Harry awoke the next morning in a cold sweat. When he looked around he found out that he was alone, Hermione and Ron were both gone. He was glad. He had just had the worst dream he could ever imagine. It was of someone's past. Sirius's past to be more exact. It terrified him to no end, what Sirius had gone through in Azkaban. But halfway through it had switched, to Adriana's life, but not her past. Her future.

'Hey there stranger,' Adriana said as she walked in startling Harry. 'Sorry, didn't mean to startle you.'

'What are you doing up?'

'Are you kidding me?' she received a blank look. 'Harry, it's 2 pm, I came to wake you up, Dumbledore wants to see us all in his office.'

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Up in Dumbledore's office there were Hermione, Harry and Ron who were all sitting in chairs, and Adriana who was leaning against the wall. Dumbledore came down the stairs in his office to the four teenagers below him. 'Thank you all for coming on such short notice,' he said to them the natural twinkle in his eyes still twinkling. 'Adriana would you like a seat?'

'No thanks, I prefer to stand,' She lifted herself off of the wall, 'And I don't mean to be rude or anything, but I really don't like small talk, can we get to why we're here, to talk about why I went crazy and ended up absorbing Hogwarts' magic.' She looked to the empty picture frames. 'And why it hasn't gone back yet?'

'I believe this is where Miss Granger comes in with her theory,' Dumbledore told them and nodded his approval to Hermione.

'Okay,' Hermione stood up and walked to Adriana, 'Here's my theory. Basically it goes all the way back to the four founders of Hogwarts, Godric Gryffindor, Salazar Slytherin, Rowena Ravenclaw and Helga Hufflepuff. When they created this school, they were treated like Gods, because they had the power of Gods. And Adriana's magic she uses is very specific as to where she takes the energy. And where does she get it?'

'I take it from Gods, but I only usually take it from Hecate,' Adriana slowly nodded showing that she understood, 'but I don't take it permanently, I borrow it, I call for it when I need it, then it goes, so why have I still got it. Professor, the reason I didn't sit down is because if I touch something, stuff happens. Last night I melted the bed I was on in my sleep.'

'That's where the bad news comes in.' Hermione said dejectedly. 'The only way to get rid of the magic is to give it back, do what you normally do when you stop using your magic usually.'

'And that's bad news how?'

'You can't just give back Hogwarts' magic, there's too much of it. You have to get rid of every single piece of magic in you. You can't even keep enough to float a pencil.'

Adriana looked at the ground, 'Oh.'