Meet Isabelle Catherine Adams.

I had no clue what was concealed in the pages of this book. A map to a long-lost treasure? The diary of a legendary hero? Some deadly family secret? The impossible possibilities raced through my mind. What if it’s like Pandora’s Box? What if I learned something I shouldn’t and it might lead to the end of the world?

Will the events occur exactly as they were written there? Doesn’t that mean that I could somehow change or stop them from happening? If I’m in the book, and if this is Order of the Phoenix, then that means, Sirius will die…and Dumbledore will die in the next book…and so many others will follow in the seventh book. I know what’s going to happen next, and I might have the power to stop them…

“Did you know that you bite your lip when you lie?” .
 I seriously needed to work on my lying skills.

“Excuse me, but you don’t have the right to say that,” I retorted icily.
“I have the right to say anything I want,” snapped Hamilton.
“Why?”
“I’m an International Quidditch player and on a team that’s won the league,” he replied as he crossed his arms.
“So, what? I don’t care. I don’t even know you,” I snapped back, crossing my arms as well.
He glared at me. I glared back.