Stiles Stilinski x Fem!reader

Part 36

While Hallow and I were at my locker, a pair of arms wrapped around my waist from behind as I hugged my books to my chest, chatting with my familiar. A head lightly rest on my shoulder and I recognised the hair as the blonde began to gently sway me.

"Theo."

"Harry?" My familiar shook his head with a chuckle and held a hand out to my former classmate, now my new classmate. Theo took his hand and shook it.

"Close, it's Hallow."

"Like Halloween?" Hallow nodded his head to the left and right as a 'sort of'.

"You could say that." Theo shrugged and spun me around, leaning into me a little so my back was against the lockers, his one hand resting on my waist and lightly rubbing over it.

"Do you, maybe, want to get dinner tonight?"

I turned my head at the sound of someone dropping books and spotted Stiles, looking down at the kit he dropped, incredibly quickly, before crouching down to pick it all up before heading off again.

"You know what, sure, I'd love to."

"Six O'clock?" I nodded in agreement before letting him go off on his way. Hallow sent me a stern look and I just stared at him innocently.

"What?"

"Seriously?? I'm getting bad vibes from him!" He hissed and I sighed, closing my locker and shrugging.

"So am I, and so is Stiles, but I can't do anything about it, Hal. The best I can do is ignore everyone's hunches and try and live like a normal teenager." Hallow just stared at me.

"You're a teenage werewolf transitioning into being a witch, you'll never be normal."

"Say's the shapeshifting cat."

The two of us realised the time and hurried our way to the Lacrosse field as I grabbed my kit bag and ditched everything else with Hallow, quickly pecking his cheek in affection and running onto the field.

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When the two of us witchy people returned home, Stiles and Lydia were just about to leave for where ever they were going.

"what are you doing home? I thought you had a date?" I heard Stiles' voice pipe up from his room as I walked passed and he was slipping on a hoodie.

"Oh, right, I, um, I cancelled." Stiles and Lydia slipped out of his room and pulled his door shut.

"Why? Thought you liked Theo."

"I-I just didn't feel up for it tonight. Hallow hasn't gotten used to being in a different town yet...having moved recently and all..." Just as the two were making their way down the stairs, Stiles stopped and turned to look at me.

"I thought Hallow was your cat." Hallow and I shared a look of panic.

"He is her cat, he's restless. I'm Harris." This time Lydia and Stiles shared a look.

"Transferred to Beacon Hills recently. From...Salem, in...Essex county..." Hallow looked at me really panicked and nervous. I nodded briefly and Stiles nodded before ushering Lydia out of the house.

Third Person POV

The two teenagers climbed into Stiles' Jeep and began heading over to Eichen house, Stiles tapping the wheel in a thoughtful rhythm.

"Is something wrong?" Lydia's voice piped up from beside him in the car, causing the teen to stop his rhythmic tapping. Stiles hummed.

"Nothing, I just think (Y/n)'s hiding something." He briefly looked over to Lydia, who sent him a questioning gaze for a moment. "Ever since she got that cat, that guy, Harris, he's been turning up at the house a lot. I just, I find it weird. He's never not with her. I'm friends with her and I live with her, but he's always with her. It's like he's glued to her in some freaky supernatural way."

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Your POV

"...looking for anyone acting a little abnormal or weird."

I shook my head as I walked with Hallow, the newly teenage boy pulling the spell book from my bag.

"Hallow! Stop it!" I hissed, trying to grab the book from him but only to have him look at me sternly and hold it above his head so I couldn't reach it. I huffed and let him keep it as he plopped down at one of the outside table. "Why do you need it? We're in the middle of school." He shrugged and set it down before quickly flicking through it before stopping at one page. I peeked over the table and stared at the page, soon shifting to sit next to my familiar and stare at the page even more curiously. "What is that?" Hallow shrugged but shuffled the book over to me.

"By the way, every witch has a name for this book, whether it be a Grimoire, a spell book, a book of shadows or something, it's up to you."

"Grimoire sounds kinda cool...but what's this?" Hallow shrugged again and I read over it in my head before sharing a glance with the dark haired boy and the two of us looking back at the page.

"Maybe you need to decide what type of which you are? It's on every page, I can't read any others."

"Type of witch? What does that even mean? Oooo, Green witch sounds fun, but so does all of it...I don't know...Kitchen witch probably. Yeah, Kitchen witch. So that's like potions and stuff, right?" Hallow nodded.

"What about two teenagers talking about witches?" I caught on to the sound of Theo's voice and then Scott's.

"Maybe, I've never heard of Beacon Hill's drawing in witches, or there even being witches...Druids and Emissaries, yeah, but not witches. Why?"

I sent Hallow a harsh look, silently scolding him for bringing up witches at school, and he silently apologised with a smile. I grabbed the book and quickly hurried away. Before I could even reach my car, a hand grabbed my wrist and spun me around, forcing me to almost drop my spell book.

"Scott-"

"We need to talk." I tore my wrist away, sending him a stern look.

"No, we need to go home. Hallow!" The boy appeared behind Scott and rounded him to stand behind me. "I'll see you round, Scott." I glanced up to the balcony and spotted Theo staring right down at us with a satisfied smirk. "And tell Stiles he's right."