The Boy Who Loved

*Complete* He's famous for having a heart of stone. Yet behind closed doors, and many years back, he had a heart and traded it for power. But just because he gave up, doesn't mean she did.


4. Myrtle

Dead? How could this happen? The whole school was buzzing with it. Myrtle had been attacked by some monster. The chamber of secrets was all anyone talked about. While the Slytherins gossiped in the common room, I was alone. In bed, drowning in tears. Myrtle, one of my few dear friends, she was gone. An owl screeched and I looked up as a letter fell onto the covers. He flew off without waiting for me to write a reply. I wiped the tears from my cheeks and sat up, opening the letter with unsteady hands.

There's something I need to tell you. Meet me on the third floor at 9. You know which room. -Tom

I smiled weakly. At least something good would come of this day. I climbed out of bed and worked to make myself presentable before my meeting with Tom. When the time came I crept quietly to the room where we had our first kiss. That was nearly six months ago. The room was dark when I entered. 

"Lumos." I whispered with my wand in the air. A dim light filled the room and I saw Tom. He was standing by a table looking down at a small black book. 

"Put out the light Katie." I obeyed and felt my way to him in the dark. Standing by him, he began speaking without touching me at all.

"I'm sorry about Myrtle." I nodded, even though he couldn't see me.

"Me too, I was so shocked. Why her? She didn't deserve a death like that. I spent most of the day in my room crying." Tom's cold hand rested on top of mine but he didn't respond for a while.

"Honestly, I couldn't believe someone would do something so terrible. Whoever they are, they deserve to be expelled." I nodded again, listening to him ramble.

"Katie, I brought you here to tell you something." 

"What is it Tom?" 

"I think I know who opened the chamber of secrets." I gasped, turning to his dark silhouette.

"How did you find out? Not even the teachers know." 

"It was Hagrid. I caught him a few weeks ago with this monstrous creature. I know he didn't mean to kill Myrtle. But he should've been more careful. The creature has to be stopped, and someone has to be punished." 

"Yes," I agreed, squeezing Tom's hand and leaning my head against Tom's shoulder. 

"But of all the people to be responsible.... Hagrid? It's unbelievable." 

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