A couple of meows, and a desperate call for a Phantom broke into the Ravenclaw Common Room. Annie was desperate to find her journal. What if someone read what she had written, what if Drew or Torin read what she commented about them on that diary. Oh, no...it'd be her doom.

Tired, she was of looking around the castle for that book. Annie ran to sit by the fire and took her converses out, they were killing her, worse than heels would ever do to her feet.

"Where are you...my Phantom?" She muttered and let out a looong and stretched sigh.