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HarryPotterRoxMySoxForever: Aww, I'm glad you're okay with it. :) And yes, Amber will be quite mad about everything, don't you worry.

rducky: Yeah, I know what you mean. I really need to think more when I write. Anyways, this chapter will have things cleared up a bit with the front about her giving him reasons. Don't you worry. :)

pink-strawberry-lemonade: You know what? I'm still glad you're reading it. Thank you. :) And at the end of these, I'll do an epilogue kind of like at the end of Deathly Hallows, and I'll have who they end up with and their children and the whole King's Cross deal and it'll all be sweet. (:

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Chapter Eleven: House of Honesty

Nina's POV:

So I woke up the next morning, ready to face the music and tell Amber. Everyone was already asleep when I'd returned to my room last night, and I didn't see any need in waking them up to spill the news.

"Ams," I started off. She was sitting at her vanity as usual, doing her make-up. "I have something to tell you."

"Hmm?" she asked. She was putting lipgloss on. "What's up, Nines?"

"I broke up with Fabian."

She dropped her lipgloss, the tube making a thud as it hit the wooden table. Turning slowly around to face me, it took her a few minutes to find words and speak.

"I MADE YOU A SCRAPBOOK AND EVERYTHING!" she shouted. I noticed a smudge of lipgloss going down her chin from the left side of her mouth. "Nina, why? Why did you break up with Fabian?"

"Because I didn't want to hurt him!" I answered.

I'm such an idiot! I thought, mentally kicking myself in the process. I didn't tell him why! Ugh. Stupid, stupid, stupid Nina!

"That doesn't make any sense!" she slapped the wood of the table, then picked up a tissue and dabbed at her face to remove the excess gloss. "Why'd you break up with him if you didn't want to hurt him?"

"I thought I'd end up doing it sooner or later anyways," I said softly. She put the tissue down and looked at me with even more surprise. "I mean," I spoke louder. "Look. I'm the Chosen One. Right?"

She nodded.

"And a lot of bad things have been happening to me lately, right?"

Again, she nodded. I even think a look of realization dawned on her.

"I just don't want him getting hurt because I'm the freaking Chosen One and he could be somehow linked to me. I mean, if my parents were killed, probably partially because of me, and our parents were friends and in the Order of the Phoenix before we were born and while we were young, then something has to be up here."

"And yet you'd be okay with dating Albus." It wasn't a question.

"I have to go talk to Fabian."

Grabbing my wand, I rushed out the door to our room, not even bothering to look back. Amber kept shouting after me, and I think she was even angrier than she was beforehand. Not to mention the fact that I'd almost knocked Rose, Tarra and Dominique over in the process. They were heading the opposite way.

"What's the hurry?" they exclaimed in unison, trying to stop me.

"Sorry!" I replied. "Gotta talk to Fabian!"

"This early?" Dominique asked. I hardly heard her. I was already on the other side, speeding down through the boys' dormitories.

"Fabian!" I exclaimed, bursting through the door to their room.

Just as I'd expected, everyone was asleep.

"Fabian!" I called his name again.

He shot up in bed and stared at me, eyes wild and bloodshot. His hair stuck out at odd angles. Albus and Mick rolled out of their beds, taking their pillows with them. Alfie lifted his head and said something under his breath; Sean kept sleeping soundly.

"Huh?" Fabian asked, instinctively grabbing his wand. "Nina! Are you okay?"

"I need to talk to you," I told him after catching my breath from the run. "Alone."

"This early?" he sounded a bit upset and confused. "It's almost seven o' clock in the morning!"

"I know what time it is!"

"Okay." He looked around at his roommates. "Guys. Out. Now."

Begrudgingly, Albus, Mick and Alfie left after a few minutes of muttering insults and rubbing sleep out of their eyes. A moment later, Albus and Mick came back, grabbing Sean and literally pulling him out of bed, dragging him from the room.

"So…" Fabian started off, standing awkwardly in front of me. "You alright?"

"I need to tell you something," I started off. "Listen: I wasn't clear yesterday… I realized this morning that I was an idiot and didn't explain things better. So, I'll tell you what you deserved to hear last night. I had to take a break because I didn't want to hurt you."

"What?" he looked absolutely baffled. I shrugged off his confused expression and kept talking.

"It's only because I'm the Chosen One, and a lot of bad things keep happening to me lately… I just don't want you to get hurt, Fabian! I still love you, but us together… It could spell disaster. For both of us. But mainly, I'm just concerned about your safety."

"I can see where you're coming from," he started off, "but shouldn't it be the other way around? Shouldn't I be the one protecting you?"

Oh yeah, he's right, I thought. "Yes, but I can still care for your well-being, can't I?"

"I never said you couldn't. But, Nina…" he took a step closer. "I-"

Albus ended up crashing through the door at that exact moment. I just hated how my day was going so far.

"Albus," I said, turning around. "Leave."

"Sorry!" he apologized, getting up. He'd fallen on to the floor when the door opened. "I just forgot my toothbrush."

Sighing and rolling my eyes, I turned back to face Fabian. Once Al had gone again and the door was closed, I put a muffliato spell on us just to make sure we couldn't be heard.

"Whatever you decide is fine with me," he said. "I'm happy for you."

"No you're not," I muttered. I knew Fabian better than he knew himself sometimes.

"Okay. I'm kind of happy for you."

"Understandable."

"So…" he shifted awkwardly. "You ended it because you think our destinies are intertwined and your being the Chosen One could harm me somehow."

"Yeah," I said dully. I had no other response to that. I felt stupid.

"I guess it makes sense…"

"Amber told me it didn't. Then she screamed at me."

"She shouldn't be mad at you."

"Well, she is. She went on about how she made a scrapbook and everything. Then I almost knocked over Dominique, Rose and Tarra on my way over to see you."

"Why were you in such a rush earlier?"

"I needed to explain things and set everything right from last night." I looked him in the eye. "But again, like I said: It's not goodbye. Maybe, after we take some time off, we'll be together again."

"I'd like that. I'd like that a lot."

He stepped forward and kissed my cheek. We both sighed, and I slowly turned on my heel, heading out of his room.

Once outside, I closed the door and leaned back against the frame, gingerly touching the place where he'd kissed me. I sighed again, this time more deeply, and went back to my room to change into normal clothes.