Sword fighting lessons

Part 2: Magic Lessons

Henry and I are sitting on his bed just talking. His hair is a little longer now and he's wearing a black t-shirt with black pants.

Me: "That sword fighting lesson was really fun! The best!"

Henry chuckles and says: "I'm glad you loved it."

Henry: "You know, magic's been in Storybrooke for a while now. I don't have any magic and I've been wanting to learn forever!"

Me: "You're the author though. I bet that has its perks."

Henry: Being the author is kinda boring though. I never do anything with it. I'd rather learn how to teleport places and stuff like that.

Me: "Dude, so many people in your family have magic, just ask them."

Henry: I've tried so many times, but Emma's too busy with Hook and with her sheriff stuff, Regina's busy being mayor, and Grandpa Rumple's too busy with his shop and Belle."

Me: "Why don't I teach you a few things then."

We head downstairs and just stand across from each other for a minute. Then I teleport us outside to the woods. It's super dark out.

Me: "We'll start with teleporting. Just close your eyes and think of where you want to go."

Henry closes his eyes

Henry: "Okay, ummm."

He teleports himself to right in front of another tree we're standing by

Me: "Very good!"

Me: "Now, here's how you poof something into your hand. Just think of something, hold your hand out, and it'll show up."

When I hold my hand out, there's red smoke, and his scarf appears in my hand.

Me: "Here, I got you this. Thought you might be cold."

I throw it to him and he catches it.

Henry: "Thanks, man!"

He drops his scarf on the ground so he can use it later. Then he holds his hand out, there's black smoke, and his author pen appears in his hand.

Henry: "Whoa!"

Me: "Nice! Now we're gonna try something a bit harder."

Henry: "Yes, please."

We walk over to a couple of huge logs to set up a fire.

Me: "Concentrate and set these logs on fire."

Henry: "What? How do I do that?"

Me: "Just close your eyes and think of something that makes you so angry"

Henry tries to close his eyes, but he keeps opening them since he can't concentrate.

Henry: "Ugh, this is hard!"

I poof a black blindfold into my hand and give it to him

Me: "Here, this might help you concentrate better."

Henry: "Little weird, but I'll try it."

He takes the blindfold out of my hand, ties it on his eyes, smiles, and chuckles

Me: "Let's try again. What makes you angry?"

Henry lets out a big sigh

Henry: "Well, let's see. My mom got Violet to dump me, the Wicked Witch tried to kill me and my family, my dad died before I got the chance to know him, and Peter Pan took my heart! He told me it was to save magic!!"

He yells so loud that the two logs catch on fire. I look over at the fire with a shocked look on my face

He hears the crackling, slips is blindfold off, and throws it on the ground.

Henry: "Cool!"

We both start laughing really hard

The next time we meet up at the apartment, he wants to show me new magic stuff he's been learning. He's in a plaid shirt and black pants since he had school. When he takes off his black shoes and socks, his toes are still painted black.

Henry: "Stand over there"

I walk over to a wall across from the stairs. He stands in front of me, holds his hand out, and chokes me with the choking spell. He puts his hand down and I catch my breath. Then he holds his hand out again, levitates me high into the air, and slowly puts me down.

Me: Wow! Look at you with the magic! You've gotten really good!

Henry chuckles and goes: "Thanks, I took one of Regina's spellbooks from her vault and just been practicing."

Me: "Why don't we play video games or do more sword fighting or write another page for your story book."

He waves his hand and uses the spell that takes my voice away

Henry whispering: "Shhhh. You talk a lot sometimes"

He gives me my voice back and we start laughing again