This Spells Trouble - A Riverdale Fanfiction

Magic Tricks and Treats

Sabrina strode down the halls, her steps light. She was spilling with joy, a radiant smile gracing her lips. To this, her peers returned looks of confusion, unused to her boundless happiness in the grim school halls. She didn't care. She'd figured out the spell she needed for Jughead last night, and she couldn't wait to use it. She felt Salem jab her back lightly from within the confines of her bag.
"Are you sure about this?"

"Yes, I am. Now, be quiet," she whispered curtly to the bag, again receiving looks of confusion from people surrounding her, to whom she gave awkward waves.

She turned into the student lounge, finding Jughead and Betty alone on the couches. They were seated quite close to each other, Betty smiling at whatever story Jughead was telling her. As she approached, his eyes flickered to her, and the power of his energy flooded over Sabrina. His energy today seemed less defined, more blurred and warm. But under that thin layer, Sabrina still felt the darkness squirm relentlessly. She had to remedy this. For his sake.

"Hey Sabrina," Betty greeted enthusiastically, "Sorry I didn't get round to hanging out with you at lunch yesterday; Vixen practice and all."

"Hi," Sabrina replied simply.

Silence followed, heavy and thick. She stood there, twiddling her thumbs, seeing Jughead and Betty share a look after a few long moments had passed. Jughead was the first to speak.
"Not to sound rude, but do you want something?"

Sabrina nodded her head, flustered.
"Right, yes, yes, of course. I just want you."

Jughead gave her his amused look, raised eyebrow and everything, and Sabrina recoiled in realisation of how that must of sounded, stuttering out her attempt to fix her mistake.
"I-I mean, I want to talk to you. That's all. I swear."

Jughead chuckled softly, nodding as he did.
"I believe you. What is it you want to talk about?"

Sabrina glanced at Betty, who was watching the interaction avidly. Obviously it would be highly suspicious of Sabrina to recite the spell and do the magical hand waving around Betty. Sabrina needed a secluded place.
"Ah, I was actually thinking we could talk, ah, alone, if that's okay."

Jughead frowned, and looked to Betty, conveying a silent question in his eyes. Betty nodded, and Jughead promptly rose off the couch, wandering over to Sabrina.
"Where to?"

Sabrina lead him out of the room. They travelled down the hall until she found an empty classroom, and she pushed him inside. She surveyed it quickly, making sure there was no ninja teachers hiding to attack students with math or something. Thankfully, she didn't find any, and she closed the door of the classroom, the lock clicking as she turned it, and turned to face Jughead. His eyes were narrowed.
"What are we doing in here?"

Sabrina approached him, her eyes focused. He retreated a step, the tap of the shoe on the floor loud in the quiet room, a flicker of distrust on his face. She held her hands up in reassurance.
"Don't worry. I just want to talk."

Jughead frowned.
"Then why did you check no one was in here? Unless it's has to remain confidential, we don't have to absolutely alone to talk. Why don't we do this somewhere else?"

By now, Jughead was looking to the door. Sabrina placed herself between him and the door. Jughead noticed the movement, and frowned further. She had to make sure no one saw this. Best to do it quickly too, before the bell could ring and bring witnesses. Even if her aunties weren't here, there would still be consequences if magic was discovered. Like, big universal consequences. She began to weave her hands threw the air. Jughead retreated further, unsure and confused. When pink tendrils formed on her fingertips, his eyes widened in disbelief.