he knows it, my loyalty goes first to myself when it's so quick I barely realise I'm thinking that way.

I groaned; Ginny Weasley was coming over looking furious. "How the hell could you let that monster come here?" She spat. Her face was the famous Weasley Red, like her hair. She was angry, even more than her brother. Then again I can't blame her; he put her through hell. I only wish I'd had the diary because I know that no one would have tried to save me. After all why save me? I'm supposed to be the hero not the victim but life's no stupid fairy-tale. Everyone would have expected me to have saved myself, no one would have come. Besides no one else in the school could speak parse tongue.

"Monster? He's a boy, only one year older than me. Ginny I didn't really have a choice, the ministry would have just made it worse plus he knows not of why I was asked. Right now we need to think Slytherin rather than Gryffindor, his reputations recognised by the ministry is perfect." I pointed out. Slowly she blinked slightly shocked.

"That is surprisingly smart." She breathed, I rolled my eyes.

I snickered. "So you really think I'm thick?" I arched an eyebrow. "Honestly Ginny just because I'm friends with Ron doesn't mean I'm thick. Despite what Hermione thinks I do have a brain, and use it regularly. I get more than most of you think you know." I smirked.

She laughed a little too. "I know you're smarter than anyone thinks, after all who taught me how to break in to the broom closet at home?" She smiled. "Sorry I know you're right, I just got overwhelmed by the memories of him." She shivered. "I hate him Heather, honestly. Voldermort isn't nearly as bad as Tom Marvolo Riddle. Trust me, Tom manipulates subtlety and stabs you in the back Voldermort would still stab you in the back but he doesn't hide it. You never would care about Voldermort but Tom…" She trailed off. I remembered the boy who almost brought me my dark death wish, that night…

I was so close to my goal but Fawkes saved me. The thing is that well….he almost seemed to care then. When I was dying he seemed to actually care about me, it shocked me. Was it an act? When I first saw him he hated me for killing his future self, well not exactly killed but you get the picture… What I don't really get is why he didn't keep his true self. At the end he seemed to care, to be human. It was so weird…

"I know…." I murmured. She looked quite shocked.

"What did he do?" I remained silent; I couldn't go and explain even to Ginny. I'd have to explain about my death wish and well I couldn't. "Tell me Heather, you're like my sister. He didn't kiss you did he?" She gasped, her voice softening. I blinked. That was seriously random, well definitely out of the blue. Ok now I seriously want to know where that crazy idea came from; where did she get that creepy idea from? Admittedly he's kind of- look Heather just don't think about it! He's the young dark lord; he killed my parents! Well he will kill my parents if I want to be picky.

"Excuse me?" I arched an eyebrow. "Where the hell did that come from?" I ask, trying to hide my treacherous thoughts. She stared at me like I was insane; well I guess she's got a point. Pretty much every girl is ogling him, even Hermione and she only seems to have room in her heart for books. Then again the fact he practically ignored any girl who sucked up to him no matter how attractive. So he's probably using it to gain allies and followers among the female population. Who am I kidding? Look; just forget about him.

"You know he's totally hot right?" She asked slowly like I was completely insane.

"Look you know your complementing the enemy right?" I asked imitating her slow tone. "Do you really want to be complementing him after all he put you through? Honestly Ginny calm down." Internally I groaned; I was being such a stupid hypocrite right now. Who the hell was I trying to kid? Tom Marvolo was seriously- ignore him. If I don't want him to notice me then my mind should stop being treacherous right now.

"Hell I know, I hate the fact but I can't deny it." She smirked at me.

"Look, he's over 50 years old in our world." I point out, rolling my eyes. "Look although technically he doesn't look his age in this time, he doesn't look anything like this. He's the young leader of the dark side if you haven't forgotten. Besides you were fuming a few seconds ago weren't you?" I reminded her. She rolled her eyes brushing her fringe out of her face. "Come on he'll grow up to kill my parents, grow up and attempt to kill me Ginny now is not the time to obsess about his looks."

She laughed. "So you do think the young dark lords hot." She giggled. While I just groaned in annoyance; what is with her and boys? Can't she ever use her brain? His future self would happily kill her and that diary was a memory of the younger him. Of course he wouldn't care if she got in his way; he'd kill her as soon as he saw her if she intervened in something. I seriously hope he doesn't find too much out about the future, though knowing the Slytherin he would. Though I guess I don't know him, even if I know his future self.

"Ginny, he's probably fed up of girls watching him this way. Besides your letting him get close to you again, he'll just manipulate you again if he even pays attention to you at all." I rolled my eyes. "Oh make sure your idiotic brother doesn't try to strangle him or anything similar please. Then he'd began to start asking questions."

Bella pov

Honestly Tom is so infuriating right now; he's obsessed with that Potter girl! There's nothing special about the Potter girl, the Potter girl is just like any other Gryffindor. Just because she obviously dislikes the headmaster doesn't mean she's not one the foolish Gryffindors. Admittedly a Gryffindor who isn't obsessed with doing the headmasters bidding is hard to come by but she was obviously put into that house for a reason. Gryffindors are always stupidly brave, no matter whether or not it'll get them killed or not. Why that girl is any different I don't know. This obsession is beyond creepy; he doesn't even know her name for heaven's sake.

