i wanted to be a pirate.

"It is our fight. It will not end here. With every victory, this evil will grow! If your father has his way, we will do nothing. We will hide with in our walls, live our lives without light and let darkness descend. Are we not part of this world? Tell me, Mellon, when did we allow evil to become stronger than us?"

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Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets { Chapter 17 - The Heir of Slytherin }

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 won’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.