Dear Haylie Granger,

I am not a foe of your pretty little self, but I could be. To keep me as a friendly soul, you must do what I tell you. Don't tell another living soul about this letter. Meet me at the Ravenclaw Graveyard at 3:00am on Wednesday night. If you do not I will harm, perhaps kill, someone you care about. Don't be late.

Sincerely,

Your future friend

Corinne read the letter silently to herself, not taking her eyes from it for one second. Haylie had just a moment ago handed the folded piece of paper to her and Corinne now understood what had taken place within the walls of their new home.

"Haylie…why didn't you tell anyone about this?" Corinne asked, after she had read and reread the letter thoroughly. Haylie allowed only one tear to trickle from her eyelash, before wiping the rest away with the palm of her hand.

"The letter told me not to," she replied, her voice now very shaky. Corinne shook her head and noticed that the rain had once again begun to fall and she sighed loudly.

"Let's just go to bed and we'll talk about it in the morning," Corinne suggested, turning to travel up the steps to their room.

"I think it is morning, a voice said, coming from a little way up the stairwell. Now three girls were standing in the Gryffindor Common Room.

"Eileen, we need to go to bed," Corinne said, pushing past her friend, "It's been a long couple of days."

"What are you two doing up anyway?" Eileen said between yawns. Haylie felt tired as well. She rubbed her itchy, dry eyes that seemed to be more tired than the majority of her body.

"Can we just tell you tomorrow Eileen?" Haylie whispered, her face clearly pleading for her friend to just allow her to sleep. At that note, Eileen nodded. Haylie gave her a small smile and walked past her two friends and up to her comfortable, warm bed.

"When Hogwarts was first built, it was led by four witches and wizards. Their names were Godric Gryffindor, Rowena Raveclaw, Helga Hufflepuff, and Salazar Slytherin. All of them were exceptional at their craft and in their strengths. That is why there are four houses. Each house holds people who show similar abilities to those of the original creators. Of course, after many years, those people died from old age or murder or whatever way they might have passed on. So, now there are four graveyards surrounding the school. Each graveyard holds the remains of the witch or wizard named after it. There is the Gryffindor Graveyard, the Hufflepuff Graveyard, the Ravenclaw Graveyard, and the Slytherin Graveyard, each on a different corner of the castle," Hermione explained to her little sister at breakfast the next day. Haylie nodded her head and listened intently, trying to understand why these strange things were arriving at her doorstep and why she was chosen. Nothing had been explained to Hermione. Only Corinne, and now Eileen, knew the dark secret of Haylie's horrible note.

"Wow, I never knew that," Haylie said, trying to act surprised and interested. Hermione gave her a smile.

"I'm so happy that you are doing okay now. I was really getting worried that you were going to fall into a depression," Hermione told Haylie, giving her a small hug. Haylie smiled back.

"I just need to know one thing Herm," Haylie continued to try to get information from her brainy sister, "Where exactly are each of the graveyards? I have to do some sort of project on them." Hermione sat quietly thinking for a moment and then sprung back to life.

"The Hufflepuff graveyard is to the right of the Gryffindor Tower, and the Slytherin is to the right of Hagrid's Hut. Then The Gryffindor is directly behind the Gryffindor Tower and the Ravenclaw one is behind the Great Hall," Hermione exclaimed, pointing the directions for her sister. Haylie nodded as she listened, trying to memorize the exact locations of the graveyards. She figured that she wanted to be prepared if another note appeared.

"So Haylie," Harry cut in, "Are you going to see Elvin today?" Haylie froze and glanced over at Corinne who nodded her head slightly.

"Yeah, I think I need too," Haylie whispered, hesitation vibrating through her shaky voice. Hermione's smile stretched even further across her face. Trying desperately not to cry, Haylie smiled too.

"Alright everyone! Have a wonderful Saturday and we will see you at lunch," Professor Dumbledore yelled, stretching his graceful arms outward. Haylie jumped out of her seat and tried to get lost in the crowds of students making their way to the big wooden doors. Finally, she pushed herself out of the Great Hall and stood still, waiting for Corinne and Eileen to come.

"Hello Haylie Granger," Brent's voice echoed from across the hallway. The anger that his voice forced upon her boiled inside Haylie's whole being. Deciding to ignore Brent, Haylie turn slightly away from Brent and stood on her tiptoes, desperately trying to see Corinne. She was no where in sight.

"Whom are you waiting for?" Brent snarled, clearly angry at her for ignoring him.

"None of your beeswax Brent," Haylie snapped, "Just shoo like a fly." To Haylie's surprise Brent shot one last cold stare at her and turned to walk away. She watched his back intently as he paced down the hallway, meeting up with Damon half way.

"Ready?" Corinne's voice said loudly. Haylie jumped.

