Unconditionally and Irrevocably

by Chandlure Trainez

Of three things I was certain: 1. Edward was a vampire- a gifted one at that. 2. I was his singer- that complicated things immensely. 3. Despite being a witch, despite the danger dark creatures like Edward pose, I was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him. What is a witch to do? Thankfully, Charlie is non-magical or I would be unconditionally and irrevocably grounded!

1. Preface

Preface

I'd be lying if I said that I didn't give much thought on how I'd die- it is not as if America is a safe place after all. School shootings, drive-bys, murder, rape, people who follow Voldemort's philosophy- but I never thought my end would be like this.

I stared, with my breath caught in my throat and my wand clenched tightly in my sweaty hand, into the dark eyes of my captor as he smiled sadistically down at me. Everything I had learned about Vampires flew out of my head, my wand merely a useless stick at this point. Did Protego work against Vampires? Doubtful, it didn't work well against Werewolves after all.

I guess, if I must die, this was as good of a way as any. Ignoring the excruciating pain of a Vampire bite, dying in the place of someone you love is as good a way to go as any. It's just, if I had to die, I wish it were without regrets, and there is one thing that I do regret. Just a small thing really. I regret not telling Edward the truth about me. I know he is a Vampire, thank you, Defense Against the Dark Arts, but he does not know that I am a witch. None of the Cullen's do. MACUSA sorry, Magical Congress of the United States of America, has stricter rules than the British Ministry of Magic about revealing yourself, your magic, to others. Even if that other happens to be a dark creature.

I could say that if I never came back to Forks, if I had stayed with my mother, or if I had gone to Ilvermorny, I would not be facing death now. Perhaps, but, I can't bring myself to regret coming back. In Forks, I was able to practice magic safely in the comfort of my own home. In Forks, I was able to go to a non-magical school and make friends. In Forks, I was able to fall in love with Edward. When you are given a shot at happiness, no matter how brief it might be, it is not reasonable to regret the actions that brought you there.

My captor smiled and sauntered forward to kill me. My hand tightened around my wand and my eyes screwed shut.

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