Magical Luck (ORIGINAL VERSION)

Chapter Five

OKAY PLEASE READ BUT MAGICAL LUCK IS GONNA GET REALLLLLLLLLYYYYY REALLLLLLLYYYY DIRTY!!!!!!!!!!!! 

Also Tom isn't going to be possessive of Rosalie, he knows what type of being she is, and certain things that pertain to her powers, so if you don't like Tom sharing then this ain't the story for you. I like Jeremy, so he may get to have fun with Rosalie, maybe. Depends on Tom ;) and me and how I feel in that moment. Because I never plan stories I write how I feel in that moment. And I rather like this idea I have ;).  

Originally I didn't think about having Jeremy in the story but then I was like hehehehehehehehe the ideas. 

But Tom will have her more then Jeremy :D.

So enjoy :D 

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When the two landed in her home, Jeremy gasped in shock as he fell onto his ass. He blinked in surprise as Rosalie simply walked into the sitting room. A tray of tea appearing on the coffee table. "Don't just sit there, I don't bite, much." Rosalie chuckled.

Jeremy stood slowly and made his way over to Rosalie, the girl pouring him a cup of tea. "I don't drink tea." Jeremy said to her as he sat down.

"Well, then it's a good thing it's actually coffee then," Rosalie scoffed as she handed him the drink. And in her hand a cup of tea for her. Sipping from her cup, Rosalie sighed happily. Her eyes flashed to the fireplace, seeing nothing. Flicking her wrist her wand landed in her hand.

Lifting her wand high she shot a little flame, the fire engulfing the logs inside. Jeremy blinked but wasn't shocked. "You're a witch, but a different one?" Jeremy questioned. 

"Yes, that is correct, I'm a lot more powerful then the nature witches, I actually get my magic from my core," Rosalie begun to explain. "Every witch or wizard had a different sized core, depending on how powerful you are. Mine's quite big a little bigger than the most powerful of witches or wizards," Rosalie continued. "But I am also a vampire and werewolf as you know since my father is Niklaus."

"Yeah, but don't worry I decided long ago that, what happened to your father wasn't fair to him, and he deserved to have that piece of him back, I do wish my sister didn't have to 'die' but I'm kind of glad he got back that piece of him." Jeremy said to the girl.

Rosalie hummed. "Now, onto the reason why you are here." Rosalie said as she placed her cup down. Turning to Jeremy Rosalie stared him down, before her hand landed on his forehead, and a crushing pain ran through Jeremy.

The boy screamed, as he withered on the couch eyes closed tightly, Rosalie's eyes blank of emotion as he continued to scream. His cup smashing on the floor as his hands slammed onto his temples trying in vain to stop the continuous banging ringing through him.

Rosalie's hand moved away from his head, she watched as dark ink like markings appeared on his body stretching across his skin. His eyes snapped open, black pools swirling through his eyes, Rosalie tilted her head as Jeremy's eyes locked onto her.