A/N: I decided to skip the whole one-shot thing. I dunno, I can't write short pieces. It's a character flaw. So I'm starting this and I have another thing in the works. What is it?

Only the end to all your misery! For all those who are depressed WOWP is over, fear not. I am taking over for the exhausted writers and doing season 5. There will be 'episodes' posted (approx.) weekly and will be each self-inclusive stories. So check that out soon!

In other news, I may soon have the answer to your other prayers. It looks like I will be getting home internet soon. Yay! So without more blah blah blah I present my story, Raising Wizards. I don't own Wizards of Waverly Place.

Prologue

"I am beat," Alex flopped on the couch and tossed her physics textbook onto the wood and glass coffee table.

"Careful," Justin warned. "Don't break the glass."

"Sorry," Alex said, not at all contrite. She stuck her tongue out at Justin and drew her knees to her chest. "But seriously, thanks for saving my butt in finals." She brushed her hair out of her face. It was in a messy bun and a few hairs had fallen out. "I owe you so much."

"Yeah, well you saved me too," Justin admitted begrudgingly. "With my Art Appreciation final."

"That's what I'm here for," Alex said. She sighed and eyed her textbook with disdain. "God, thank goodness it's over now. I never have to see that stupid Physics textbook again."

"At least not until you have to teach physics to your own kids," Justin teased. Alex gave him a Look.

"Not funny." She examined her nails, trying to figure out what to do now that their exams were over. "So, do you want to do something?"

"An interesting science documentary is on the Discovery Channel," Justin offered. He checked his watch and smiled. "It's just about to come on, actually. It's supposed to be this interesting look at the physics of..." he glanced over at Alex who had a horrified look on her face. "Uh, nevermind. You're overloaded on Physics, I can tell."

"Why don't we go out?" Alex suggested. "Get our minds off this whole...exam thing." Justin thought about it.

"Maybe. But no clubs!"

He stared at the strobe lights around him, wondering how Alex had gotten him here. "I thought I said no clubs!" he protested. "This atmosphere is terrible for people, all the bright, flashing lights, the noise and the bodies close together with all kinds of who-knows-what viruses or bacteria in them that they can spread around..." he shuddered and Alex laughed at him.

"Whatever, I'm going to get a drink," she said.

"How can you even do that, you're not 21!" Justin exclaimed. Alex shushed him and sauntered over to the bar.

Sure enough, within seconds, a sleazy looking guy was sizing her up. "Buy you a drink?" he asked. Alex smiled flirtatiously and nodded. "Gin and tonic on the rocks," she purred. He turned to the bartender and put in the order. She got the drink and somehow slipped off, evading Sleaze-Ball.

Justin felt a pang in his chest, watching him flirt with random guys for drinks. All throughout the last semester as they'd been helping each other with school and with life, they'd grown closer and closer. His feelings were bordering on the perverse now, he knew. He wouldn't give himself fully over to them but he knew deep down that what he was feeling for his Alex wasn't the brotherly affection he felt for Max.

Alex sashayed to a table and claimed it as theirs from another Sleaze-Ball with the bat of her long lashes. He envied the ease which she flitted through life, unconcerned about consequences. He wished desperately he could do the same.

For her part, Alex was trying like hell to make the Jealous Monster rear its ugly head within a certain companion of hers. Their long hours of working together on school projects and helping each other with their social lives and such had taken their toll on the brunette. She had realized in those long hours the truth that she was not even trying to fight anymore. That she was deeply, desperately in love with Justin and not in a simple, sisterly way.

She wanted to 'tap that' so to speak. And even though it should have disgusted her, she was Alex Freaking Russo. She did whatever she wanted, damn the consequences. A while back she had given into the misery and depression that came from knowing her feelings but all that did was sink her grades and make her gain weight. So she stopped trying to fight, instead working on a way to get Justin to notice her as more than a sister. As a woman.

The two siblings were so busy in their own heads that they failed to notice they were getting spectacularly drunk. Justin had started to drink after Alex to forget his feelings and Alex was trying to get enough alcohol in her to make her move. By the time they decided to head back to Justin's apartment, they were two sheets to the wind.

They took a cab the four blocks over and stumbled out onto the pavement, Justin catching Alex before she hit the ground.

