Ok, on to chapter 7! Feeling on a roll here. I don't know if people can advertise other stories but PLEASE OH PLEASE check out Storis, it is my second story on FFN (this is my first) in Fairy Tales and it has gotten literally 9 views. It is a sad, sad day when those extra two that boosted it up from 7 are an accomplishment :( so make me feel better by viewing it, please! I may discontinue it otherwise. One more thing:

I've noticed that some authors include responses to reviews in their ANs (wow BA92, look at you sounding all preppy and observant. Honestly, a two year old could have figured that out!), so I am going to start doing that by responding to Katie.

Katie: Actually, I didn't write this in third grade, I just joined FFN. I only read the series in third grade. Right now, I'm in seventh.

OctaviaWithStarsForEyes: Thanks for the review! I definitely have a plot in mind, if you hadn't gathered from the last chapter... *winks*. My one hint is pay attention to the randomness I place... everything is for a reason!

crimsonvortex: No, Sabrina can't use magic. The wand just could work for anyone - also, in that chap I ignored Sabrina's magic addiction... sorry.

GeeMikey: Although you didn't ask any questions, thanks for reviewing every chapter! I appreciate it! :)

Now I feel accomplished. ;)

Disclaimer: Still not Michael Buckley. T.T (I should really just put this in the summary so that I don't have to keep writing it out... 'S'all good now, though! (S'all is my me-trying-to-sound-like-I'm-actually-speaking-and/or-sound-cool combination of "it's" and "all". If you hadn't guessed.))

Chapter 7, one scroll down!

NOTE: Hats to anyone who can figure out the connection between the Snow Queen and chapter 3! If you have no idea, just read on. You'll find it out!

Chapter 7

Sabrina was worried. She was desperately looking for something to do - anything.

Why, you might ask?

Sabrina's teacher, the human Ms. Pondez, was handing back the math benchmark - the one that affected her grade so much, it would probably cause her to repeat 10th grade if she got below a C. So, yeah. No reason to be freaking out!

Now, as if the stress of math wasn't killing her, she and Puck still hadn't told Granny Relda or anyone else in the family about the strange gathering they had seen on Christmas. So, every time someone talked about ice or snow or icy snow, she jumped and gave a nervous laugh. Bella thought something was wrong with her brain, because, "That is not how Sabrina Grimm acts unless someone hit her with a sledgehammer or she's desperately in love."

Sabrina assured her it was not the second option. Or the first, for that matter, but definitely not the second.

"Puck!" Sabrina hissed over to her friend, "We really should tell Granny what's going on."

"No." He stared her down.

"Ahem." A voice interrupted the teens' glares, "Grimm, Goodfellow, is there something you'd like to share?"

"No, sir!" Puck said, then Sabrina kicked him, still smiling nervously up at their teacher, "I mean - ma'am."

She sighed, "Here is your test, Robin." She also handed Sabrina hers. After Ms. Pondez walked away, Puck leaned over to Sabrina.

"Hey, what'd you get?"

"Well, I don't know yet!"

"Look, look!"

Sabrina felt her anxiety over this score gnawing at her stomach and decided she couldn't take it anymore. Slowly, with a shaking hand, she flipped over her test to reveal...

A 96%.

"Yes!" Sabrina pumped her fist high in the air, letting out a breath she didn't know she'd been holding.

"I got an 87." Puck looked over her shoulder.

"Ha!" Sabrina boasted in a very un-Sabrina way while Puck raised an eyebrow.

"You really were stressed about this, huh?"

"Yeah." Sabrina cracked a smile just as the bell rang, "Well, got to go, we've got English next!"

She found herself relieved to have him by her side; It was comforting to have an actual human (er, make that fairy) to talk to, versus her locket.

At the end of the day, she and Puck waited outside for Daphne.

"Sabrina!" She squealed when her sister came into view, "You will not guess what happened today!"

"Uhh... what happened today?"

"Saving it for home!" She skipped down to the bus, laughing.

"Hey." Sabrina turned to Puck, a mischievous glint in her eyes, "Wanna fly?"

"I thought you didn't like flying!"

"Well, like you said, I've changed!" She ran off, pulling him behind her. The pair ended up behind the school where no one could see them. Sabrina rummaged through her bursting backpack for one thing she'd packed just for this... "Aha!"

She pulled out the harness that had been made for Puck to carry his passengers more easily. She started to put it on, and Puck tentatively picked up his side. "Won't Marshmallow be worried?"

"Nah. She'll just assume that we walked; It's not like we're far from home here."

Puck tied the rope and took off.

"Wha-whoa!" Sabrina was twisting below him. "My backpack, stinkpot!"

"Oh, right. That."

After getting back Sabrina's backpack, they flew home. A few trees almost hit Sabrina on the way, and she had perfected a way to swing herself around oncoming branches so that she didn't get hit. When Puck finally landed on the Grimms' doorstep, Daphne was waiting for them.

"What took you so long?!" She sounded extremely exasperated, "C'mon!"

Sabrina and Puck shared a look. They went to see what Daphne was raving about.

"So, Ms. White and Charming might get married! Isn't that the best news ever?!"

"Yes, liebling." Granny Relda looked as if she was amused by Daphnes enthusiasm. "Sabrina, why don't you run upstairs and help Uncle Jack clean the attic. He would love a little assistance."

Sabrina just nodded and walked through the house to the old wooden stair-ladder thing that she knew led to the long-abandoned attic.

"Hello?"

"'Brina?"

She walked up, floorboards creaking below her.

"Hey, help me with this?" Uncle Jake passed her a huge book.

"Huh, what is it?" Sabrina blew the dust off of the cover. The Snow Queen, it read.

"I haven't read this! Actually, the only thing I know is that the Snow Queen's realm is freezing!" Sabrina shivered at the memory of a training exercise about a year before the Everafter War.

"The Snow Queen?" Uncle Jake scooted down to Sabrina, "Why, this used to be down on the shelves! I wonder how it got up here! We'll have to put it back."

But Sabrina's mind was already reeling. Hadn't it been ice and snow that the mysterious cloaked figure had disappeared with? She had a hunch, and if it was correct, the Grimm's would have another mystery on their hands.