Beyond the Magic

Mary and Colin are cousins. They're also very best friends with a farm boy named Dickon. However, when the years go by and the three young friends have grown into handsome and beautiful adults, things go…unexpected. Let's go back to the 'secret' garden and look beyond the magic.

Chapter 1

Hello, so this is my first fanfiction on here and I wanted to start with a fic that has a very small community: The Secret Garden. I know it's old, but we've all felt like there was more to the characters beyond the garden. We all know that Mary, Dickon, Colin, and the rest would grow up as well. That's why I'm creating this. Mainly around the movie, though I haven't watched it in a while, please forgive me if I get some of the character's personality traits wrong.

"Hmm. Not quite as acceptable for a party. No, that isn't as well. Oh, Martha! How will I ever choose?" The young woman threw her arms up into the air in exasperation. For about an hour and a half, the two women have been trying to choose the best dress for Colin's 18th birthday; the day when a young man becomes a man.

Martha smiled sympathetically at her young mistress and held up three more dresses; one pink, one yellow, and one purple. "Oh, Miss Mary, please do try to pick one. These are the last ones, and I believe you might like them."

"They're not black are they?" She smirked to herself.

The young maid smiled lightly to herself, recalling her first conversation with the young mistress. "No, the dresses are not. The colours are pink, golden yellow, and blue. No black ones."

The once sour looking girl turned back to face her friend. Her face was as beautiful as the tulips and dahlias in the garden. It was if her face had been sculpted by a god. Her lips were naturally a light shade of red; they were semi-puckered due to her childhood of sour expressions. Her eyes were the colour of dark caramel that now always had a twinkle in them whenever she smiled, which was often. Mary sighed and took the yellow one; she was surprised at her reflection after putting it on.

Not only it fit perfectly around her feminine features, but it also gave a new level of beauty to the young nineteen-on-to-twenty years old lady. She spun and the bottom of the golden dress gracefully moved along with her. Martha gasped and stopped picking up the dresses from Mary's bed as the said girl walked out from behind the screen.

"Miss Mary, you look so beautiful. Why, Master Colin might even have to untie his tongue after seeing his cousin." She chuckled and helped Mary into her slippers. Mary smiled and nodded.

"Yes, this dress is perfect. Thank you Martha, what can I do without you?"