🎃🎊🎉✨Part 20✨🎉🎊🎃

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"Dobby what did you say?" I ask him again. He looks at me and looks back down at the ground. 

"Dobby was..... he was eh.... lying" He lied. "Dobby I know you weren't lying," I say. "Now tell me why is Hogwarts not safe" I demand. 

I heard some shoes tapping on the floor so I quickly get in my bed and act like I am asleep. "Dobby this conversation isn't over," I say. He gulps and disappears. 

I hear McGonagall and Dumbeldore talking about something. Then Madam Pomfrey comes. " Do you think they caught them on the camera? McGonagall whispered and asked Dumbeldore. Dumbledore opened the camera but there was only smoke coming out.

Then I got to get a better look at the kid. It was Colin Creevey. The poor kid was frozen and had his mouth opened in shock. 

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The days in the hospital wing passed quickly and I was now heading to potions when I saw Ginny. I smiled and headed to see how is she going. "Hey Ginny" I greeted. She seemed nervous and barely said anything. 

"O- oh hey Y- Y/n" She stuttered. I looked at her with confusion why is she so nervous. 

"Ginny, um there something you want to tell me?" I asked her. "N-No.... oh hey look... I got to go to potions." She said and quickly left before I could say anything else. "Okay?" I said and left. 

The potions were like.... every other potions, Professor Snape had a bad mood and of course he had to urge it on me or on Harry. But mostly Harry. Wink Wonk. 

Harry and Ron were telling me about a diary they found. They explained that it was weird and the only weird thing I found about it was that it was named "Tom Marvolo Riddle". 

"Wait Tom Marvolo Riddle?" I  asked them and they nodded. I gave  Hermione a weird look, and that meant that I knew something. 

"Where did you find it?" I asked them. "Class dismissed!" Snape yelled and we quickly go out and I had a very serious conversation about the diary. 

"I will try and write in it today" Harry announced. I mean what can go wrong with writing into a diary. 

"Mhm," I say and we have lunch. I sit by Hermione because I haven't talked to her the whole day. She was playing with her food and I nudged her shoulder. 

"What?" She raised her voice. I flinch and she quickly hugs me. "Sorry just had a bad day" She lets go of the hug and I smile. 

"What part of it was bad?" I asked her. She rolled her eyes and starts. "Draco just being a jerk to me." She says. 

"Oh, that's why you're sad?" I ask her. She nods. "Oh Hermione, he is a jerk to everyone, and by the way, I have talked to him yesterday about the chamber and he says he doesn't know anything" I announce. 

"Tomorrow is the final quidditch game this year?" She asks me. "yeah" I sigh and rub my eyes almost forgetting. 

"Okay." She says. "Dont be sad Hermione, trust me your perfect," I say. She smiles and nods. 

"Heyyyy Y/nnnnnn," Somebody says. I look and it's Rolf. I roll my eyes and turn around back to my food to eat. "What do you want Rolf?" I ask him.  And put the tiny piece of carrot in my mouth. 

"Hey, so you know how I talked about that panic attack?" He asked me taking a seat by me. "Of course Rolf how could I forget?" I asked him rolling my eyes. Ron sniggered and Rolf eyed him. 

"So, I wanted to say I'm sorry," He says looking at me. "Okay it's okay," I say and he hugs me. "Okay, I will see you.... when I will see you, bye" He waves at me and heads of to his table. 

"Seriously he can't even take even an apology seriously," I say to Hermione. "Yeah I know," She says and we laugh together. 

"So tomorrow..." "Y/N!" Somebody yells from the other side of the hall. I look behind to see that it was Oliver Wood. 

"Sorry Hermione, gotta go and try to train" I sigh. She smiles and I head off to Oliver. 











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