Wizard's Wish - (Kinda) Yandere SGE x reader

Chapter 40: Symptoms Returned

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"How big was the wart?" Anadil kneeled in the nook behind the Honor stairwell, lined with blue rose bushes. "Are you sure you saw it?"
Y/n nodded, sitting on top of her hands to stop them from shaking. "She says she forgives me and Agatha. She says she wants to go home–"
"It's too late," Crouched next to her and Agatha, Hester crushed a rose. "Don't you remember? Once symptoms start, she can't control her Evil. You have to kiss Tedros before she transforms into a witch, or we are all dead."

Y/n shook her head harder, flooded by memories of Sophie's bald, murderous hag– slaying wolves, annihilating towers, and unleashing hell upon students, just for her heart. Back then there were warnings that preceded her transformation: bad dreams, bursts of anger... then the first wart came. This time, Y/n hadn't noticed them, but that had been there again. Sophie's outbursts, the nightmare-scars under the wedding, the sick smile Sophie had given her at the welcoming. She'd denied it all, thinking her friend had changed. But Sophie hadn't forgiven her wish for a prince, and she never could.

Now that prince was her only hope.

"How long?" Agatha looked up at Hester. "How long until "she turns?"
"The Beast was just a warning," Hester said, thinking hard. "She hasn't hurt anything real yet."
"There'll be more symptoms first," Anadil agreed. "But Hester's right. We're safe until she hurts something."
Dot swooped in, chomping on rose-shaped yams. "Does that mean Agatha and Y/n can come to book club tonight?"
"It means Y/n can still kiss Tedros tonight, and Agatha can occupy Sophie" Hester growled, yanking Y/n towards the crowded hall. "But we have to act normal. No one can know she's seeing him–"

"Wait a second–" said Y/n.
"Hester, one kiss and we're back to Good and Evil," grinned Anadil, cozying up to her friend as they wove through girls. "Henchmen Training, Death Traps, and maggoty gruel..."
"Hold on–" Y/n started.
"Never be so happy to see a Doom Room reopen," Hester smirked to Anadil.
"Both of you listen–"
"Book Club's discussing Princeless but Fabulous," Dot said, clackiling behind and trying to convince Agatha of her club. "I'd hate for you to miss it–"

Y/n used magic to shut the witches up. "Is it ever possible to get in a word with you three?"
"That's why a coven isn't four, or five for that matter," said Hester. "Another reason why you need to kiss Tedros.
"Well, that's what I've been trying to tell you, he didn't say how we would meet," Y/n whispered, scanning for eavesdropping butterflies. She used magic and got back her letter from her thinking place. "He only said I should cross the bridge, and that he would be waiting for me. But I doubt he meant waiting as he would be on the other side of the bridge and wait like an idiot."

"Halfway Bridge?" Anadil said. "Are you sure he didn't write it wrong?"
"Maybe he meant 'fridge'," said Dot, returning the waves of two passing Evergirls. "Is there a magic fridge in the kitc– eeeyiii!" She grabbed her blue harem pants, which Hester had just ripped. "What was that for?"
"For trying to be an Ever and a Never at the same time, you underfed twit," Hester hissed, and turned to Y/n. "Dot's right. He couldn't have meant 'bridge'."
Y/n grimaced. "But that's what he–"

"Suppose it's a trap?" Dot asked, turning the torn piece of pants to spinach.
Hester and Anadil both stared at her.
"Listen," Dot said, whipping back her hair. "I have self-esteem now, so if you act like cretins, I'll move in with Reena and–"
"Glimmers of intelligence, hasn't she," muttered Anadil.
"Inspired and fleeting," Hester grumped, and turned back to Y/n. "It could be the Dean's ploy. Can't exactly forge a princeless school if one of her most popular and looked upon students is longing for a prince, can she? For all you know, she forged the letter, and conjured Tedros, to catch you trying to see him."

"She couldn't have," Y/n said. "Orion gave me the letter, and I know Tedros has him, I've seen it. Nor do I think Orion would ever work with someone like the Dean."
"Still, imagine if they found out their Great Girl Hope tried to abandon them for a boy," Anadil purred, eyeing girls streaming by. "You'd be served at supper with a nice béarnaise sauce."
Agatha's blood chilled, taking Y/n's hand. "Should you really go then?"