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.
“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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