The Magic of Three

Chapter 12

The sky was beautiful that night. One that was completely clear of clouds and full of stars that glistened and gleamed like diamonds. Lucy always preferred to fly on nights such as this. Nights where she could make out all the constellations as she flew and try her luck at catching a shooting star if one passed by. Witches like her actually had the ability to catch falling stars and could even put them in their pockets. She didn't know what she would do with a star if she caught it, but that didn't stop her from trying.

"It's a perfect night for flying." Lucy announced when they reached the roof of the house. "I think I'll be the first to take off."

She mounted her broomstick.

"Wait sweetie, aren't you forgetting something?" Anna said.

"Oh right, my cloak."

Lucy snapped her fingers and an Autumn yellow cloak appeared on her back. She pulled the hood over her head and situated her position on the broom.

"What's the cloak for?" Juvia asked.

"They're enchanted to make whoever wears them invisible to mortals." Anna said. "If we people around here started seeing girls flying on broomsticks, they'd make quite a fuss."

Without any further the hesitation, Lucy jumped from the room and Juvia closed her eyes, unable to watch her cousin drop to the ground and hurt herself. But instead of hearing a scream of pain, she heard laughter. Juvia then opened her eyes and she couldn't believe what she saw. High up in the sky, soaring with the night breeze was Lucy riding a broomstick. She was actually flying on one of those things like real witches do.

"My turn." Erza said.

With a flick of her wrist, a scarlet red cloak magically joined her ensemble, she sat herself down on her broom, and jumped. The broom swiftly took her up to Lucy's side.

"Your turn dear." Anna said handing Juvia the third broom. "And you'll need this."

She made the box containing the blue cloak she had given Juvia appear in her hands, then proceeded to put it on her.

"Oh wonderful! It fits!" She cheered before pulling the hood on her.

"Nanny I don't know if I should be doing this." Juvia said. "And I don't think Dad would like it very much."

"Well your father doesn't know yet and we have a short amount of time before he finds out, so you mustn't waste any time."

"But I don't think I want to fly. What if I can't fly? What if I just fall on my butt?"

"It's not unusual for a young witch to feel unsure of her capabilities, especially when she's spent so many years not using her powers or even knowing about them." Anna said. "But Juvia you have been blessed with a gift, I could sense it long before you turned sixteen, and if you trust yourself to use that gift, the results will be more than fruitful. All you need is a little faith and will."

"Faith and will?"

"Magic can be complicated but it can also be simple. To make it work all you have to do is trust in your abilities, want something, and then let yourself have it."

"I still don't get it."

"Would it help if I rode along with you?"

"Yeah."

"Very well."

They both placed themselves upon the broom, Juvia was in the front and Anna was in the back.

"I don't think this will work." Juvia said almost trembling. "I don't exactly have the want to fly."

"Well here's an idea think of what makes you feel the most happy." Anna instructed.