Riddle's Riddle • Tom Riddle

Riddle's Riddle [ENG]

The scene shifted, and Dumbledore and Harry were in the Slytherin common room. It was almost the same as Harry remembered it from his visit there in his second year. Everything in greenish light coming from the windows, behind which you could see the lake creatures.

A beautiful girl entered the room. Harry looked at her and had a very strange feeling he had already seen her somewhere. He examined her face and then it hit him - it was Sirius' mother, looking fantastic compared to her picture from Grimmauld Place. She had blonde hair and now that she was very close to Harry, he could see some resemblance to Sirius.

"Ah, yes, Walburga," Dumbledore smiled. "You know who that is, I suppose?" he turned to Harry and the boy nodded in response.

Soon, the boy whom Harry had seen hiding in the corridor jumped tto his feet since he had been sitting on the couch and immediately walked up to Walburga. They started talking, but Harry couldn't hear what they were saying, so he and Dumbledore approached them.

"Does Diana like Riddle? Did she tell you anything?" Edward asked her straight away.

Walburga sighed heavily and started to play with her hair.

"Not really. It's a touchy subject with her, you know. She doesn't like talking about their relations. She always says she really likes him, you know, as a friend, but Merlin knows if that's the truth. She wouldn't tell us."

"But you don't think she'll marry him, will she? He's a filthy half-blood, after all - you don't think her parents will let her?"

"Her parents are even more of a touchy subject, Ed... You know she doesn't have very good relations with them. I think she'd be able to marry even a Mudblood if that pissed them off," Walburga explained all this in a whisper. "Excuse me now, I have to find Orion," she added and quickly walked to the exit so Edward couldn't stop her.

And the scene shifted and there was the Slytherin common room in all its glory again, this time with a Christmas tree that didn't stand out very much because of the greenish light all over the place. However, Harry managed to notice Diana quite quickly. She was sitting on one of the couches, unwrapping a gift.

Suprisingly enough, Tom Riddle was sitting beside her with a puzzled expression.

Edward was sitting opposite them in the armchair, glaring at Riddle as though trying to kill him with his eyes.

Diana let out a gasp as she threw the wrappings away.

"Tom, this is the best gift I've ever got," she said as though not believing in what was happening. And then - quite suddenly - she turned to her left and - to Harry's horror - hugged Riddle.

Edward clenched his fists before Riddle pushed her away gently, looking not - as Harry expected -  awkward or disgusted, but a bit dumbstruck.

"Diana," he said softly, and Harry would have never imagined Voldemort could actually say something softly - but he just did.

"Yes, I know, my turn," she said quickly, though Harry somehow felt it wasn't what Riddle had meant. Diana picked up something from the ground. It was a neatly folded package in the shape of a book.

"Merry Christmas," she said quietly, passing him the gift. Riddle nodded and opened it slowly, his expression blank.

"A diary?" he asked, raising his eyebrow and holding the thing up and Harry's heart missed a beat. It was that diary, the same one that one day would become a Horcrux.

"Yes, but listen," Diana began, "I bought it in Muggle London to be sure it has no spells on it and then I bewitched it. Look," she picked up a quill and a bottle of ink from the table, took the diary from him and opened it, then made a huge blob which quickly disappeared - just as Harry remembered. Now Diana reminded him of Hermione, who would definitely do something similar.