Admittedly the girl is fairly pretty but there are prettier girls in our year, in our time. Seriously she's nothing special, not special enough for Tom. Bet she only decided to let us stay because she thought he looked hansom. Well I can't deny that he looks hansom because he does, but girls who care about looks are nothing but trouble. It's not like I fancy him; he's like a brother to me. I don't want him to get hurt by some piece of Gryffindor filth.

"Bella why do you think the headmaster asked her?" Tom asked curiously, internally I groaned; why is he obsessed with this stupid girl? It's not like she's actually worth much, knowing the Potter's she'll probably be a blood traitor by now. The Potter's aren't exactly a powerful family, maybe old but not powerful. They spend way too much money on luxuries like quiditch, food, the Weasels, quiditch…. Tom may be a half-blood but he certainly isn't deluded. My brother hates the muggle filth, suffered at their hand and how that makes me mad. "Bells?"

"Pardon?" I blinked. Great, now even I kept thinking about that Potter filth. What was the world coming to? Next thing you'd see was Weasels joining the dark side!

"Why do you think the headmaster asked her?" He had a point actually. "For one he had to have seemed confident that she'd agree with him but when he asked her she looked really angry." No she didn't, she looked like she hated him with the way she glared. Her body language didn't show any anger. He chuckled slightly. "It was anger trust me, it was 'why the hell did you bring me into it' anger. The headmaster expected her to agree with him and something tells me she was backed into a corner."

"Tom are you sure you aren't imagining it?" I ask. "Honestly are you sure you didn't get the wrong end of the stick?" From what Tom's saying she was acting Slytherin and if a Gryffindor is acting Slytherin what is the world coming to? I dread to think what it'd be like if there was someone who'd fit into Slytherin and Gryffindor. Honestly it'd be a scandal! I'm not just talking about Gryffindor but for every single house too!

Tom arched and eyebrow. "Trust me, Bells after the orphanage I recognise it. Besides you can't deny that it's beyond weird that Dumb-as-a-door would ask a Gryffindor who hated him. There's something more, I just sense it Bells." He insisted. "Come on it just doesn't add up." Ok, as much as I hate to admit it Tom as always has a point. When Tom says something he never wastes your time, well that was before we ended up in this time.

Now he seems to go on about that girl and it's the first morning we've been completely stuck here. I can honestly say that Tom has never acted like this before about anyone….it unnerves me. "Well what are your theories? Knowing you, you must have some idea. Tom you wouldn't normally come and tell me something you think is odd before you have an idea of why."

"Sorry Bells, but no which is why I told you this time." I arched an eyebrow at the Slytherin heir. This was unusual; normally Tom preferred to work things like this out alone. You see he enjoys the thrill of solving the mysteries.

"Tom, are you sure your well?" I asked curiously; he was acting like he was possessed. Seeing as this was Tom it was extremely disturbing. Extremely isn't really being honest; extremely is an understatement when it comes to Tom. Tom never does things by half measures. That's one thing that's always true when it comes to Tom, even if most things about him go out the window… Oh who am I kidding? Tom is a Riddle, and I'm not just talking about in name.

Tom rolled his eyes. "Bell, think about it; how are we going to find more about her background? For one thing I highly doubt she will answer willingly and to be completely honest I don't want to alienate her. She's something special, I sense it. I sense it in her like I sensed something about you Bells." Tom insisted doing his really cute puppy dog eyes. Honestly with eyes like that you don't need methods of torcher to get information out of them! Admittedly torcher is more fun Tom's puppy eyes though are seriously cute.

"Why don't you use them on the Potter girl?" I asked, looking away from his incredibly sweet eyes.

"Well… Something about her tells me that she won't be fooled by them; she isn't that gullible." I glared at him; I AM NOT GULLIBLE! Sometimes I really dislike Tom. I sighed, knowing that I won't ever win an argument against Tom. If anyone could then I'd happily wash their boots, Tom is too stubborn to let anyone win against him. Then again if he knew I'd thought that then he might just relent because he's always wanted to see me do that.

"Look, what do you want me to do?" I sighed.

"Can you get close to her?" Why me?

"Why?" I asked curiously. "Why would she trust me?"

"Well it'd be easier for you than me." I snickered. That isn't true, definitely isn't true. Every girl in this time is practically drooling over him, it's ridiculous. Why this Potter girl is any different, I'll never know. Tom's charm is irritable to most people, I say most because I'm not affected.

"Really?" I asked.

"Yes, please Bella." I sighed and before he started doing his puppy dog eyes again.

"Fine." I rolled my eyes. "I'll try."

A.n: I know this chapter was bad, well that's an understatement but I need to make Heather seem less Slytherin and a tad more Gryffindor. The next chapter will be a lot more interesting with more action. How was my Bellatrix? Did I get her character right? PLEASE review, but don't tell me things I already know. For one I know this chapter was awful and so is my grammar, but please review! I'd love to here about what you think about this. Just please don't comment on my grammar.