A/N: This is strange… I want to put more detail into my chapters, but they still are longer than usual… strange.

superspunky7- Thank you so much. I was touched by your review. And I can't explain where all this comes from. An idea pops up in my head and I just…. idk. Yeah, Adriennd's name must've been a typo or something. Sorry.

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A month passed and toward the end of October, several things happened. Slytherin won the first match of the year against Hufflepuff. The attacks happened every other week and parents were getting worried.

After a Quidditch practice, Adriennd entered the cold dudgeons which were in fact warmer than outside. After bringing her books downstairs, Adriennd settled in a large armchair. After a few minutes a voice interrupted her, "Excuse me, but are you Adriennd Malfoy?"

Adriennd looked up to see a boy her own age with dark hair and eyes. "Yes," she answered cautiously.

"Someone left a package for you on the table," he said and with a slight bow of his head, he turned to leave her.

Adriennd eyed an object on the table and then turned to the boy. "What's you name?"

He turned his head and answered, "Adrian Melancton."

Adriennd repeated it to herself. She got up and then returned to her spot with the package. She opened the brown paper and inside found a blank notebook bound by black leather. She put it to the side, shrugging and returned to her Potions textbook. But in several minutes, the notebook took more to her interest.

She flipped through it and then began to write: to save yourself from most poisons… then losing her page in the textbook, she left off writing. When she returned to the page she found that the sentence was finished for her.

"What in the world?" she whispered to herself. She then wrote down: What in the world?

The ink remained for a few seconds and then seeped through the page and in its place appeared: Nothing out of the ordinary.

Adriennd started and wrote: What is this? A book that answers you?

No, I in fact was a human. Now I live through this notebook.

Adriennd didn't answer when the words faded. She stared at the page in pure shock. Whatever this notebook was, it was possessed. Words appeared on the page.

Is anything wrong?

No, I guess, I just didn't expect…

I understand. All I tried to talk to, threw me away.

I'm sorry. Well, I shall introduce myself to you. I am Adriennd. I am...

Adriennd spent an hour talking to the notebook, when she found that she was late for dinner.

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By mid November, the attacks occurred very rarely. Adriennd continued to write in the notebook, telling it about her progress in school and how Slytherin kept winning the Quidditch matches. The match at the end of November would be against Gryffindor.

One day Adriennd wrote: I wish for all these attacks to stop. I somehow feel unsafe even though not one Slytherin has been harmed.

Your wish is my command.

That was all the book wrote, no matter how many times Adriennd tried to call it back.

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The next day, Adriennd was in DADA; listening about some kind of spell. She meanwhile was busily writing in the mysterious black notebook. Suddenly, her mother's sharp voice came to her attention.

"Mr. Melancton," she heard Jacqueline say sharply. Adriennd then saw Adrian, who sat in the front look up from his work. "It seems you are taking a large amount of notes today."

Adrian nodded slowly.

Jacqui then asked casually, "May I take a look?"

Adrian didn't reply and just stared at the Professor. Adriennd then saw Jacqui take a red leather bond notebook, similar to hers. Jacqueline flipped through it and then frowned. "This is quite interesting, Mr. Melancton. Maybe you would like to explain to me why this notebook is empty?"

Adrian then said, "I charm it so that no one can see the notes other than me."

Jacqueline smirked and placed the notebook on her table, "Maybe you would like to explain to me the wonders of the charm after class."

Adrian nodded softly and Jacqueline continued with the class. Adriennd stared at Adrian's notebook for a moment then glancing at her mother, she returned to write in her notebook, which strangely, didn't reply.

In a few days she was taken out of class and led to the hospital wing. She wasn't told a sing word and there were no words to describe what she saw next. On a cot there lay her brother.

"When did this happen?" asked Adriennd, her voice cold, not betraying what she felt inside. Even though she didn't show it, she loved her brother and seeing him harmed tore her.

Madame Pomfrey answered, "A few hours ago. He was facing towards a window in Potions class."

Adriennd nodded softly and walked closer. She touched her brother's cold hand and shuddered. She then remembered what her notebook promised.

Your wish is my command.

She whished for the attacks to stop and what happened? She trusted a stupid notebook who promised her to stop them. The end result was that her brother was now petrified like every other student. She rushed to the dungeons and took out the notebook. She returned to the Common Room and threw the book into the fire. It immediately burst into flame. As watched the fire dance, a tear ran down her cheek as the thoughts of her brother came flooding.

"Are you alright?" asked a semi-familiar voice.

Adriennd looked up, hurriedly wiping her tears away. She answered in a cold tone, "Why should you care? You don't even know me."

"Mat I sit?" he asked, not answering the questions that were put to him.

Adriennd nodded.

"Those who are in Slytherin are closer to one another than any other house. Also, your parents were the royalty of Slytherin during their term here," he answered.

"What?" mouthed Adriennd, but said it mentally.

"Didn't they tell you?"

Adriennd shook her head and then snapped, "I'm acting like a Gryffindor. Crying like an… I don't who."

Adrian stared at her for a moment, considering what to say. "I don't blame you," he said softly. "Your brother has been petrified and family is important… no matter what house they belong to."

Adriennd smirked gently and looked at Adrian. "Do you have siblings?"

"I did, by they died several years ago from disease."

"Oh," said Adriennd knowing that an I'm sorry would mean nothing coming from her.

Adriennd stared at him for a moment. She then decided to trust Adrian. She had a certain feeling that she could trust him with anything.

After she told him of the notebook, he nodded softly. "You should never trust an object like that, but know that you can always come to me."

A/N: superspunky7, hope you liked the small additional things I put into the chapter. I am really trying to extend them and put more detail in them. I decided to cut off the ending off this chapter and put it in the next as to give the last few moths of term more detail and so on… I'm not sure when I'll have Ch. 13. I don't have much time to write… and I'm being serious this time. Oh… also, we are going to repaint some parts of the house. So I am planning on repainting my room and I was wondering what you would think of a deep red or maybe a dark gold or maybe even a dark blue? Yay? Nay? I want your opinion.

Everyone else… hope you liked that chapter and I know I'm evil… But this is the first level of evil...

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