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"
She
wo
n't
wake
,
"
said
a
soft
voice
.
Harry
jumped
and
spun
around
on
his
knees
.
A
tall
,
black-haired
boy
was
leaning
against
the
nearest
pillar
,
watching
.
He
was
strangely
blurred
around
the
edges
,
as
though
Harry
were
looking
at
him
through
a
misted
window
.
But
there
was
no
mistaking
him
.
"
Tom
-
Tom
Riddle
?
"
Riddle
nodded
,
not
taking
his
eyes
off
Harry
's
face
.
"
What
d'you
mean
,
she
wo
n't
wake
?
"
Harry
said
desperately
.
"
She
's
not
-
she
's
not
-
?
"
"
She
's
still
alive
,
"
said
Riddle
.
"
But
only
just
.
"
Harry
stared
at
him
.
Tom
Riddle
had
been
at
Hogwarts
fifty
years
ago
,
yet
here
he
stood
,
a
weird
,
misty
light
shining
about
him
,
not
a
day
older
than
sixteen
.
"
Are
you
a
ghost
?
"
Harry
said
uncertainly
.
"
A
memory
,
"
said
Riddle
quietly
.
"
Preserved
in
a
diary
for
fifty
years
.
"
