So, this is the last chapter.

BUT IT WILL BE FOLLOWED BY A THIRD STORY, which I haven't thought of the name to yet. -_-

Anyway, enjoy it please! And thank you to all the reviewers and readers who read this. Seriously. Your comments are the reason why I've kept on writing. :)

DISCLAIMER!

Nina: Right. So, you should know that Ice-Princess-93 owns nothing by now…

Fabian: Although she wishes she owned all this, because it's such a wonderful fandom, isn't it? I mean, Harry Potter, House of Anubis… Wonderful.

Me: If you can get me those ownership papers, that'd be sweet. Thanks. :D

Chapter Forty-Five: House of Pictures

Nina's POV:

Is that a Dementor? I asked myself, gawking at the hooded figure.

Of course, since the world clearly hates me, it started gliding towards Fabian and I.

Everything literally turned to ice. It felt like all the joy and happiness in the world was gone, and everything was just a depressing void of nothing.

I saw two figures off to the side. Turning my head slowly, I noticed there was a third person as well.

My parents and Sarah stood off to the side by the staircase, glowing faint white and pearly grey.

"Expecto Patronum!" I heard Albus shout, whipping out his wand and standing in front of Fabian and I.

The silvery, cloudy glow of a Yorkshire Terroir filled the area, prancing about near the Dementor. I gaped as the little bright dog made the cloaked figure disappear before my eyes.

I stared at Albus, then averted my gaze back to the staircase, still in shock.

"Nina?" I heard Fabian ask me, shaking my shoulder. "Nina, are you alright?"

I couldn't find my voice to answer him, and then everything turned to black as I passed out.

Fabian's POV:

I caught Nina before she could hit the ground.

"Al!" I exclaimed. He rushed over to us as Rose sprang from her seat, wanting to help in any way.

"We'll take her to the hospital wing," Albus told her. "You go tell McGonagall."

"Right," she responded, grabbing her wand and making a hasty retreat in front of us. "Good luck!"

"You know," I started off, carrying Nina and walking alongside Albus through the empty corridors, "she's been spending an awful lot of time in the hospital wing."

"Yeah," he agreed. "Maybe we should leave some of her stuff there."

I gave him a sideways glance. "This isn't funny."

"I know. I'm sorry," he said. "Just trying to lighten the mood."

Once we'd reached the hospital wing, we helped Madam Pomfrey get Nina settled, then refused to leave when she tried to shoo us out.

"I'm not going," I told her firmly.

"Neither am I," Albus said.

"Mr. Rutter, Mr. Potter," she started off, looking at us crossly, "I insist. You have lunch, then classes to attend to. Aren't you the least bit hungry?"

"No," we answered in unison, plopping down in two chairs by Nina's bed.

"At any rate," she continued, "here." She handed us some chocolate frogs. "Eat them. Chocolate helps with Dementor attacks."

"Thank you, Miss," I told her, unwrapping the sweets.

"Yes, well, just don't wake her." She walked away, muttering to herself.

I looked at Albus, who was studying the card that came with each chocolate frog.

"I got my dad again," he pointed out. "Do you want it?"

I shrugged. "Sure. Thanks."

"Who'd you get?" he asked.

To be honest, I hadn't even bothered checking. I stared down at the card in my left hand, and my eyes grew wide.

"I got my dad," I said incredulously.

"Really? What'd he do?"

"He was in the Order of the Phoenix apparently." I thought about how he'd managed to keep all this a secret from me for so long. "And he killed a few Death Eaters, also assisting in the Battle of Hogwarts."

"Do you know what he did in the Battle?"

"No idea. I didn't even know I was a wizard until last month."

"But have you ever exhibited any magical powers before?"

"No… I don't think so…"

"You should probably talk to your dad about it. Figure out why he kept everything a secret."

"I guess you're right, Al. Thanks."

"No problem. Always glad to help."

We continued munching on our frogs, swapping cards and talking about Wizarding history and our families. It was then that I finally realized how I'd be able to get along with Albus after everything that happened, no matter what affect it had on everyone else. I was just glad he was around, because he helped save Nina with me ever since we've arrived at Hogwarts.

Although, I couldn't help but notice how much trouble seems to find her once we've gotten here…

I figured I'd deal with it later, as I quietly watched her sleeping form. Putting two left over chocolate frogs on the bedside cabinet for her to eat once she woke up, I just sat and thought about everything for a while.

It was then that I noticed her locket glowing.

"This is the exact same thing that happened back at Anubis before we came here," I muttered. "What the…"

Picking up the glowing Eye of Horus on its long silver chain, I opened it to stare at the photo that was normally of a younger Sarah or who we'd sometimes thought was Nina herself.

I stopped myself from screaming once I'd realized that I was staring at a new photo in the locket. It was of who I'd assumed were Nina's parents, smiling at me.

"Fabian, what are you-" Albus cut himself off, drawing a shaky breath as he peered over at the locket. "The Martins."

"But how…" I trailed off, trying to find words. "It was Sarah! Or who we thought was Nina for a time. And now it-it's… It's Nina's parents?"

"Creepy, huh?" Al responded, shaking his head in disbelief. "I'm scared for you guys."

"Albus," I started off, closing the locket and placing it gently next to the chocolate frogs, still eyeing its glow, "I think it's time you were initiated into Sibuna."