Enchanted Tale

Thirty Two: Electrified

{Elle's POV}

I laid under the stars, near the lake once again. I imagined my parents by my side, as I always did. With the new information about them, I felt so much closer. Meeting others that knew of them made me feel as if they were living through these people; Anita, Eric's grandparents, Eric even. I wonder who else was close to them. What stories were they able to share with me?

How different would my life be if they had lived? Through all of the drama today, I hadn't had time to really think of it. I was royalty. Well I don't necessarily know what I'd rule, but according to Athora and Eric, I'm very powerful... This fact also scared me.

I'm powerful-- but I have the knowledge of a newborn. My iotam was what worried me the most. From what I know, newborns have their parents to control their iotam incase the child were to create it. My situation was quite different. My magic grew with me and had become much stronger and harder to control. I assume that witches and wizards my age already know how to control their iotam. I had to tread carefully, especially dealing with Harry...

The thought of Harry brought my mood down. I wanted to forgive him, but he made it so hard. I couldn't stand this distance we created between ourselves. I was starting to fall in love with him, but when Eric entered the picture, he made it difficult. If I was looking for someone to blame, it would be Eric. If I would've just kept my distance from him, Harry would be by my side instead of far away and angry with me.

{Harry's POV}

My mind was too occupied for me to join Peter in a good night's rest. Instead I sat against the cottage gazing out into the dark wood. Luna stood next to me eating grass.

"What am I going to do Luna?" I said restlessly.

She slowly brought her head up, but brought it back down to eat.

"I don't know what to think. She isn't capable of anything that woman said. She wouldn't do that to me. She may resent my father but she wouldn't kill him. She wouldn't use me just to get closer to him.

I love her.

And... she wouldn't do any of those things because... she loves me too..." I drifted off into a deep sleep.

With the sound of a crack, I shot up. Sitting in the same position. My neck ached due to the way I slept. With the words I spoke, last night, I realised that it was time I put all of this behind me and just apologise to Elle. Of course, everything that woman and I talked about still sat in the back of my mind, but I was determined to prove her wrong.

I ran inside to find Peter the only one present. He was just sitting on his bed admiring the locket he seemed so fond of.

"Where's Elle?" I asked from the door frame.

"I thought she was with you all night?"

"No, she was still angry with me and ran off," I explained. "I assumed she was in here, so I kept my distance."

He shuffled out of bed and followed me out the door. "She couldn't've gone far."

The fear of my next question skipped through my mind. "Do you think she ran off to Eric?"

"Of course not! But there's one place Elle always runs to." He scanned the area, and began to run.

I followed closely, but he was fast. His path started to look familiar. He was running towards the waterfall. Anxious to see Elle, I started to pick up speed.

The sound of the water crashing on the lake drew closer. The pace of my heart grew faster (not only due to the excessive running) knowing that I would soon have her back. I believed with all of my heart that Elle felt the same for me as I did for her. There was no way she would stay angry with me.