Moon Phases (Agatha Harkness X Fem!Reader)

Chapter XXXI.

Teen had just used his powers, for the first time truly manifesting their beautiful blue glow and slightly electric nature were getting out of control.

His anger and grief were the main emotions controlling him, and he acted impulsively on his thoughts, sending all three witches into the mud and off the road.

He destroyed that damn sigil, no longer needing it, and he had chosen to wait...only that he didn't think through one thing.

You showing up.

He expected Rio to have joined you, yet you stood alone here. Your eyes met, and before he could try to talk, you explained what had happened; your eyes glowed white.

A strong force sent him flying back, knocking the air out of his lungs rather forcefully. Then, the very same force pressed him against the tree trunk, white magic glowing all around him, keeping him up and trapped.

His magic glowed in a moment of panic, but immediately, it started to flicker as your white magic covered his hands.

"Wha...what...?" He exclaimed in surprise, not expecting it.

"My power neuters enemy magic," you explained briefly as you took a few steps closer, arms up and facing him.

White magic had come alive, wrapping around your fingers and wrist like veins, thin and delicate strands glowing with life and moving with a mind of their own.

"Please... Y/N..."

"Where is Agatha? Where are they?" You demanded to know. "What did you do?!"

Your magic pressed him more against the wooden truck, and he could feel the splinters digging into his back. "I didn't mean it," he groaned, trying to ignore the newfound pain. "Please...I..."

Your bottom lip trembled slightly in frustration, and your anger subsided as fast as the tides when the moon was low.

You brought your hands to the sides, white magic dying and letting him land not so smoothly on the ground.

Oh, you were pissed and annoyed, and your head was a mess with your feelings and Rio in the mix. You were on guard and would get your answers... but not this way.

This was not like you. You were not one to use your powers for harm and pain unless there was no other choice left, and even then, you held back.

Plus, you had started to warm up to the boy, and you could not harm or call him a liar so openly. For something deep inside of you was relating to him and his journey, you chose to let him go.

He coughed and slowly stood up, feeling his back complaining from the meeting with the tree trunk. He looked at you with a thankful look, not expecting you to spare him, let alone so quickly, truly.

"Talk. Now, " You demanded, your tone commanding and sharp, like a mother scolding a child.

He took a deep breath. "I was just very angry with how they treated Alice's death, and I lost control of my powers and sent them off the road. I am sorry, and I don't know how I did it," he spoke fast, barely taking any breaths and hoping it would prevent you from hearing everything.

But you were a fast student, and you picked up everything. You swore you could feel a vein popping on your right temple, pressure budling up as white magic cracked between your fingers, making him take a step back in fear.

"What?!" You exclaimed louder than before. "You tossed them off the road?!"

"It was an accident, I swear. I was just very angry. " he tried to excuse himself while backing away, only for you to match his steps by approaching him.