As many of you may have already read from other books I have published, I have already noted how jealous I became of Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley when they were able to speak to Tom Marvolo Riddle, my father, when he was a young person, a student at Hogwarts. I often think that I would love to have been able to speak to him, but as I have noted what would I say? How would that conversation truly go? I have chosen to use the diary that you know of that contained a part of my father to illustrate how I imagine how if I had been the person writing in the diary what might have happened.

For a bit of context to poor unsuspecting readers. The diary of Tom Marvolo Riddle was in the possession of Lucius Malfoy that he gives sneaks into the books of Ginny Weasley. In order for it to find its way to me I would have had to have noticed it amongst all of her books. As to why I didn’t will forever remain a mystery.

Imagine that we are at school and I find the diary. I notice the name on the back to be my own. Some of you may wonder why I didn’t just take it to a teacher or get rid of it. At this point in my life I was fascinated by my history. Where my parents came from and anything belonging to them, I would have found incredibly amazing. I remember around the same time; I was given a photo of my mother as a gift. I couldn’t stop staring at it.

And so, at the age of thirteen you pick up a quill and some ink. There are so many things you want to write about. Your first boyfriend. Imaginary things to tell your dead mother and father. Ideas for class. Drawings…