Ria walked through the library. Since her last prank had gone a little badly and had affected her new friends she was hiding in the least looked in section of the library. The cooking section. She hoped that the hair shaving spell wore off soon. She had only wanted to affect the teachers, but now most of the teachers and several students were bald. Severus had not looked happy. But he couldn't pin it on her. She had not left a trace, she mused as she looked at the books. Seeing a red fiery feather sticking out of one of the books Ria took it down from the shelf. The making of Lemon Drops cover was bright yellow. It was hurting her eyes. Opening the book just to see what was marked Ria found a smaller book hidden inside. Her curiosity peaked Ria opened the book to find that it was a journal by someone named Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore. Ria began to read it after settling down in a nook. Hopefully this person was still alive so she could use this as blackmail or something.

Godric looked pleased when he saw the Gryffindor pick up the book. It had taken a fair bit of magic to make that spell go wrong and he was just plain lucky that she had come in here at all. Preening the Phoenix hoped that she would be able to do something about this stupid curse. He was tired of being a bird and he wanted his sword back. If he was lucky then he would be able to do something about the stupid death cycle at the very least. It was very annoying at the moment. Flaming Godric went down to the Chamber of Secrets. Salazar was lying on the floor at the moment looking very pale. Even though Godric had healed the man Salazar still needed at least some medical care. Or to be in someplace warmer. This cavern was freezing. Flying down Godric once again covered his old friend with his warm wings. Unable to speak Godric couldn't do much at this point in time. Unless he wanted to make things worse. He could make things a lot worse, but he really didn't want to think about that. Feeling Salazar stir Godric felt the cold man wake up.

"Godric?" Salazar asked dazed. "What's going on? Why do I have such a bloody painful headache?"

~Meanwhile with Drae and Adrian in the Hospital Wing~

Drae was pouting. There she admitted it. Vandraedi Malfoy was pouting. She would freely admit it, but not out loud. For some strange reason, Ria's prank had gone awry and now...now Drae and Adrian were both half bald.

She was a Malfoy! Her hair was almost her life. It wasn't a pleasant situation to be in right now and she hated it. She had her curtains shut and was refusing to leave her bed in the Hospital Wing. And she was pouting.

Adrian sighed resting back against his headboard, he was in his own bed which was right beside Drae's bed in the Wing. He felt bad for the female Slytherin, she wasn't having the best day so far. She had been picked on by Hugo's goons, who somehow blamed her for his attack -though he knew it was Ria but the young Weasley deserved it for all the crap he had put the Slytherin and her dragons through- then she was caught in the crossfire of a misdirected prank spell.

He had been trying for the past hour to make the silver haired girl feel better but it wasn't working. And for some reason the thought of one of Ria's pranks not working how it was supposed to, was bothering him. There was another thing, he had thought he saw someone interfere with the spell when it was heading for the teachers table. But he had shaken the thought off when he first saw it.

He sighed again. There was another thing. He was starting to have feelings for the first year Slytherin girl, he wasn't sure what to do about it but for now, he would just see what happened. Maybe he would wait to mention it to her for another year...or maybe two.

He suddenly wondered where Ria was…

Drae had heard Adrian sigh and felt bad. He was only trying to cheer her up and she was shutting him out. She had to admit she was starting to feel something for the older Hufflepuff, but for now she would just wait and see what happened. Maybe she would wait a year...or knowing her father maybe two. 'Yeah maybe even waiting for my dad to be in a super good mood would be even better.' she thought knowing her father always referred to her as 'his little princess' he would probably not be happy about her having feelings about anyone. He would probably ban her from having feelings until she was thirty. It would be worse when he found out Adrian was not only a Hufflepuff, but was also the son of Cedric Diggory, her fathers old seeker rival.

~Meanwhile in the Room of Requirements~

Ria screamed as she cast another dark curse at the various objects throughout the room. That conniving fiend!

"He set them all up," She screamed her eyes turning crimson. "That," She screamed and fell to her knees. She had only read twenty pages of the spidery handwriting. "He was his friend," she said sitting down and calming herself. He wasn't in Slytherin, but if he had been this Albus would have been the worst of them all. She needed to study her history, Ria decided, otherwise she wouldn't know the entire story. Red eyes spiraling and pupils slitted Ria looked like a force of destruction in the midst of the wreckage. Standing up Ria took her wand and put it away. Looking at the innocent journal she sneered, not looking at all like Luna, but like her father. Calming down her eyes returned to their normal green hue. She needed to know what this one did. She could feel it in her bones. This was important. Now if only she knew why.

Walking to the the Hospital Wing Ria forced herself to wear her Gryffindor mask. She couldn't let them see how much she wanted to kill someone. Especially since she had lost it with Hugo. That would only bring her unneeded attention. Feeling the mask lock in place Ria sheepishly entered the Wing.

As soon as Ria walked into the Hospital Wing Drae could tell something was off about her friend. Like what happened when Severus dragged Ria out of the Great Hall.

Drae narrowed her eyes in thought. She was used to dissecting peoples masks. She was a Malfoy after all. She did the same thing with her father - he was getting better with not wearing them around family and friends though.

'Ria. What's wrong? Did something happen?'

Adrian sighed. When they spoke in Dragonspeak or Parseltongue he knew it was something one was uncomfortable letting others know. They usually told him after they talked it out anyway.

'I found out something that makes me very angry,' Ria said softly, not used to speaking the tongue out in plain sight, even if no one else was there.

Drae's gaze softened. 'Ria what did you find out? Should we wait to talk in the ROR, and would you be comfortable letting Adrian know?' She asked lowering her voice so only the lioness could hear her.

Ria sat down on the bed and thought. What she had learned was way out of her league. She wanted to speak to someone, but didn't know what to do with the knowledge. After reading the journal she felt dirty and confused.

'Maybe.' She said quietly. She picked at her sleave not looking at either of them. Unusual behavior for the usually loud Gryffindor. 'I don't want to talk about it right now.'

Drae nodded. "Alright. On a different note, what happened with the prank? Am I the only one who thought it was weird that it didn't hit the intended target?"

"Someone interfered." Ria said looking up and replacing her mask. "Don't know who though."

Adrian nodded. "I thought I saw someone for a moment, but then they just vanished."

"Then I found what I found," Ria said narrowing her eyes. "Do you think it was a set up?"

Drae thought for a moment, her thoughts turning in her mind. "It can't be a coincidence."

"Who would have the power and ability to mess with another ones spell?" Ria asked.

Adrian shook his head. "There isn't really anyone that powerful. At least no one who is still alive."