Croix hasn't appeared yet, so this is only based on headcanons that I have. I know that canon will crush everything I wrote but, I had to write this. The reason I wrote this is because of Neon's amazing art. If you like this, please try and review, I'm always open to hear what people think of my writing and how they think I can improve. Have a nice day!

You remember the first time you met her.

You weren't the best witch when you started attending Luna Nova. You were always facing obstacles, whether they were making potions, or casting the wrong spells, or getting yourself into trouble. You did not have the best reputation around, but you had one thing going for you, and it was your passion.

You loved magic, you loved the beautiful magic that would make people smile and forget about their worries. You wanted to show the world that side of it, instead of the boring side of it that you had to learn in class.

But when you went to the fountain of Polaris, you realized that you couldn't make your dreams come true, unless you worked hard, harder than anyone. Your eyes were set on one goal, and you swore that you wouldn't give up.

But there were times when you felt hopeless, because no one believed in you, because they would say that using magic for show is a shameful act, but then you met one person who actually liked what you did, and loved your passion.

You were practicing your magic, and you were dancing with lights all around you. You started to forget your failures and reminded yourself of the beauty of magic. All the lights disappeared the moment you heard someone clapping. You yelped and looked at whoever interrupted you, dreading whatever words were going to be said, but instead you were met with a smile, and green captivating eyes.

Your breath was caught in your throat as you watched her nervously.

"I have never seen such beautiful magic before." She said, and you wondered if you heard her wrong at first, but as you looked into those green eyes, you realized that she did indeed praise you.

You felt a blush creeping into your skin, before smiling back at her.

She didn't ask for your name, because everyone knew Chariot the troublemaker, so you ended up asking for hers and she told you.

Croix.

A name that you never knew would hunt you for years.

You don't remember how you became so close. She always had your back, and you had hers. You remember when you were racing the broom relay, you weren't on the same team, and you both wanted to win, but that did not stop you from exchanging smiles and knowing looks while racing, and Croix was the first person to congratulate you for winning. You remember practicing and studying together, you remember sharing secrets, laughing, and crying together. You remember sharing dreams of the future, and imagining that you'd still be together after many years.

When the Samhain festival drew closer, you asked her to meet you outside the school. You were practicing for something, and you wanted her to be the first person to see it.

You sat alone, staring at the shiny rod, before turning your head to the sound of someone approaching. You couldn't stop yourself from smiling when you saw your best friend approaching. You stood up as quick as you could and ran towards her, unable to contain your happiness.

She looked at your dirty clothes with a raised eyebrow.

"What am I going to do with you?"

She sighed and said, but there was fondness in her voice. You held the tips of your hat and brought it down, hiding your embarrassment.

You casted a spell, and she watched you take on many forms before feeling dizzy and falling on the ground. You rubbed your back and laughed as she helped you up.

You tried again and again, until you finally succeeded, and she clapped as you bowed to the 'audience'.

You became the moonlit witch.

Then you became Shiny chariot.

You started spreading happiness through your magic, and you became a well know witch. You couldn't be any happier.

However, that happiness came crushing down the day you gazed into those green eyes again, and saw nothing but anger and disappointment.

How did this happen?

Where did you go wrong?

When did the eyes you loved staring into become so dark?

That day, you parted ways, leaving a permanent taint on everything beautiful that you once shared.

That day, Shiny Chariot disappeared, and Ursula took her place.

You met her again years later when she became a professor at Luna Nova.

She looked at you with a smile that lacked the fondness it once had, and with eyes that only showed mistrust, and you were sure that she saw it in your eyes too.

You only thought about stopping her, about standing in her way.

You reminded yourself that the woman standing before you was an enemy, not the friend you once knew.

You told yourself that you were thinking about everyone's sake as your fought her, as you used your magic against her.

You forgot how to think when you saw her jumping in front of you, protecting you from the deadly magic that would have taken your life away.

Now, you hold her in your arms, and you look into her green eyes. They look the same as before, devoid of the darkness that once possessed them.

Your hands are stained with her blood, and you feel her body losing its warmth. You wish that this was nothing but a nightmare that you would wake up and find her scolding you for sleeping in class, but the strong scent of blood confirmed that this was reality.

She raises her hand, and touches your wet cheek. She smiles at you for one last time, and the words leaving her lips were ringing in your ears.

She says your name for one last time, and you watch the light fade from her eyes forever as her hand falls before you could manage to catch it.

You only feel pain, as if a part of your heart… no, as if your whole heart has been ripped out.

You scream.

You scream for the times you spent together.

You scream for the years you spent apart.

You scream for the time you wasted.

You just scream.