Dark Times

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Agatha knows that Harry is there in her happiest memories. He is in all of them. The witch believes in impossible things because what mere human beings consider impossible are just difficult problems. But she has the impossible inside her. Seeing this blue eyes again was the one thing she thought would never happen again.

"Harry?"

She runs to the man to make sure he is real. The woman shows signs that her eyes will no longer be dry.

"It's me."

The man still doesn't remember her, but he has to pretend he knows what she's talking about.

"It's you! It's really you!" She ran her hands over his face. He may have glasses and a beard, but he is still him. " How? Like you?..."

"Calm down, calm down, okay? I'm fine. I've been fine all this time... I... I... Rash...he...he...he..." Lucas has to tell exactly the same crazy story that Ben has told. It is hard enough to believe it, but it is even harder to pretend it is real. He quickly glances at Ben for confirmation, but the king is busy with someone else. "I still don't quite understand the story, but the important thing is that I'm okay, right?"

"Yes, you are."

She replied, laughing and urgently hugging him. His safe haven is back. A few meters behind them are Ben and Mal.

"Hi, good to see you." Mal said with a smile as Ben laid her head on his legs. She is badly bruised, and the curse on her heart is hurting more and more. "You really don't listen to me, do you?"

"As if you would too." He ran his hand through her hair while observing the degree of her injuries. "What happened?"

"The second spell hit me, it hurts a lot, Ben."

She put her hand to her chest in an unsuccessful attempt to ease the pain. When she started to cry, he cried too.

"Don't do that, Mal."

A few seconds later, the island was also affected. Belle and Adam are there.

"Ben? Ben?" Mal calls him incessantly, but he stops in time and no longer moves. Ben knows the same thing will happen that happened to Lonnie, so he just loaded his eyes until Mal looked away. "Ben? No, Ben! Not Ben!" He could see his lips say "I love you" before disappearing in front of him. All Mal does is cry and feel helpless, as well as feel that part of her heart has been taken away from her.

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"Agatha, you need to end this now."

He say her as they continued to hug.

"What? No! You don't know what happened after you left, Harry."

She shouted at him, pulling away and defending everything she'd been through.

"And that's why everyone has to suffer? Agatha." He asks her as he caresses her cheek. He may not even know that he was once in love with her, but he still feels attracted to her, even more so when he sees her beauty. "There are innocent people, people who have nothing to do with what happened to us."

She looks into the distance to see her curse reaching Auradon, as soon as it hits her, she will be cursed too, as her love has returned, and she feels that love from before again. How could she throw it all away? How could she throw away all her effort and dedication during this time? What about her revenge?

"All right. I'll do it. Can I have a hug? I missed you." He went over to her and hugged her again. A long hug for her. A hug she has been waiting for twenty-five years. Harry is the first person to hold her in the strongest way, that is her safe haven. It is throughout their time together. However, Harry spent too much time away, a heart can only keep feeling the same way for so long. Yes, she has loved him very much, but she has also known hatred, anger and revenge, and they seemed to be stronger and more lasting. "I'm sorry." She said this with tears in her eyes before making a fireball with one hand and hitting him in the back.

The man groaned in pain and fell to the ground, already knowing how it would end for him.

"Wait, wait a minute. I lied... I lied... I don't... I don't remember... I don't remember anything. All I know is what everyone tells me...until today, I didn't even know my name is Harry." He tried to say this in the midst of the acute pain he felt. He is probably having an internal hemorrhage or something. "I want... I want to remember who I am."

It is too much even for Agatha. He doesn't even know who he is. Maybe it is because he has spent so long without feeling anything, but now he is crying non-stop.

What would it take to make his last wish come true? He isn't going to survive anyway.

"Defaire."

She said, already knowing that it is Rashid's spell.

He might have been dying, but he could feel all his memories coming back and that hurt more than that wound.

"Agatha? Hi redhead."

He said smiling, even though he is in pain.

"Hi."

She squatted back down to his height. It isn't as if it hasn't been him before, but now seeing that beautiful smile. How she regretted it.

"I missed you."

He confessed, feeling the air go out of him as his heartbeat slowed.

"Me too, you stupid king."

He felt her hands run over his face, caressing him.

"I guess we're not getting married, huh?"

He tried to breathe and not moan in pain in front of her.

"Harry... forgive me."

His greatest regret has materialized right in front of him.

"It's all right. I became a painter, you know. I isn't very good, but it's something."

He confessed as if they are living the old days.

"And I slept, twenty-five years to be exact."

"Wow! Why do I have the slight impression that I does the same thing?"

"I love you."

Her last kiss on him, the kiss she'd never has the chance to have.

"Forgive me too, little redhead."

He asked tearfully.

"For what?"

"For this."

Harry held her back, preventing her from moving away. He needed to keep her close for a few more seconds. At that moment, the invisible field would hit Agatha. She has never felt pain as great as this. It seemed to consume her soul and she really wondered why she has done the spell... Agatha had the slight impression that she couldn't bear it.