First, I don't own any of the W.I.T.C.H. characters, and as you can see, this is just a fanfic. This is my first erotic fanfic on these girls, so don't hit me or shoot me with a deadly laser, if this is something that you don't like to read. There will be mature scenes in this, so if you don't want to read it, then turn back now. But if you are willing to take the risk, be my guest. The story will feature WxT, IxH, CxE and others. I'll try to make it as sweet as possible, but not too sweet because that can cause cavities, and I don't want people to tell me that they have them, because they were reading this. Well, let us go on with the show. I hope that you guys enjoy it.

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W.I.T.C.H. The Potion

Chapter 1: The Potion

It was a Friday afternoon, and the wind was blowing hard. Clouds were blocking the sun, which would disappear behind the horizon in about an hour. It was clear to everyone that autumn had arrived in Heatherfield. Leaves went up and down in the air, as whirlwinds picked them up, like if they were invisible fingers. Will Vandom was exiting the swimming pool, where she had been training for the past few hours. The red hair girl really loved to swim, and each time she got in the water, her problems seemed to disappear like magic. Sometimes she even asked herself if the Heart of Kandrakar had picked her correctly as the Guardian of the Heart, instead of picking her as the Guardian of Water, which was Irma Lair, one of her best friends. But as soon as she was out, her problems returned. It had been a couple of months since Matt went on tour with Karmilla's band, and she really missed him. To make things even worse, she and the other guardians were having problems with the new creatures that started to appear everywhere, the Ragorlangs.

"Matt… Why don't you answer my phone calls?" –she thought to herself, as she put on her gloves and her bonnet, and opened the exit door.

As soon as she found herself outside, Will felt the cold wind blowing up in her face. She looked around and saw that street lamps were already on, illuminating the streets, which were now starting to be engulfed by the darkness of the night. She walked as fast as she could, to see if she could still grab the bus on time. She looked at the time and saw that she only had a couple of minutes, so she speeded up, and started to run.

"Faster, faster… Oh, I'm going to lose it, I just know I am!" –she talked to herself, as she ran.

And, just like she had predicted it, as soon as she was reaching on the corner of the street, she saw the bus going up on the avenue. She had been too late to catch it, and to make things even worst, the next one would only pass in a couple of hours, and it had started to rain. In fact it was just pouring, but it was starting to get worst, each second it passed.

"Great… Looks like I'm walking home."

As she walked down through the street, she looked and saw that there were other people running to get out of the rain. Will knew hat she would be soaked before she reached home, so she decided to take a shortcut through some of the secondary streets, instead of going around the block. She had never been on that part of the block, but she knew where the streets would go. The rain became heavier, so Will tried to stay dry by seeking shelter beneath the sunblinds that were opened, even though it was autumn. She looked at the display-windows, when she noticed one that caught her eye. It was decorated with bottles, all kinds of shapes and colours. Since she was alone for the weekend, because her mother decided to go for a weekend trip with Professor Collins, Will decided to enter and take a look. Inside, it looked the interior of a room described in "The 1001 Nights" book. The walls were coloured in hot tones of red, yellow and orange. The air was filled with a sweet incense aroma, which smelled like vanilla. She looked at the counter and there was an old lady. She looked like she had about 80 years, but her clothes and her style made her look like she was 50. Her hair was coloured in a way that it looked like it was made of silver, reflecting the light that was coming from the lamps. She was wearing an orange sweater and a red coat. She smiled to Will and said:

"Good afternoon, young lady, how may I help you?"

"I'm just looking… I don't even know if there is anything here that I really want, you know?" –Will answered her.

"Oh, now, sweetie, let me tell you a thing." –the old lady said, as she got out from behind the counter and went to where Will was standing. –"There's always something special for everyone in Lana's Magical Potions House, and I think that what you need now is a very special potion, because I can see in your eyes that you have a problem., isn't that right?"

"How did you know that?" –Will asked her with an astounded voice.

"Well, let's just say that I have a very special talent to guess what people are thinking, you know? And yours is probably a problem regarding love… Well, I always say that when you have a love problem, what you need are your friends." –She told Will, making her smile. Next she went behind the counter, and grabbed a bottle with a red liquid in it. The bottle was no larger than a soda can, and it had a label on it saying "Lana's Special Potion". –"Here dear, this potion is all you need to forget about your problems. Its powers will reveal your true feelings towards others."

"But I don't have any money with me right now… Maybe I can pass here tomorrow." –Will answer her, as she admired the bottle.

"Oh, just take it dear… It's on the house. A girl like you really needs it. Just put a small drop of the potion in the tea, and remember to have your friends nearby, to enjoy its full power. Believe me, when I say that you will feel much better when you try it." –The old woman said, as she placed the bottle in a paper bag, and hand it over to Will.

"Thank you… I'll be sure to try it." –Will said as she exited the store.

When outside, Will noticed that it had stopped raining. She quickened her step, and soon got home. It felt good to be home, surrounded by the furniture and by everything that it was familiar to her. She dropped her backpack in the middle of the kitchen, and hurried up to grab the bottle with the "potion" that the old lady had given her. Of course, not even for a moment she thought that it was a real magical potion. She knew that it was probably just fruit syrup or something of the kind. She opened it and smelled it. It had a strange but sweet smell, smelling like mangos and cherries. Putting it on the counter, Will decided to follow the old lady's advice of having a cup of tea with one of her friends. She did not know which one to call, because after Matt was gone, they were the ones who stood by her side and gave her strength, not only to leader the W.I.T.C.H. gang, but also to go on. Then, she remembered that Taranee owed her a visit. She grabbed her cell phone and quickly phoned to Taranee. After a couple of seconds, she finally answered it.

"Hey, Taranee, would you like to come over for some tea, after dinner?" –Will asked her.

"Sure, Will, count me in." –Taranee answered –"I'll be there at nine, sharp."