𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐄 ✔︎ ━ 𝖱𝖨𝖣𝖣𝖫𝖤

𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘-𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍: 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍

"A what?" I asked. Between my parents, the twins, and the fact that I'm apparently not completely human, this conversation seems to be taking a turn for the worst.

"A Phoenix. Every Phoenix has a human form, which usually they stay in. Since you've reached your breaking point it'll be easier for you to transform." Dumbledore finished, taking off the glasses from his nose.

I watched as he sat them on the table, my head clouded in thought. "I, I think I should go and think." I said suddenly. I used the desk to push my chair back and I got up from the seating arrangement.

I pushed the chair in and walked quickly out of the room.

I sat in the corner of the library, watching observantly as students weaves through the bookshelves. I sat in a chair, following the figures of different people walk, talk, and laugh.

I was still comprehending everything. It would probably be a while before I could wrap my head around everything. I was so lost in my mind I didn't even realize it when Nicholas sat in the chair next to me.

"Hey." Is what he chose to say. I looked at him as he got comfortable in the chair. His face wasn't readable, as usual, but his eyes were full of sadness, perhaps.

"Nicholas, hey." I smiled lightly. He examined me slowly, carefully, taking in my every moment, my every feature.

"How are you doing?" He asked, routing his words carefully. How could I answer that? Am I supposed to answer his question honestly?

"I..." I started, furrowing my brows together. I dropped my gaze from his, staring at the floor. "I'm surviving. For now." I replied steadily. He touched my hand, which was resting on the arm rest. His fingers binded through mine.

I kept looking at the floor, though I allowed my fingers to lace with his. At least I had Nicholas. At this rate I don't even think Cho or Kiara will want anything to do with me. Not after all of this.

I let out a long sigh and turned toward Nicholas, who was staring right at my eyes when my head looked toward his. "A Phoenix. Out of all things..." I let out a laugh. Even I couldn't begin to believe it, and on top of that, my parents have lied to me my entire life.

"It's terrifying to think how furious you must've been at Zachary." He said softly. I could not even begin to put my emotions into words. That's the angriest I've probably ever been in my life.

"I was at an anger level above fury." I added. He chuckled with amusement- oddly enough. I tilted my head slightly. "You should smile more." I said soundly.

"I'll smile more when you can fly," Nicholas cocked his head sarcastically. "Oh wait." He added with a deviant smirk. Obviously, I can fly... Well, I will be able to... Eventually.

"You'll never stop talking about this, will you?" I asked. He shook his head to the side. Of course he would never live this down. In a way, it is sort of funny.

"Nope. Never. You're a bird." He laughed. I pinched his hand and removed my fingers from his grasp. He's so incredibly annoying at times.

He grabbed my hand again, despite the fact that I had pulled my hand away. He brought my hand to his lips, and placed a soft kiss on the back of my palm. Though he may be annoying, he sure also knows how to win me over again.

"Are you going to keep dragging this on, or are you going to ask me out already?" I said out of the blue. I was thinking it, without any intention of saying it, so when I did, panic filled me from head to toe.

Of course, Nicholas is one of the most noncommittal people I've known. Being anything more than a friend with him could mean ruining our friendship- which I don't want.