"God it feels so GOOD to get out and have some fun!" Alex exclaimed loudly. Justin smashed a finger to his lips trying to shush her unsuccessfully. "I haven't been out since I was a freshman at this point. Oh my god I love this song!" she shouted. There was no music playing which Justin informed her of. "Yes there is, listen, listen!" She held a finger to her lips and cocked her head to the side.

She grabbed at Justin and started slow dancing right there in the lobby of his apartment to music only she could hear. "Let's waste time/chasing cars/around our heads," she sang softly. "This song always makes me think of you," she mumbled with a slur. "I can't get it out of my head. I can't get you out od my head."

Justin helped her as best he could into his place while trying to figure out what she was saying. He was drunk as all get out but not so out of it he couldn't figure out she was revealing something important to him. He was Justin Russo. Reading between the lines was second nature to him, like breathing.

"Justin, I never want this closeness we've had to end," Alex whined as she sank down onto his leather couch. "I don't want to lose you. I don't want you to grow up and move away from me."

"Me neither," Justin slumped down onto the leather recliner next to the couch and stared into her melted chocolate eyes. "I really like being around you all the time. But shhhh, don't tell Alex I said that. She'd make fun of me."

"Ok I won't," Alex covered her mouth with one hand and then the other. "But you don't tell Justin I'm in love with him, ok?"

"Wait, I'm Justin," Justin looked confused. "So you're in love with me?"

"No, I wasn't supposed to say that!" Alex exclaimed. She looked like she might cry. "I'm sorry I suck as a sister."

"But I love you too," Justin said. "Not like a good brother but like a guy loves a girl."

"That's awesome!" Alex jumped up and fell over herself in her haste to get to Justin. "That means we can be together now." She sank into his lap, curling around him.

"But we can't cos we're brother and sister," Justin mumbled his protest while burying his face in Alex's hair. It smelled of booze and cigarettes from the club but underneath it smelled like cherry vanilla. It was heavenly, even in Justin's inebriated state.

"Oh Justin, please don't push me away," Alex said quietly. Justin wrapped his arms around her, resolve crumbling in the face of his alcohol and her need for him. "I love you so much. You're everything I've ever wanted in a guy and you've always been there for me."

"I'll never leave you," Justin promised. They fell asleep together in the chair, holding onto each other.

The next morning, Justin woke to two things. A stiff neck from falling asleep in his leather recliner and the cold realisation that he had confessed everything to Alex the night before. Oh effing hell, he thought to himself.

"Justin?" Alex yawned and stretched out. "Thanks for everything last night," she smiled at him and kissed his cheek.

"You're not...mad at me?" he swallowed. "You're not freaked out by...this?"

"No, I accepted that it was OK a long time ago," Alex said. "You love me, I love you, we're the perfect match of opposites and it just...works."

"I guess," Justin sighed and hugged Alex before she slipped out of his lap. It felt cold and lonely without her close to him. "We can't tell anyone though."

"Not yet," Alex said. "I thought of a spell that I could do to make it OK. That is, if you want this. Do you want me?"

"More than anything," Justin said with emphasis. "But we should be careful, messing with magic."

"Relax," Alex said. "Trust me. Do you trust me?"

"Of course I do," he said automatically. He gazed into her eyes, seeing the love and sincerity radiating back at him. Slowly, Alex withdrew her wand and pointed it at herself.

Sister and brother we may be, but as lovers we need to be free. No more genetic links for we.

Justin just stared at her, rolling his eyes at her lame freespell. A warm yellow glow surrounded the two siblings and suddenly the glow around Alex changed from yellow to orange.

"It's done," she said, looking at herself as the glows faded. Suddenly, a memory of Jerry and Theresa telling him how they adopted Alex surfaced in his mind. The spell had worked!

"Now what?" Alex asked. Justin felt a strange tug inside him.

"Want to get married?" he asked, looking at her with a smile that glowed brighter than the light that had previously surrounded him.

"Huh?"

"I don't want to lose you Alex. Not now, not ever. And now that there's nothing holding us back anymore, nothing saying that you're my sister biologically, I just want to keep this happy feeling forever. Let's do it, let's go to Las Vegas and get married right now."

"Justin...are you sure? This isn't like you to be so...impulsive."

"It's because of you," Justin said firmly. "You opened my eyes to this whole world of possibilities and I have to take my opportunity."

"Well...alright then," Alex took hold of his hand and squeezed it. "Let's go!"

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