Soooo, hi. :)

According to Alex Sawyer (Alfie on HoA - he responded to a tweet of mine on Twitter a couple days ago XD), he's been forced by Brad Kavanagh (FABIAN!) to buy a guitar. I asked him how long he's been playing the guitar. He said 7 years.

Somehow I can't really picture him playing the guitar. I don't know…

ALSO:

I'm now the owner of Logan. Logan is a character from allyouneedislove1797's story All Summer Long, sequel to her other story Long Live.

You should all go check them out. Seriously. She's an awesome author. :D

Anyways, done with my stupid rant, and onto Reviewer Replies and the DISCLAIMER!

Reviewer Replies:

allyouneedislove1797: YAY! I'm very glad you like it. :D
Oh and you'll see how the whole Nina/Albus/Fabian love triangle unfolds, trust me. ;)

MorganGrimm: I'm glad you like Nina and Albus. :) I have no idea what their "couple name" would be though… hmm…
Ninbus? (-when I just typed that, Pages autocorrected it to Nimbus =D)
Nalbus?
Alna?
Okay I'm done. :O

HarryPotterRoxMySoxForever: I've decided to personally make George open up a NEW Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes, just so he could be closer to Hogwarts and his lovable children and nieces/nephews. :)
I'm glad you liked the DA reference too! I feel loved for that. xD

pink-strawberry-lemonade: It's never good when you're disarmed so powerfully that you're thrown against a wall… :s

DISCLAIMER:

Dominique: Hi! I'm finally being put in the limelight! Anyways, Ice-Princess-93 doesn't own us, or the House of Anubis group!

Me: I'm still trying to get those ownership papers… but anyone can take Joy. I'm sick of her.

Joy: HEY! I swear I'll-

*Dominique and I run away*

Chapter Twenty-One: House of Break-Ins

Nina's POV:

I looked up, nervously. Where was my attacker? I asked myself.

I was lifted by an invisible force… What? Whoever it was muttered something along the lines of levicorpus.

"Who are you? Show yourself!" I shouted, clawing and thrashing around in the air, hanging upside-down by my ankle. I saw a wand hovering out of nowhere.

The Invisibility Cloak. But who…?

The cloak was thrown off, only to reveal some guy I didn't know. I cringed. Seeing his Slytherin robes and the sneering expression he wore, I think whatever color I had in my face drained instantly. His hair was all messy; the light blonde color made it looked bleached a bit. His green eyes, however, did match his robes and tie.

"Who… Who are you?" I asked in shock. I gave up moving and just hovered limply in midair. "And how did you get into Gryffindor Tower and the girls' dormitories?"

"I'm Logan," he told me. He was British, just like everyone else in this place.

"Okay, Logan, well how did you get Albus Potter's Invisibility Cloak, enter Gryffindor Tower, and manage to be in the hallway of the girls' dorms?" I asked, partially screaming. "It's charmed so no guys can enter!"

"I found the Cloak… Actually, a friend gave it to me. And then I followed you and your friends through the portrait hole, into your common room. As for the charm on the girls' dorms… I got rid of it."

I thought I was going to be sick.

Just when I was about to respond, I heard two sets of feet pounding up the staircase.

"Nina!" It was Albus and Fabian, calling out my name in unison. Al was the first to whip out his wand.

"Expelliarmus!" he shouted. Logan was disarmed, and I fell through the air, falling into Fabian's arms.

Before we could do anything else, Logan grabbed his wand and threw me back against the wall again, my head exploding in pain. As I slid down the wall and hit the floor in a heap, I heard something snap. I winced in pain as my torso started to hurt, my ribs probably broken. My wand (right) arm was bent in an unnatural way, throbbing. I groaned.

Opening my eyes ever so slightly to see what was going on, I noticed a fourth person joining the struggle.

A brunette.

A Slytherin.

Joy.

She's working with Logan. Everything makes so much more sense now, I thought.

"Stupefy!" Fabian stunned Joy, who was shot backwards, landing with a thud. I smiled weakly.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw my wand on the floor, a few feet away from me. I slowly inched my stretched-out good arm towards it, finally grazing the handle with my fingertips.

Now holding my wand semi-securely in my hand, I looked around to see where I was in terms of trying to blast something at Logan, since Joy was already taken care of.

Then I realized something: I've never used my wand with my left arm. If I cast any spell, no matter what, the aim would most likely be completely off.

Sighing and contemplating what to do about that jerk, I felt the pain in my head return, ending up being worse than before. My eyes drooped, and eventually I fell into a deep sleep.