Bad Feelings

I walked into the Great Hall to see it mostly empty except for Ginny who seemed to be writing in that journal again, the same one she's been writing in.

This whole year she has been acting strange as if she wasn't herself, as if in a trance and I can tell from the look in her eyes when we catch each other's gazes.

I walked over and sat in front of her. "Hey Ginny."

Ginny closed the book. "Hi."

"You alright?" She nodded and grabbed onto the book as if it was her prize possession. "What are you writing?"

"Nothing really."

"May I see?" I held a hand out, she looked at it. "I promise I will give it back. I just love leather back books." She shook her head, I smiled. "Ginny." I eyed the book and her. "Give me the book."

Ginny hesitantly let go of the book and slid it across the table, I smiled and grabbed it. The same nasty feeling I felt when I met Professor Quirrell surrounded the leather black book. On the back was the name 'Tom Marvelo Riddle' in golden letters.

"Tom Riddle." I looked up at her scared eyes. "May I keep this." She shook her head frantically. "Ginny this is not a good book. It has to be turned over to Dumbledore."

"No." She shook her head and reached for the book.

I moved it out of her grasp. "No." She looked at me with eyes full of wanting help. "Ginny." I lightly grabbed her hand.

Her eyes softened. "I'm scared."

I smiled. "I know. We need to show this to Dumbledore."

Her eyes glared. "No." She growled and snatched the book back, her eyes widened. "Sorry."

I smiled. "It's alright. I understand, I'll have Dumbledore make sure the book is safe alright?" Ginny stood up and walked fast out of the Great Hall. "That's another thing on the To Do list."

I got up and walked to the front, grabbing a napkin and a cupcake before walking out of the great hall and out where Harry and Ron walked out of the closet in their own uniforms.

I walked over and bit into the dessert. "How was that experience." They both gave me bored expressions, I smiled. "I'll handle them. You go on back to the common room."

"Thanks." Harry said and turned to Ron. "Come on." They walked away.

I walked around the corner and leaned on the wall, waiting to hear the closet door open and boys shuffle out.

Thankfully a couple minutes later they did, I pushed off the wall and walked over to them. "There you two are." They looked at me. "Draco told you two to watch over me yet here you are at the great hall stuffing your faces."

"But-."

I put my hand up. "I won't tell Draco you left me alone when there is a monster around as long as you walk me back now. I'm tired and I don't want you two to get in trouble for not listening to Draco." They both turned to each other then at me and nodded. "Good. Let's go."

(Hopefully that's good enough.) We walked back to the Slytherin common room where Draco was pacing the room.

He stopped and turned to us. "Where have you been? It's passed curfew."

I walked passed him. "What does it matter to you? I'm just a mudblood who deserves to be killed."

Draco followed me. "That's not what I meant."

"Draco I honestly could care less." I walked up the girls side.

I walked up to my room, changed into my pajamas quietly since Pansy was asleep and moved under my bed blankets for sleep.

--------The next day was classes, morning classes started with a boring lesson which I have just caught up on, I have actually caught up pretty fast if I am allowed to brag.

The only class I hated was Defense Against the Dark Arts, the Professor is a dunce, his whole being is fake and I hate it. It makes my blood boil how he acts but Dumbledore told me specifically to keep my mouth shut around him and I don't want to go against the man who supports me financially as who is also the Headmaster of the school.

But at the end of the day my whole morning of classes was saved my Professor Snapes class, potions which I love the most since it is the least magical in ways of wands. It's something you can do without a wand, like alchemy, sort of, and that is why I like it so.

"I want you all to write a detailed paper on Hair-Rising potion before you attempt to create it." Snape droned as he looked over the class. "Is that understood?"

"""Yes, Professor Snape.""""

"You may all leave." Snape moved to his podium and sat down.

Mione stood up. "Do you want to go study?"

"I need to speak with Snape." I smiled. "Maybe I'll catch you there."

Mione nodded. "Stay safe." I rolled my eyes.

Hermione left with Ron and Harry, Draco glanced at me and left. I still haven't talked to him about last night.

Am I mad? Im annoyed at him, mad about Granger but I know he doesn't mean it so I am annoyed. It's not that I am shocked he would say that.. it's Draco we are talking about. The boy who strives to let everyone know he hates Mudbloods.

"Why are you still here?" Snape eyed me as he wrote.

"Because I have a question." I stood up and moved to the front. "Last year I said first time we met that Professor Quirrell didn't... feel right."

Snape put down his quill and gave me his attention. "And you bring this up now?... Why?"

"You seemed very protective of me and my mouth of words that day and shooed me off. Why? What was I feeling? What does it mean?"

"Do you wish to tell me something, Miss Kimberly?"

I sighed. "Can you answer the question. If I were to feel that feeling again should I be worried?"

Snape eyed me. "Do you feel the feeling again?" I nodded. "Where?"

"Someone I know has a book and when I touched it, I felt that feeling. I was going to go to Dumbledore but I wanted to make sure it is worth bothering him."

"Who has this book, Miss Kimberly?"

I eyed his stern demeanor. "Should I be talking to Dumbledore?"

"Answer the question."

"Ginny Weasley has a black leather back book. On the back it says Tom Marvelo Riddle in gold stitched letters." Snapes pupils dilated. "Should I speak to Dumbledore?"

Snape looked back to his work. "I will take care of this, you may leave."

"Alright." I walked back to my desk and picked up my books. "Can you at least tell me why I feel that feeling? Or what it is?" I turned back to him.

Snape looked at me. "Miss Kimberly you have abilities that you might not even be aware of. I'm sure you will find out in time the meaning of that but for now go study before you fail my class."

I huffed. "Alright." Snape went back to his work, I rolled my eyes. "For a teacher everyone hates you aren't that bad." Snape raised a brow at me, I smiled. "Have a good day, Severus."

Snape glared at me. "It's Professor Snape to you Miss Kimberly."

I smiled. "Alright Sev." His eyes widened, I chuckled. "Oh, come on."

"Good day, Miss Kimberly."

I rolled my eyes. "Fine. I'll be in the isolated world of my studying." I walked to the door.

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