Black Magic Women

109

With a sigh, Sabrina came out of the bathroom, robe secured around her waist and towel drying her hair. She had needed that bath desperately and had fallen asleep almost instantly the minute her aching body was submerged in the warm bathwater.

It had been a long week that somehow felt more like a month had passed and she still had to process the events of tonight. Tiredness was nagging at her, as she walked over to her closet to retrieve a pair of pajamas and a hearty yawn slipped past her lips.

She carelessly tossed the towel aside, before she reached into her wooden closet, grabbing the nearest, neatly folded set of pajamas. As she did, she felt a shiver run down her spine from the cool breeze of night air slipping through her partly opened window.

She went over to close it, hugging herself to preserve some warm. She was ready to turn her back on the window and change into the fluffy clothes before hitting her bed when she saw a brunette figure sitting on the roof a bit left to her room, arms wrapped tightly around her legs. She looked at Mary with sympathy.

She had once been firmly against her, feeling deeply violated by her pure betrayal of trust and cruelty shown towards her favorite teacher. But even Sabrina couldn't deny that Mary had done a lot for them, for her especially, and had long buried her grudge against the woman.

She may have had her problems with the brunette invading her life at first. She had never seen her aunt bring anyone home and up until that point, Sabrina hadn't even been sure her aunt was interested in anyone, let alone women. She regretted treating Mary the way she had despite the fact that a lot of things the brunette had done were going against her firm beliefs, she had seen how happy she made Zelda in the past few weeks.

The way she stood up for her aunt, when not even she dared to even do as much as raise a hand against the former High Priest, made her heart warm up to her even more. She really had come a long way since leaving Lilith behind. Even when killing him had been a tad problematic and wrong. She was glad he was gone though. She had never seen Zelda being treated this way and it made her heart hurt to think of how poorly he must've treated her in their time together.

While she was firmly against violence, she might have to make an exception for this instance.

She felt relived to see Mary with everybody worrying after her sudden departure. She knew that Zelda wouldn't be able to live with herself if something had happened to her. Yet, something kept her from running downstairs and telling Zelda the whereabouts of her lover, as she saw something troubling the brunette's face. She knew that Mary could probably think of a dozen things she'd rather do than talk about it with her out of all people, but she still had to give it a try, she figured. She owed it to her to at least try.

She looked at the woman for a second longer before she got dressed, conjured up two mugs of hot chocolate and two blankets, and looked at her inviting bed one more time before deciding that it was the right thing to do and heading out her window. The brunette looked at her warily, though did not complain when she asked to join her.

She simply wrapped her in the thicker blanket and handed her the hot mug. She was shocked when Mary's shaking hands nearly weren't able to keep it steady enough to not spill, but she didn't let her concern show. She wrapped parts of her own blanket around Mary, knowing that she wouldn't get the dangerously cool woman inside before she was ready to, so she did her best to warm her up where they were.

She could sense that the immortal did not want to talk about what had happened, least of all with her and so she simply looked up at the moon and pretended that there were no motives involved.

"Go on," Mary said after a while of silence, not even looking at the teenager.

She had warmed up nicely, her body thanking her for the extra warmth coming from the blanket and she gulped down the burning liquid acceptingly. While Sabrina did not speak, she knew that there was something burning on her chest.