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Harry Potter and The Power of Souls.

Chapter 10: Adrian's soul.

A few months ago...

Adrian sits alone in the first year boys' dorm, looking down at Tom's dairy silently, quill in his hand. He felt it...Tom was trying to take energy from his soul. He sighs, writing in the diary. "Tom?" there was a pause before Tom answered. "Yes, Adrian?" Adrian thought about how best to ask his question. "Why are you...Why are you taking energy from my soul?" There was an even longer pause. Adrian had a feeling he had surprised the being in the diary. "You..how long have you known?" Tom asks. "I could feel it. Why are you doing it? I thought we were friends. You know I can't hold both our souls, right?" Tom remained silent for a little longer again. "I know, Adrian. I'm sorry. I need the power to become alive again. I need your help, Adrian. Please, I hate being trapped in this book." Tom pleaded. Adrian's eyes soften. "I'll help you, Tom. But, Please stop taking my soul. Maybe there's something else that could help you?..."

Presant day...

Adrian slowly wakes up on a cold, stone floor. He felt so weak and tired. Tom had said he'd found another source of energy to take that would help him, but it would make Adrian feel weak and tired a lot. Tom had begged him not to go to Sans. In all honesty, the teen spirit was scared of the skeleton Adrian loved to talk about. He sounded scary powerful. Tom never told Adrian that the energy he was taking from the boy was his life force, though he had a feeling Adrian knew. He was a clever boy.

Tom slowly matieralized, blinking as he felt himself becoming more and more solid. He looks down at his feet to find Adrian. He was...surprised. The boy at his feet was so small and fragile looking. He slowly knelt down, brushing the boy's soft black curls away from his young face. His eyes narrowed slightly as his thumb traces the lightning scar on the child's forehead. He felt a tingle of familiarity when he touched it, but couldn't place what he was feeling. Adrian was constantly complaining about his scar in their conversations. Not in an annoying way. It just bothered him that people only seemed to care about something he couldn't remember doing. Adrian had never gone into detail about what happened to give in that scar. Maybe he didn't want Tom to start acting like the people at the school did.

"T-Tom?" a shaking voice asks, ripping the young man from his thoughts and making him look down at the tired boy before him. "Shhh, it's okay, Adrian. It'll be done soon." He whispers assuringly. "Soon we'll both feel much better." He promises, not exactly lying. Adrian would be dead, free of pain and he himself would have a body back. Adrian smiles up at him weakly as Tom pets his head gently. "Rest, Adrian," Tom says, pulling the fading boy into his arms and cradling him in his arms. "Not long now.." He murmurs as Adrian's eyes slide closed. Tom looks up, his eyes flashing red as he hears someone coming towards him. He turns to the face of Slytherin carved into the wall and hisses 'Open!' angrily. His beloved Basalisk slithers out, hissing a greeting to him. She coils around him and the dying child, glaring towards the entrance to their chamber.

A young man steps out, shielding his eyes as if he knew the basilisk would be there. "You can call her off." hisses a voice. It was cold and made Tom shiver slightly. The man hadn't spoken, however. "Who are you?" he demands, picking up Adrian's wand and aiming it at the stranger. "I am you. I am what we became." says the voice. The man slowly removes his turban when Tom hissed at his basalisk to turn off her death gaze. She nuzzles him, watching the man carefully. The man turns and Tom's eyes widen, his blood going cold at the...horror...standing before him. "This is what becomes of me?" he chokes out in shock and horror, his newly remade heart pounding in his chest.

Outside the chamber...

Fred and George race through the halls as fast as they can, hoping they would find help before it was too late. They didn't know Adrian as well as they would have liked to, but they knew he was a sweet, kind, and gentle soul. The last thing they wanted was for him to die. They see Professor McGonnagal and rush to her, speaking as one. "Professor! Professor, come quickly!" They cry, each grabbing a sleeve of her robes. "We know..." Fred began "Where Adrian..." George continues "Was taken!" They conclude quickly. "Now is not the time for one of your pranks, boys." She scolds, pulling her sleeves free of the confused and distraught teens. "But, Professor!" They say as one, but McGonnagal cuts them off. "Not, now!" She says, storming off to continue her search for Adrian Dreemur.

The two look at each other in shock and horror. What did that do now?! "Sans!" They say in unison before rushing back the way they had come towards Sans' office. They skid to a stop outside the door only to find it locked. They begin knocking loudly. "Professor! Professor!" They yell, trying to get the skeleton to open the door. When there was no response they grow paniced and rush to the Slytherin portait. They couldn't get in, but they hoped to get at least one of the Dreemurs. They were running out of options.

Luck finally graced them as, just as they arrive at the portrait Chara walks out. "Chara!" They rush over, then double over, panting heavily, having literally run all over the castle. "What? I'm busy." The boy huffs angrily, on edge. He had to find his little brother! Adrian could be anywhere! "We know where Adrian was taken!" The twins cry, ripping Chara's attention to them. "Where?!" He demands, grabbing their collars in desperation. Asriel and Frisk came running out of the portrait, having been told by another painting what was going on. "He's been..." George starts "Taken to a..." Fred adds "secret chamber under the school!" They finish in unison. "Show us!" Asriel says, sharp lines of black appearing on his face as his eyes black out.

The children run as fast as they can back up to the girl's bathroom, not even pausing to acknowledge where they were going. The twins point to the sink and before they can even fully explain what they saw Asriel had two white blades in his hands. They looked fragile and didn't even look like they had proper blades, that is until bright rainbow light filled the voids in the blades and he slashed them, turning the sinks to rubble and revealing the opening. Frisk was the first to leap into the tunnel, followed by their brothers and the twins. Chara pulled a toy knife out of their pocket and flipped it in the air. It turned into a real knife in mid-air and they caught it by the handle. The twins had their wands out as the small group slowly makes their way through the tunnels. 'Hang in there, Adrian.' Frisk thought.

With Sans...

Sans paces his office. What was he missing?! That Diary...Adrian...UGH! The more he thought about it the more his skull felt like it was going to split open! His right eye flashed yellow as the realization hit him. His skull...someone was messing with it...SOMEONE WAS MESSING WITH HIS HEAD! But, why? Why would someone mess with his head unless... "Oh shi..." he shortcuts back to Slytherin common room, grabbing Adrian's bag and dumping it out. He grabs Adrian's favorite quill and focused his soul magic on it. It was faint, but there was a hint of red glow to the tip. He curses himself for not seeing it sooner. "Sans, you idiot!" He scolds himself, running to the boys' dorm to get the rest of his kids only to find the room empty. His hp drops slightly in his fear. "FRISK?! CHARA?! ASRIEL?!" He calls, looking for the three. He runs from the dorm, grabbing a random he sees outside, who happens to be Draco. "Where are they?! Did you see?!" he asks in a panic. "Who?" Draco asks, confused and a little scared. "My kids!"

What will Tom do know that he knows what he's become? Will the Dreemurs get to Adrian in time? Will Sans? Who was hiding the truth about Tom's diary from Sans this whole time? (TBH, that one's a bit obvious. XD ) Find out in the next chapter! Reviews are my fuel!