Fan Fiction (Novel)

Chapter 14:

Joanna had decided to lie about the book, telling him she would look for it but saying she had not found it the following day. The weeks that followed after were filled with practices that she no longer had time to help Tom, and he didn’t seem to mind.

She was slightly afraid that he might have already started planning on making the horcrux, but she constantly told herself not to worry as she had noticed how Professor Dumbledore had been watching him more closely since she had joined the Quidditch team.

She had a feeling Professor Dumbledore knew they were up to something, and maybe his recommendation was to get her away from Tom as soon as possible. If so, his plan worked brilliantly.

Soon, February came and the final match was scheduled to be taken place on the second week of the month. The house cup was so important to the Hufflepuffs that training doubled up. And as time flew swiftly as a snitch, Joanna soon found herself trying to swallow down some food on the morning of the match.

“Eat up!” James said to everyone on the team.

They gobbled down as much as they could and then headed to their tent near the quidditch field.

After getting ready and listening to James’ pep talk, they were ready to take off. As they strode to the center of the field, Joanna spotted Abraxas Malfoy, looking rather grim. She knew their false friendship will not spare them from losing.

A handshake followed by a whistle and into the sky they went. Joanna hovered above the other players, trying to stay out of their way as she searched for the snitch. Below her, she could hear the commentator booming over the microphone, and it was a very tight match.

Slytherin was in the lead with 20 points and Hufflepuff was about to score another goal. That was when a loud thud echoed throughout the stadium as one of the bludgers, sent by a Slytherin beater, had knocked one of their chasers off her broom. The crowd gasped and James called for a timeout.

“How is she?” Annoria asked, looking over at their teammate who was sprawled on the ground.

“She’s fine. She’ll be up soon,” James said quickly. “Anyway, we don’t have time to waste. Joanna, you need to get the snitch before Slytherin widens the gap between our points.”

Joanna nodded. And they were off into the sky again.

She circled the field over and over again, trying to find the snitch. Malfoy was also occupied, watching her instead. But his focus was diverted when a sparkle caught his eye. Immediately, he shot towards it. Joanna who was right behind him, followed after, trying to catch up.

Joanna kept her eyes on the snitch when she noticed how close Malfoy was from it. His right hand was already outstretched, reaching for it.

It was now or never, Joanna thought. Slowly bending forward and shifting her weight, she stood up and stayed low. Her broom picked up speed as it gained on Malfoy. Malfoy who had caught sight of her through the corner of her eye, took a quick glance and panicked.

She had gained on him and was now overtaking, with a hand reaching for the snitch. Just then, she saw Malfoy make a sharp left swerve downwards, and before she knew it, a bludger hit her straight in her thigh, sending her off her broom.

Joanna must have been pretty high up as she had managed to see Malfoy catch the snitch before everything dived into darkness.

She didnt know how long it was but it seemed like days later when she woke up in the hospital wing, recalling how Hufflepuff lost.

The hospital wing was dark, and it took her a moment to adjust when she saw a figure standing by the foot of her bed.

“Er… who’s there?” Joanna asked, squinting her eyes.

“It’s me,” Annoria said.

“Oh. What are you doing?”

“I was just waiting for you to wake up.” Annoria walked towards the side of her bed when Joanna noticed what she was holding in her hands.

“Where did you get that?” Joanna immediately asked.

“Where did YOU get it?” Annoria asked in reply, still holding on to Tom’s diary tightly.

“I was holding on to it for him,” Joanna quickly answered. “Can I have it back now?”

“Have you read it?” Annoria asked, in a voice unlike her usual.

“No, why?”

“Because I have, and we need to turn this in.”

“What? The book is protected, you can’t read its contents!” Joanna was surprised, as she remembered seeing it blank.

“I found it fully written.” Annoria flipped the book open and words were scribbled across the pages.

Joanna recalled the night she tried to read the book, and immediately felt a sinking feeling that her spell might have actually worked. She was just too tired to notice.

“Give it to me, I’ll give it in.” Joanna tried to reach for the book but Annoria pulled it out of her reach.

“No you won’t, you’ll give it back to Tom.”

“I’ll give it to Dumbledore!”

“I don’t think you would. I know you like him.”

“I do not like him,” Joanna retorted.

“It doesn’t matter. I’ll be handing it in tonight. Just thought I should let you know, in case the Professors ask you about it,” Annoria said and hurried towards the exit.

Joanna had the urge to go after her and get the diary back. By the way Annoria acted, she knew it contained really bad things, and what if Tom had mentioned her as well? But if she didn’t go after her, maybe Tom can be saved after all. If he was caught, he wouldn’t play around with the dark arts anymore.

