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DISCLAIMER!

Fabian: You're trying to kill me.

Me: No… I just like putting you through pain sometimes. It's funny when you're mad. XD

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Me: YES!

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Chapter Fourteen: House of Recovery

Nina's POV:

"Nina?" I vaguely heard someone calling my name. I was in a heavy sleep, so it took a while for me to realize I wasn't dreaming.

"Nina?" the voice said again. I decided to open my eyes.

Reluctantly and with a bit of effort, my eyes did end up opening, though they felt heavier than they did last night. I looked around to see Fabian standing over me, smiling. I smiled back.

"Good morning," I greeted him.

"Hey Love," he responded. "You ready to head to the Great Hall for breakfast?"

I nodded, slowly rising from my bed in the hospital wing. I glanced over at the bedside cabinet to see a pair of folded light-wash skinny jeans, a lilac-colored T-shirt, and a black cardigan to go over it, as well as my blue converse on the floor next to the bed. Again, Fabian left the area, closing the drapes around my bed so I could have privacy getting dressed.

"Okay, let's go," I said, pushing back the curtains. I grabbed my pajamas and school robes, and we headed to Gryffindor Tower before the Great Hall so I could drop my stuff off in my room. On our way, we passed groups of ogling students, some of them whispering about the torture Joy had put me through yesterday.

I put my stuff in my dormitory and Fabian and I headed back down to the Great Hall, hand-in-hand. The only people who seemed to be sneering at us whenever we passed them was anyone in the Slytherin house. I sighed deeply, avoiding the comments they passed back and forth to each other about me 'deserving it' and Joy 'knowing what she was doing, but doing it at the wrong time'. I wanted to petrify them all.

I think Fabian was taking it harder than I was. He also wasn't making eye contact with me a lot of the times when we spoke to each other. It was weird.

"Hey," our housemates greeted us as we sat down at the Gryffindor table. "Mail's coming soon."

I looked up at the ceiling, noticing the flocks of owls flying overhead, dropping packages and copies of The Daily Prophet onto the House tables.

"What's that?" Amber asked, pointing upwards. I noticed a snowy owl circling overhead, then it dropped down and landed on Fabian's shoulder. We all stared at it.

"Uh…" Fabian was lost for words, staring first at the owl and then at us, then back at the owl. Then he looked at the food in front of us. "Why is there an owl on my shoulder during mealtime?"

"I think it's ours," Alfie pointed out, leaning over to peer at the bird. "Look! It's got a note attached to it."

He untied the note from the owl's leg and read it aloud.

"To Nina, Fabian, Alfie, Mick, and Amber," he started. "Meet yer new owl. Yeh can name 'er whatever yeh whatever yeh want; I just thought yeh deserved somethin' special since yer kind of still new. Yer friends in Ravenclaw got one too. I was gonna get one for that Joy girl in Slytherin, but with her acting out like that and cursing yeh, Nina, I decided against it at the last minute and donated the owl ter the school.

"I'd like ter see yer group fer afternoon tea tomorrow at three o' clock. Send me a note back with yer answer. From, Hagrid."

"Okay…" Amber trailed off, grabbing some French toast, porridge, and a glass of pumpkin juice. "So are we going to go see him?"

"I think we should name the owl… Sibuna," I said, completely ignoring her. "What do you guys think?"

They nodded in agreement, and Mick wrote a reply letter on a piece of scrap parchment, saying we'd see him tomorrow. He passed it to Fabian who tied it to Sibuna's leg, and she left to fly off across the school grounds.

"Do you like your surprise?" Dominique asked, beaming insanely. We stared at her, confused.

"What?" Amber asked.

No wonder why they're such good friends now. They're both blonde, I thought.

"The owl! Hagrid told Lily and I about her and the one given to Patricia, Mara and Jerome. Oh, I'm going to see what they named theirs!" She got up from the table and went to find the trio at theirs. I rolled my eyes, picking at my eggs and sausages.

"Not hungry, Nines?" Mick asked. I just yawned.

"I'm still kind of tired…" I trailed off, stretching. Fabian pecked my cheek.

"You need to eat something, Love," he told me. "You're tired from yesterday's events. You need to rebuild your strength. It was traumatic."

"I know!" I exclaimed. He looked taken aback, and I blushed, embarrassed. "Sorry Fabes. I just… I don't want to talk about it."

"Of course. I should've known. I'm sorry I mentioned it."

"It's okay." We kissed.

"So Nina," Albus started off, breaking the moment between Fabian and I. "There's a Hogsmeade weekend coming up soon. Are you all going?"

"I don't know," I answered, turning to face him. "I mean, we didn't get the permission slips, and we obviously didn't get them signed… Maybe Professor McGonagall will let us go anyways, since we didn't get them?"

"If not," James cut in, "you could always use the Marauder's Map."

"The Map, James?" Rose asked, wide-eyed. "Really? So, why are you Head Boy, again?"

"Shut up, Rosie."

"James!" Lily exclaimed. "Why do they get to use the Map? I'm your sister!"

"Lilykins, I don't have the Map. Al does."

"Albus! Give it to me!"

"No! Why do you need it?" he asked, taking a sip of pumpkin juice.

"This is ridiculous," Fabian commented, leaning his elbows on the table and resting his head in his hands. "Why not just play Exploding Snap or something in order to decide who gets to use the Map?"

"No, because Albus is going to give it to you guys so you can use it to sneak into Hogsmeade!" James exclaimed, throwing his napkin down. "I'm going to the library. I have an Ancient Runes assignment to finish and Arithmancy homework to start. Bye."

"See you," we all said as he walked out of the Great Hall.

"They named their owl Anubis!" Dominique exclaimed, coming back and taking her seat. "Isn't that the name of your old school?"

"It's also the name of an Egyptian God," I explained. "Hence, well, everything we've been doing for the past term."

"Oh, right," she said, nodding. "So this Anubis guy has something to do with you being The Chosen One and with the Cup of Ankh?"

"Pretty much," Fabian told her.

I could tell it was going to be a long day.