'I need you to give the Diary away,' Tom wrote one day. 'I had plans.'
Ginny looked down at the book in shock. 'What? Why, I thought we were friends!' She looked at the book, but the words didn't disappear. Her quill hesitated for a moment over the paper, and then wrote, 'What do you need to do?'
She could practically feel the diary's mood shift, and he replied, 'I can show you.' And as she watched, a small box appeared on the page. She leaned closer and suddenly fell forward. She looked around wildly, and saw she was in a dark common room. It was empty, until a tall boy walked down one of the staircases.
He was very cute, she decided. His hair fell in carefully styled waves, and his bright blue eyes shown even in the darkness of the room. "Tom?" she asked, while he walked closer to her. His eyes seemed to look through her, and she was forced to jump out of the way when he got to close. She followed him out of the common room and into the hallway.
"Where are we going?" She asked. Again, no answer. The boy walked with a quick stride, and they were soon at a girl's bathroom. He didn't hesitate before entering, and slowly walking to the sinks. He bent near one of them, and Ginny saw a small snake engraved in the faucet. "Tom?"
He hissed, and she felt chills run down her spine. Over all the things he'd shared with her, he'd never once mentioned being a parsel mouth. Suddenly he stepped back, and a dark tunnel slid into view. He hissed again, and stairs appeared. Ginny looked at him in shock, surely he wasn't planning to go down there?
The tall boy strode down the stairs, and she was forced to follow. They had been walking for what seemed like an hour, when they reached the bottom stair. The floor was dry, and covered in animal bones. Ginny's eyes widened, and watched him pull out his want. It was long, with pale wood and what looked like a bone for the handle. He muttered a spell, and his wand pointed to one of the many dark tunnels in front of them.
She was getting very tired of walking, Ginny soon decided when she found out how long this tunnel was. But, she followed Tom, observing him quietly. They reached a large circular thing that she assumed was a door. He hissed at it again, and the large interlocking slithered, and the door opened. She followed him into a large room, and froze at the sight before her.
There was a very large statue of a haughty looking man, and torches everywhere. For once, Tom seemed to pause, and went to stand in front of the gigantic statue. He hissed again, and she heard a chilling noise. Suddenly the room was filled with scraping noises as the statue's mouth dropped open. Tom's eyes fluttered out, and she watched as a large head slowly descended from the entrance. It was a snake. A very large, terrifying snake.
Ginny watched as it hit the floor with a loud thud, and slowly unraveled its long body. It hissed, loud and grating against her ears, and she winced. Tom began hissing back, and she watched as a sort of film went over the beast's eyes. They were still open, just covered. Tom slowly opened his eyes, and she saw relief in them, before he reached out and stroked the monster's head.
All of a sudden, everything froze, and things began to turn grey. Tom's figure swiveled towards her, and he looked at her for the first time that night. "Do you see, Ginny? I need to get back down here, I haven't checked on her on a very long time. Imagine how lonely she is," he murmured. Ginny found herself slowly nodding, and he smiled. "So you understand why I need your help?"
"Y-yeah," She said. She didn't want to give the diary away. She was Tom's friend, and if she gave it away, he'd move on. She thought for a moment, and smiled." But you don't need to give the diary away! I can help you, I promise, Tom."
She missed the smile that flashed across his face, and he said, "Really, you'd be willing to help me? I'd be forever grateful." He looked at her, and she believed him.
"So, how can I help you?" She asked quietly. "I mean, I'm not a parsel toungue, so I won't be able to check on it-her." She finished awkwardly.
Tom smiled at that, "Well, you could allow me to speak for you," he murmured. "You'd be in control, I'd just be speaking."
He smiled at her again, and Ginny smiled back. "Well, okay. I mean we're friends now, aren't we?" She looked at him, and continued. "And friends help each other out."
"That's right," he murmured. "Friends help each other. Well, before you help me I'm going to need you to run a few. . . errands, for me. You'd do that, won't you? Since we're friends?" He looked at her, and she beamed up at him.
"Of course, Tom!"
AN: Opinions? I really hope you guys like this chapter, after the next one they'll start getting longer.