To be continued…

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Fan Fiction (Novel)

Chapter 11:

“Are you afraid of the dark?” Tom asked sarcastically.

“No.” Joanna narrowed her eyes at him before she stepped onto the edge of the pipe and slid down.

The only light that shone down the winding tube finally disappeared when the opening of the sink closed after Tom. Joanna was uncertain on where it was taking her, and just as she was about to shout a question to Tom, the pipe ended and Joanna landed on a damp floor.

As she got up and examined the place, Tom pulled out his wand, brightening up their surroundings just enough to see a passageway in front of them. The damp and musty walls gave her a forboding feeling, making her immediately regret coming down with him.

Joanna had to hold on to the back of Tom’s robes as they walked down the dark passageway. There were times Joanna thought she felt something scurrying by her feet and she would jump in response, only to have Tom laugh at her.

They finally stopped in front of a big door. It looked like one of those vault doors you would see in Gringotts, but the only difference was that there were 2 snakes. Not real ones of course, but metallic snakes, which green glowing eyes, that formed a lock.

Tom whispered 2 syllables in parseltongue and the door started to unlock with a hissing sound.

“Now when we enter the chamber, you need to do something,” Tom said as he slid his wand under his sleeve.

“What?” Joanna asked, squinting at the hissing door.

“You have to close your eyes and open ONLY when I tell you to,” Tom instructed. “Understand?”

“Why?”

“No time to ask why, just do as I tell you.” Tom sounded stern and Joanna obeyed. There was something in his voice that made others obey him, and Joanna was no different.

The hissing sound from the door finally stopped. Joanna took it as her cue and shut her eyes. She felt Tom’s hand grabbing on to hers as he led her forward.

As she took a few steps, she heard the door closing with the same hissing. Right then, she knew she was in some kind of a room. And it was brightly lit. She could also smell water as a cool breeze swept through her hair.

Joanna strained her ears to hear for anything else that might explain why she had to keep her eyes close and she did.

It started off as a soft hiss. But then it grew louder, and louder, painting an image of a giant snake. The ground vibrated as the giant snake slithered pass her, and when part of its cold, scaly body brushed passed her legs, Joanna jumped immediately.

“DON’T open your eyes,” Tom said in response.

Joanna pressed her eye lids tighter as she felt for more of Tom than just his hand. Tom, knowingly sensed her fear, pulled her closer and was seemingly conversing with the snake.

A few minutes later, Tom whispered into her ear, “You can open your eyes now.”

Joanna slowly opened her eyes, peeking behind Tom as she examined her surroundings. She knew she looked stupid but she was not a fan of snakes, 5 inches long or 10 feet tall.

“It’s gone,” Tom brawled.

Joanna nodded and stepped away from him. “This is the chamber of secrets. It was built by Salazar Slytherin,” Tom said, as though giving a tour.

“As you can see, there’s a statue of him right up front,” Tom continued comically. “These pillars are also carefully designed with an artistic touch to resemble snakes.”

Joanna couldn’t help but laugh. Her previous expression must have been rather unpleasant to have Tom trying to crack her up.

Tom waved for her as he headed towards the foot of the statue of the monkey looking man, and knelt on the floor beside a cauldron. Which Joanna assumed he had prepared earlier.

“Is the snake coming back?” Joanna asked as she sat across him.

“No, I told her not to come in here for a while.”

Tom took no delay as he started laying out the ingredients.

“Tom, are you sure-“

“We’re just making the potion, its not like I’m going to make a horcrux now,” Tom interrupted.

“Right.” Joanna nodded and started helping him prepare.

Tom, who was exceptionally well in potions, finally completed the disembodiment potion before sunrise. Joanna who had barely helped, sat playing with the remaining ingredients. She constantly wondered why he asked her to follow along, being that she was rather useless the whole time. But by the time they left the chamber of secrets, Joanna just wanted to fall into the cushions of her bed.

Tom was kind enough to walk her back to her common room, and this time, he waited for her to disappear behind the painting before he left.

As she entered the quiet and deserted common room, Joanna tip toed up into her bedroom, careful not to wake anyone. She was ready to hit the sack without even changing, when a thin leather covered book fell from under her robes.

That was when she remembered Tom asking her to help him hold on to it while he closed the chamber. And she never gave it back. It must have slipped her mind.

Curious of its contents, Joanna flipped it open, but all she found were empty pages. Blank, clean pages, which did not resemble it’s dirty, overused looking cover.

It was at that very moment she remembered her cousin saying something about books with secrets. And if it was a book of secrets, it must be Tom’s diary. It’ll only take a while for her to figure out how to dig out everything in the book, as her cousin so conveniently showed her all the tricks in the book, but should she do it?

To Be Continued…

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