"Okay Haylin, we want to know everything," Adriel said.

Haylin sighed, she had hoped that she would get out of telling them but Adriel was persistent. Haylin looked around the girls' dorm to check that Pansy and Millicent were asleep.

"Okay fine, Snape wasn't scared of me; he was scared of my father," Haylin explained.

"I don't get it," Janaya said. "How can he be afraid of your father if he's talking to you?"

Haylin sighed again. "He was afraid that if he pissed me off enough I'd tell my father and well, if I did, let's just say he would be in a lot of trouble."

"Does your dad have the same kind of connections as Draco's dad?" Adriel asked.

Haylin shook her head, "if I told you, you wouldn't believe me," she said, and prepared herself for bed.

Janaya and Adriel stopped her. "Yes we would, come on Haylin tell us," they whined.

Haylin gave in. "Fine, my father is the Dark Lord."

They stared at her in disbelief.

"See? I told you, you wouldn't believe me," she said, climbing into bed. "Goodnight."

Janaya and Adriel looked at each other but did not move away from Haylin's bed.

"Come on guys, I have to get some sleep, if you don't believe me, fine, but could you not believe me in your own beds?"

At this Janaya and Adriel laughed and ran to their own beds.

oOoOoOoOo

The next morning at breakfast, Draco was sitting at the table with his mouth hanging open.

"Flies, Draco," Haylin said as she nibbled her bacon.

"Huh?" he asked, not looking at her.

"If you don't close your mouth, you'll attract flies," Janaya explained, waving her hand in front of Draco's face. "Hello! Earth to Draco! What's gotten into you?" Janaya said.

Draco blinked then leaned back away from her hand. "Potter's still here. I was sure he would be expelled last night but once again he managed to slip out of it! Dumbledore's golden boy," he muttered vehemently. His look of shock turned to one of anger as Harry received a parcel that looked remarkably like a broomstick of some kind.

"a broomstick!" Draco cried.

"Draco, calm down, I think you're obsessing just a little too much over Harry Potter," Adriel said with a smirk.

"Yeah Draco, take it down a notch," Blaise said, "Take deep breaths, calm down and eat some food. It's Halloween tomorrow. That should be fun."

"I agree," Janaya said nodding. "Hey, Oz."

The other Slytherin boy in their year turned to face her, his eyebrows raised in question.

"Are you going to eat that bagel?" she asked.

Oz looked down at the bagel he had been about to take a bite out of, then looked at Janaya, shrugged and tossed her the bagel.

"Thanks, Oz," she said gleefully and bit down on the bagel.

Haylin just shook her head, smiling.

oOoOoOoOo

Their potions lesson was abnormally quiet. Draco did most of the work on their potion while Haylin stared into space, trying to figure out what she would say to Snape to make him tell her the truth.

"Longbottom," Snape suddenly said. Haylin sat up and looked their way, ready, once again, to defend Neville.

"This potion is perfect, Longbottom, I am surprised. Five points to Gryffindor," Snape said, almost reluctantly. Neville beamed then, when Snape had turned away to deliver his usual hate towards Harry and Ron, Neville ran over to Haylin.

"What did you do to me?" he asked smiling. Haylin shrugged.

"not much, you had a Power Block put on you and I just removed it.," Haylin explained simply. Suddenly Neville smirked. As quickly as the smirk appeared it disappeared, almost as if it never happened. Was Neville changing because of her spell? Or was Haylin just imagining things?

Before Haylin could think more on the subject, the bell rang.

"I want a two page essay on the properties of unicorn hair," Snape said angrily. Haylin quickly packed up her belongings and stayed behind.

"Miss Riddle, what are you still doing here?" Snape asked when he noticed her.

"I wanted to ask you something," she answered. Snape sat down in his chair and Haylin walked up to him and sat herself down on his desk.

"what could be so important, Miss Riddle, that you risk missing the Halloween feast?" Snape asked.

Without warning, Haylin grabbed Snape's left arm and ripped open the sleeve to reveal the mark that her father had placed on him long ago.

"I was wondering, Professor, if this mark still meant anything to you?" Snape stared at her in shock.

"How did you know about the Dark Mark?" he asked.

Haylin laughed. "I did a little research. But you still haven't answered my question. Does this mark mean anything to you? And by that I mean are you still my father's servant?" Haylin traced his Dark Mark with her finger and she felt him flinch.

"Should I take that as a no? Professor?" she laughed again.

Snape shook his head. "No. I still serve the Dark Lord."

Haylin through Snape's arm back at him, her smile never wavering.

"Good," she said in a hiss not unlike her father's and left the dungeon to prepare for the Halloween feast.