Disclaimer: I don't own HoA or Harry Potter

Sorry, it's a bit short today, folks.

chocolate1998: Don't worry. I'm sticking with it 'til the end.

On to the story:

Patricia asked Mick if Fabian had a song journal (or diary, if you prefer). Unbeknown to them, Fabian and Nina were walking past as this conversation took place.

*Fabian's POV*

Wait a second. Did I just hear Patricia say-

*Fabian's POV*

-she would ruin Mick's sporting equipment? I wonder why. Poor Mick. Although, we all thought he looked quite fetching in those girly dance clothes. I heard my name enter their conversation and was straining my ears to hear more, but I was distracted by six of the seventh graders trudging down the hall to the main office. All of them were covered in banana cream pie. They were followed a few seconds later by Jerome and Alfie being dragged by their ears by Miss Robinson. Those two. Would they ever learn?

Patricia walked over to us. "Movie night in the common room? I'm sure Trudy can get Victor to lift curfew."

Nina replied, "I'm game."

"Count me in," I said.

"Good. It starts at seven."

Patricia had picked out "Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 1."(AN:I know HP and the DH P1 isn't on dvd yet-April 15th Yay!- but one of the scenes will come into play in a future chap) Nina's eyes were glued to the screen; mine were divided between watching the movie and sneaking glances at her.

*Mick's POV*

Patricia and I managed to wriggle out of the movie a little before eight. We brought Mara along to guard the door. Alright, time to get Fabes' diary I thought. Well, in reality it was a blue marble composition notebook, but we were mates. Isn't part of being a mate to tease them to no end? He was always teasing me about-well, never you mind. What's passed is in the past. There's no need for you to know. Anyway, back to my room. Mara was complaining to Patricia.

"Patricia, someday you really have to give me another job other than guard duty. This is-what- the third or fourth time?"

"Oh, calm down, Mara." Patricia directed her next comment at me. "'Kay, Mick. Where is it? We have half-an-hour, tops, before anyone comes looking for us."

I moved over to Fabian's bed and reached under the mattress. "Classic," Mara said. I had to agree with her on that one. In all the books that she was reading to me, that had to be the most used placed to hide stuff. It was cliched-as she would say. My poor mate. We were about to go through his private thoughts. Unfortunately, it was necessary. Somebody, or -bodies, had to put Nina and the rest of us out of our misery.

Patricia snatched it and sat on the edge of my bed. I sat down next to her. Mara was watching us, but she and Patricia were best mates, so I knew she wasn't jealous. I mean, come on, Patricia and me? That would happen... never!

"Okay, Fabian, time to find proof of your not-so-secret feelings about Nina," Patricia muttered. She opened the book and we started reading.

AN(updated): I've decided to do a known song's verse, then follow it by an entry. (If you know any verses to songs that might work, leave them in your review). To save time (although, this is a story, so we basically have all the time we need-hang on, my head's spinning) the gang will just read the entries mentioning Nina, unless I need to work in a background story. If I don't update every day, it's because I'm contemplating where I want to go with this story. So until next update, Sibuna.