Marilyn looked around the room at everyone...trying to decided what might work best as an answer. Some of her classmates were saying actually people...and pets...but the blonde Slytherin could do better than that. Her owl would fly away from a fire...and Bella was with Jasper and Tala...

She knew the Slytherins would know how to get out. They were a crafty bunch. There was no reason for any of them to need help...

"My journal, professor..." Her clothing and material things could be replaced...but her journal had memories, letters...very personal content that she could never replace. "Yes, my journal."