"Don't do that!" Haylie ordered, pushing her hair behind her ears. Corinne's head tilted and Haylie could tell she was looking down the hallway.

"What were you looking at?" she questioned, her eyes narrowing. Haylie, suddenly seeing Eileen walking toward them, grabbed both of their wrists and pulled them toward the stairway that led to the Hospital Wing. The trio walked slowly up the steps and kept quiet as they approached the Hospital Wing doors. None of them, especially Haylie, were looking forward to visiting Elvin at his sickbed. Unfortunately, Haylie knew she needed to solve her mystery and find out who sent her the note and who attacked innocent Elvin. They halted at the doors and Haylie turned around to announce their entrance.

"Here we go," Haylie mumbled, glancing briefly at the door, "Now both of you know what we must find out, right?" When both Eileen and Corinne nodded their heads and Haylie felt reassured, she whipped around and swung the heavy doors open. At once Haylie could smell the scent of strong ammonia and the sharp fragrance of plaster. Only three people were in the room when they entered. Madam Pomfrey, searching her closet for something unknown to the girls, a girl probably in fifth year lying asleep, and Elvin lying in his bed chewing on a piece of dark chocolate. After a moment of silence Madam Pomfrey raised and let out a high-pitched squeal once she saw Haylie, Corinne, and Eileen.

"Please announce yourselves next time you enter, so I don't suffer from a heart attack!" Madam Pomfrey yelled, her hand pressed upon her heart.

"Sorry…um… can we talk to Elvin," Haylie asked, trying to keep her eyes from wandering to Elvin who was now staring at her, grinning.

"Of course my dears," Madam Pomfrey said, smiling at Elvin, "I will be back in about ten minutes. I've run out of chocolate, so please stay here until I return." The old woman hurried out of the large room, leaving Haylie and her friends alone with Elvin.

"Haylie! I'm so glad you came to see me," Elvin chirped, pushing himself up, "I was beginning to think that no one was going to…" Elvin's smile faltered for a second but soon recovered.

"Of course we had to see you!" Haylie told him, urging her friends to walk forward. All three girls sat in chairs beside Elvin's bed and gave him huge smiles.

"How are you doing?" Haylie asked, worriedly, "Better, I hope."

"I'm doing a lot better! I get to go back to classes on Monday," Elvin said happily, popping the last piece of dark chocolate into his wide open mouth. He chomped n it for a few seconds and swallowed it, sighing happily.

"I love that chocolate stuff! It works wonders! It made me all better," Elvin told them, crunching the chocolate wrapper and throwing it at the small green trash bin by the other patient's bed. Unfortunately, it jerked to the left and hit the sleeping girl right on the dot of her nose, causing her to wake up.

"Hey! What was that for?" the girl yelled angrily, picking up the wrapper and tossing it into the bin, "Darn kids!" In a flash the girl had shot one more venomous glare at the four first years and swooped back under her large feathery comforter, grunting unrecognizably. Eileen let out a small giggle and Haylie tiptoed over to the trash bin and stuck her hands inside it meticulously. When her hand emerged from inside the bin, it held the wrapper, which could be heard crinkling under the pressure of her grip. Obviously, Haylie had forgotten her predicament for a minute so she could have some fun, and be a kid again with no problems or worries. When Haylie returned to her original stature beside Elvin's bed, she thrust the wrapper ball into the air, aiming for the grumpy girl's face. They found out that Haylie had wonderful aim.

"Oh!" the girl roared, kicking her blankets off of herself and rushing into the bathroom. Haylie, Corinne, Eileen, and Elvin started to roll with laughter. After they settled down, Haylie knew she had to receive some answers from Elvin.

"So…do you know what happened that night?" Haylie asked, glancing at Eileen and Corinne. They both kept straight faces and stared at Elvin, who seemed to be wandering through his memories.

"Not exactly, all I know was that I was writing my Aunt and my little cousin Ellie and letter, when the Common Room door opened. Before I knew it someone rushed over and shot some kind of spell at me! I tried to duck, but I guess I wasn't successful. The next thing I knew I was lying in here, getting pounds of chocolate shoved into my mouth," Elvin retold his story enthusiastically, making gestures with his hands for effect.

"Did you see who it was at all?" Corinne asked. Elvin squinted his eyes tightly for a moment and shook his head.

"Nope," Elvin answered, watching as the girl entered back into the hospital wing and jumped into bed.

"Well…alright," Haylie said, pushing herself up off the hard chair, "I will come to visit you tomorrow, okay?" When Elvin nodded, Haylie, Corinne and Eileen waved and turned to leave. Before they could step even one foot out of the room, Elvin's voice was heard.

"I do remember him saying something about the Ravenclaw Graveyard to someone."