Male Wednesday Addams x Paige Swan

Friend or Woe

"Let's assess, shall we?"

Wednesday was tied to a chair with his hands tied behind his back. He also had a bag over his head.

"Bag over my head for optimal disorientation, wrists tied tight enough to cut off circulation, and no idea if I'm going to live or die. Plus, I will not be able to tell Paige how I really feel about her. It's definitely my kind of party."

"Who dares breach our inner sanctum?" A mysterious voice asked. "You can take the mask off, Bianca." Wednesday said, clearly not intimidated. Bianca sighed, pulled her hood off and took off her mask. The rest of the group did the same.

"And just like that. my hopes were dashed against the rocks of bitter disappointment. My foe was no psychotic killer. More like a bunch of high school clowns."

Bianca turned the projector off and Wednesday could see the members of the group clearly. He saw Xiaver and Ajax. The person who he was shocked to see the most was Paige. "Wait, Paige is a member of the Nightshades? My Paige? My Princess?" He thought, obviously very confused. Wednesday stared at Paige for a second, shocked. Then he turned to Bianca and looked at her, "Wait, I preferred you with it on." Paige covered her mouth, trying to hide her laughter. Bianca glared at him. Then he turned to Paige who waved at him weakly. "Why didn't you tell me that you were a part of this group?" Wednesday asked. "Well, it's a secret for a reason," Paige explained.

Wednesday nodded, letting her know that he understood. "How did you get down here," Xiaver asked him. "Rowan showed me. Left pocket," He said. Xavier reached into his pocket and pulled out the drawing. "I tracked the watermark to the Poe statue. Then I solved the riddle," Wednesday said. "Wait, there's a riddle? I thought we just snapped twice?" Kent said. Paige smacked herself in the forehead. "Jeez! Is Kent really this stupid?" She thought. "Well, aren't you the brightest of the bunch?" Wednesday said.

"The Nightshades are an elite social club. Emphasis on elite,' Bianca said. "No, we were an elite club, Bianca. Ever since a normie kid was killed, we are no longer elite. Or have you forgotten about that?" Paige said, glaring at her for what she had said to Wednesday. "We have roof parties, campouts, the occasional midnight skinny-dip," Yoko said. "And Yoko's an amateur mixologist." "She makes a killer virgin mojito. It can get pretty wild," Ajax said. Paige scoffed, obviously they have all forgotten why the Nightshades was founded in the first place... but she hasn't.

She stepped forward. "You all have obviously forgotten why the Nightshades was founded in the first place! I haven't. We used to be so much more. We used to protect outcasts from normies. The founder of the Nightshades was actually an ancestor of Wednesday's. A boy named Grant Addams. The Nightshades was founded in the 1400's when Joseph Crackstone was hunting and burning them. Grant wanted to honor his wife Elizabeth who had been killed by Crackstone. He wanted to preserve her memory by helping any outcast escape from Crackstone." She explained with passion in her voice.

Wednesday looked on and listened to Paige in awe. He didn't think that it was possible to love someone more. In this moment, bis love for her grew more and more. "Paige is right. We have a lot of wealthy alumni, so Weems looks the other way as long as nobody makes any waves," Yoko said. "Someone like Rowan?" He asked. "We booted that loser last semester. Question is, what are we going to do with him? Only members are allowed in this library," Bianca said.

Paige glared at Bianca, "You lay a hand on him and I end you, got it? That goes for all of you. UNDERSTAND?!" Paige yelled, she could feel her magic pulsing through her veins. It took everything in her not to let it out. Xiaver looked from Paige, his best friend to Wednesday. "I say we invite him to pledge," He said. "He is a legacy." Paige smiled, "That's right. More of a legacy than you have, Bianca." She loved rubbing that in her face and she hoped it hurt a lot.

"After the crap he pulled in the Poe Cup, there's no way in hell," Bianca scoffed. "Oh, I'm sorry. Have you forgotten about all of the crap you've pulled at the previous Poe Cup's? What? You can dish it out but you can't take it? Don't like the taste of your own medicine. What a hypocrite!" Paige said. "We talk about not making waves? He a tsunami," She said.

"Like Paige said, just because we beat you at your own game? Let me safe you the trouble. I'm not interested in joining," Wednesday said. "You're seriously turning us down?" Yoko asked, disbelief in her voice. "Can you believe it?" He asked, sarcastically. "Untie him," Bianca demanded. "I freed myself five minutes ago," He said. He stood up and took the paper from Xiaver. When Kent blocked the exit, Wednesday threatened, "Do you want a matching black eye?"

Paige laughed softly at that and smiled. He started walking up the stairs but stopped to deliver one last insult. "It's amateurs like you who give kidnapping a bad name." He took one last look at Paige and silently pleaded with her to understand that none of this was directed toward her
Out of everyone he knew, she was the one person that he would never intentionally hurt. Wednesday was now in his dorm, looking through the pages of the book that he took from the Nightshades library. When he got to the page that showed the other half of Rowan's drawing, he stopped.

"There were so many threads to my investigation, I could weave a burial shroud. I still have no idea how Rowan mysteriously rose from the dead. Or why that monster is prowling the woods.

Wednesday took out the other half of the drawing to complete it. The finished drawing showed that Wednesday was facing off against a pilgrim. They were in the Quad and the area around them was on fire. On one corner of the drawing, he could barely make out wisps of pink magic. It was definitely Paige's magic. What is her involvement in all of this? She has to be helping Wednesday because her magic was aimed at the pilgrim.

"But right now, nothing intrigues me more than this book. If I'm going to be responsible for Nevermore's demise, the question is, why am I sharing this apocalypse with a pilgrim?"

Hello everyone. Here is the latest chapter of my book. This chapter is dedicated to Hermionejgranger14