Fabian placed the last item into a small box. If this was how she wanted it, then this is how it would be. If she expected him to move on, then he would have to get rid of every reminder of her, and besides, she probably wanted these things back. It was best to spare them both the awkwardness of her coming to get them herself (even if he would ( Read more... )

A little bird, or rather a certain someone whose name starts with Emmeline and ends with Vance, had told Fabian that today was a school-sponsored trip to Hogsmeade. So of course he was going to take the opportunity to see her (in a context where she didn't have to sneak out of school). Since it was a weekend, he didn't have any training sessions ( Read more... )

Having convinced Emmeline to come with him for the night, just to get away from Hogwarts for a bit, thinking that perhaps some time away would be good for her, Fabian dug some Floo powder out of a pocket (after all, one of the first things their teachers stressed in training was always have an easy way out of a situation ( Read more... )

Fabian walked along the High Street of Hogsmeade in the direction of the Three Broomsticks. He'd just finished hanging the last of the latest batch of missing persons posters, and needed something to lift his mood a little before heading back home ( Read more... )