TRINITY: Fear These Tales (Book4)

Hogwarts! : 1

Dear diary I sincerely hate being one of those girls who writes in a diary, especially now that I'm no longer in high school. ... it's weird.

That said, it's the summer before college, not just for Pols and I, Henry too, he took a gap year and honestly I expected it, the year between us always felt nonexistent. Pharaoh, didn't and is already slaying my life by getting into one of the most prestigious and well respected colleges ever, I'm happy for him, I think it's cool that he's studying psychology.

I'm waiting on my letters with a heavy heart, I wanna get into Derbyshire and I want Polly to get in as well, because dah.

Now to the real reason why I picked you up, I dreamt of him last night and I've never felt so ashamed for doing something that should be so innocent. I should hate him and I do, I've given up on him and I'm free emotionally, but the young woman in me regrets not experiencing certain things with him, if only to say that he was my first.

I feel like he should be my first, it's hard to accept that he won't be, that we won't be.

I've also had dreams about Matt, in these dreams he always helps me get my powers back, only for me to do something stupid and lose them. Maybe I was meant to be what Polly thought she was, a witch without powers.

A regular broomstick.

I can still be a supergirl and fly without a magic broom.... right?

Mel's P.O.V

Home by my lonesome, the witches by night are out with their capes on and their broom sticks in broad daylight. ...

I was lost in thought heading down the stairs when a demon shimmered in.

"Boo."

"What do you want?"

"To get the little witch who lost her powers, alone and vulnerable."

Apparently everyone and their mother knows I lost my magic.

This explains the uproar, they wanted everyone distracted to get me.

"I'm guessing you think you're about to capture me and use me to get the book or whatever else you morons are usually after."

"Don't think that because my mission is to capture you, I won't mess you up little girl."

"I'm so scared."

"You should be."

"Bite me.'

"Gladly."

"By the power of the ancient pixie whose blood flows within, disarm this demon, form a barrier and trap him within."

Big scary dirty beard was trapped in a deprivation chamber before he knew what hit him.

"Mel, why didn't you call for help? What if I wasn't here?" Pharaoh asked.

"I walk with an athamé dipped in vanquishing potion."

"Okay... that's cool just walk away, I'll deal with this." Raoh said as I closed the front door on my way out.

Outside was sunny and didn't seem even a little bit disturbed which was uncommon for our little blue neighbourhood.

"Melinda Halliwel!"

"Whoa, dude are you crazy? You can't just appear like that. Ever heard of a little thing called exposure?"

He did not respond. Just looked at me blankly.

This guy was huge, had a long black beard and was in a royal blue robe.

"I am not of this world." He replied.