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The year was spiraling down towards its end and everyone was eagerly waiting for the last game which was going to be between Slytherin and Ravenclaw. Gryffindor was pushed out of the competition by mere ten points against Slytherin and the team members knew a time of bitterness over the loss. But now, the exams were half way over with and every student was awaiting the entertainment. On top of studying Slytherin and Ravenclaw had to make time for practice and most were too tired towards the end of the day to even lift a quill, but they pushed on.

It was now Saturday and the Great Hall was chatting away opinions about the possible outcome of the match. However, Slytherin was in shambles. One of the Chasers had gotten sick with something unknown and was escorted to the Hospital Wing. One of the Beaters had a sprained wrist from a fight that had occurred earlier. Adriennd was a nervous wreck not just because of the pre-match jitters, but also because Adrian was nowhere to be seen. She hadn't seen him all morning and leaving her food untouched with no regret for her stomach, she went in search for the team's captain. A half an hour before the match, she still hadn't found him and was growing more nervous as the school began to empty. Soon she was pulled away by a fellow teammate and told to go get ready.

Replacements had been found for the missing teammates, but Adriennd was still uneasy about Adrian's no-show. The Slytherins stood before the closed gate and listened to the introduction of the Ravenclaws. Suddenly, the Malfoy felt a body beside hers. She turned to see Adrian catching breath and pulling on his Quidditch robe.

"Where've you been?" Adriennd whispered and held his broom for him, while he pulled gloves on.

Adrian didn't answer and roughly took his broom back and pushed his way to the front and disposed of the extra player on the team in time for the opening of the gate. The Slytherin team flew onto the field and took its positions: Seeker against Seeker, Beaters below, and the Chasers spread out in a circle alternating green and blue players. The captains shook hands and the Quaffle was released.

Slytherin proved to me most energetic this game than any other and Ravenclaw had to double its efforts against the opposing team. Half an hour passed and the score was tied. The weather seemed to darken as clouds filled the sky and killed any of the sunlight that there was. A gloomy air filled the stadium as everyone grew cold and frightened by the chills the cold May air sent. Both teams slowed their pace in the game and seemed to be moving in slow motion through the mist that now began to descend upon the players and viewers. Soon enough, the game was hidden from the public and the mist became so thick that even the viewers could barely see the person next to them.

Dumbledore rose from his seat and cast and incantation that would lift the mist and as he did so, he revealed a disorder upon the field. Three Slytherin players were still up on their brooms, Adriennd included, and only one Ravenclaw boy, the Seeker, was left in the air. The rest were down on the field… or were they? The other Slytherins seemed to have vanished and instead were replaced by dark hooded shapes. As for the Ravenclaws, well, they were dead.

A silence grew over the people as they stood up to try to fathom what could have happened. Adriennd inched lower in disbelief. When she understood that the people below her were in fact dead, she began to tremble from fear and turned to her remaining teammates to see if Adrian was among them, but he was nowhere to be seen. She glanced at the staff and saw how her mother was making her way to the field. Adriennd flew towards the entrance dividing the Staff and the field and met her mother there. The older woman didn't notice how her daughter followed her to the very center of the field where they came just yards away from the hooded figures.

Jacqueline raised her wand upon the three, but so did the one in the lead and intercepted Jacqui's spell and created a patronus around the field, that same one that was used to entrap the famous quartet those many years ago.

A low chuckle issued from the leader and then he spoke in a snake-like voice that had sent shivers down Jacqui's neck many years in the past. Jacqui seemed unmoved however, for she thought she knew who she had now come across, but Adriennd seemed paralyzed by fear as she watched the conversation take place.

"Dear, dear, Jacqueline, I thought you would have learned by now. Alas, I see that you remain as ignorant as you were before. It is a shame, really that you would not want to progress your talents, for you seemed very eager to do so in the past."

"As far as I am concerned, I believe I have had no presiding evil to abolish in the last years and therefore…"

"No presiding evil?" the persona questioned in a bemused surprise. "Well, in light of your obliviousness, I shall forgive you that comment."

"Very gracious of you," Jacqueline bowed slightly, resolving to play along with this until a clearer path of action would show itself.

"I have come to talk, Jacqueline," said the figure in a sharper voice. With an evil, more maddened laugh, he exclaimed turning his back to the Malfoys and acknowledged the whole stadium, which could hear every word. With his arms outspread, revealing grey, almost reptile-like skin on his hands, he said "I have come to talk to all of you, but I shall start with her." And he pointed back at Jacqui.

"You have been rather inattentive to anything but yourself in the last few years and I am rather sorry that this has gone as long as it has, but I have been amused as to how easy you have made it for me to act."

"This is going to be no different than last time. You will lose," Jacqueline uttered.

The persona turned around and his followers drew closer to him, listening to instructions. The follower on the left drew away and the one on the right drew out a wooden case from underneath his clock with yellow aged hands as the leader slowly took of his hood and placed his skeletal hand upon the now open case and took hold upon the white wand. As he turned around, Jacqueline frowned as looked upon a much older version Adrian, one almost aging before their eyes.

"Mr. Melancton, what is the meaning of this?"

A smirk appeared on the boy's lips as the other carelessly waved his wand to silently state the word 'well' and then follow it up with words. "I have taken a very peculiar form over the years, have I not? I think you are in for several surprises, Mrs. Malfoy."

"Mr. Melancton, you are clearly not in your right mind. Drop the wand and I shall help you," Jacqueline stated in a rather shaky voice, hand outstretched in motion of assistance.

"Oh, I strongly believe you shall help this unfortunate soul that had no chance to live ever since its birth."

"Adrian, please," Adriennd called, tears falling from her eyes, "let her help you."

Jacqui sharply turned around and stared at her daughter. "You're not supposed to be here."

"But I am aren't I?"

"Yes, let her remain, Jacqui. It is time for her and for everyone to know what it is you have been hiding."

Adriennd drew several feet in front of her mother, silently staring at her old companion as old feelings of love towards him returned. She had suppressed them long enough and now concern and tenderness towards the decayed form burst through. Adrian walked closer to the young girl and with the back of his hands softly touched her cheek. Adriennd shuddered from its coldness and lifted her eyes up to the ones she used to know so well only to find them full of anger and power. But she seemed not to notice that and her clouded mind saw only the love and tenderness she felt right now.

"Look at the poor girl," he drawled, still caressing her cheek, "so confused and without a clue of what you had brought her into. How could you have been so cruel? And to your own daughter too? But that is why I was there for her. I took care of her, nurtured her …" and slowly she became mine," Jacqui heard in her head.

Jacqueline was about to yank her daughter away from Adrian's grasp, but refrained as she saw the boy's grip tighten on the wand. "Adriennd," she called in a pleading tone, "come back to me."

Adrian locked eyes with the young Malfoy and continued in his old mesmerizing tone, "Adriennd, do what you want, but do you want to return to a life of deception. I can promise you greatness, power, anything you want will be yours. I can promise you that. It is your choice."

Adrian backed away, softly saying to himself and to his companions, "The spell is almost finished."

He stopped when Adriennd was equal distance from him and Jacqueline. "Adriennd, do you pledge allegiance to me?"

"Adrian," the young girl gasped. Then smiled, still under his influence, forgetting everything else, she took a step towards him, "of course I pledge allegiance to you."

A/N: Not sure when I'll update next… real soon though. Maybe this weekend….

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