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Chapter 3: Seasons
Yukie stared blankly at Charles’ face. He was joking. He had to be. He had been playing a dangerous and cruel joke on her and was just waiting for the opportune moment to deliver his punch line. There was just no other way to explain the events of the previous day.
“Charles, this isn’t funny,” she said in a stern voice. If he wasn’t careful, she was going to leap from her chair and claw his eyes out. She was in no mood for his humor right now, not after being tortured by some invisible means by three people she had never seen before and seeing Charles lying in the living room with his life literally draining from him.
“I’m not joking, Yukie,” Charles answered back with equally serious eyes. He had just spent the past hour explaining to her about how he came from a long line of wizarding families. He had explained that the three people from yesterday were his father, mother, and sister who decided to lash out against him for betraying their pureblood line by falling in love with Yukie because she was a muggle. He then explained what a muggle was. “Everything I am telling you is the truth. Why won’t you believe me?”
Yukie had just about had it. She could feel her blood boiling and felt as though her whole body was going to explode. “How dare you ask me why,” she snapped jumping up from her seat. “How could I possible believe your story? You’re mad! I feel in love with a mad man! Magic isn’t real!”
Charles knew he was not supposed to perform magic outside of the work place, especially in the eyes of muggles who were not a part of his family. Yukie would soon be, at least he still hoped she would. He took his wand out of his suit pocket and stood up. Yukie gasped just now noticing that is leg was back as if it had never been missing. Charles ignored her gasp and called the family dog over. Hana, her tongue sticking out, sat in front of Charles with her big brown eyes and barked softly. “Don’t worry, girl. This won’t hurt at all,” he said as he patted her head. He looked over at Yukie. “Fera Verto,” he said as he tapped his wand on Hana’s head. Hana immediately turned into a coffee table and Yukie’s jaw dropped. Charles, his expression a little more soft but still stern, looked at her. “Magic is as real as me standing in front of you,” he said as he gave his wand another wave and the coffee table turned back into Hana.
Yukie felt as though she were going to faint right there on the spot. Her face eyes big and lips unable to close, she walked over to Hand, knelt down, and inspected the dog.
“How…how did you do that?” she asked while her body trembled like a leaf being blown around violently by the wind. Was Charles capable of doing the things that had been done to her yesterday?
“Magic,” Charles said finding his smile again. “It’s real Yukie, all of it…and I want you to be a part of it all.”
He got down on one knee beside Yukie and took her hand. “Yukie, I love you,” he said with his intense green eyes. “Will you marry me?”
Yukie’s eye grew even bigger and a billion emotions wrapped themselves around her body like a skin tight blanket. She felt warm yet cold. Happy yet terrified. So sure of her answer yet afraid to answer. She gazed into Charles’ green eyes and her expression softened.
“Yes,” she blushed as the warmth took over her body and Charles wrapped her in a tight embrace. He picked her up and began swinging her around the room. “On one condition,” she said, her expression returned to a serious one. Charles nodded already knowing what was going to come next. He knew he was going to have to check magic at the door.
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