Chapter 3: Hocus Pocus
A/N: Okay, I know my updates suck lately but I'm truly sorry. I had so much homework and everything… I'll try to update when I can!
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Lily xoxo
Bonnie's P.O.V
"Change the channel, Jeremy Gilbert," I pleaded, sinking back into the couch. Caroline had dropped me off a couple of hours ago, and seeing as Elena still hadn't come from the Salvatores' and her aunt Jenna was out, I had to make do with hanging out with her younger brother, Jeremy.
"No way! I want to watch this!" He cried, gesturing to the basketball game that was on T.V.
"Please!" I exclaimed, feeling bored out of my brain. We had been watching this channel for practically an hour, and the hour before that was a soccer game. He stuck his tongue out at me and his hazelnut eyes which were practically the same color as Elena's, only hers were a more chocolaty brown, lit up.
I narrowed my eyes at him, and he chuckled. "God, why do you and Elena hate the NBA games so much?" He cried, gluing his eyes to the screen and putting his feet up onto the coffee table, which was stacked with comics.
"Since when do you like Basketball? NBA was never your thing," I pointed out, with a grin.
He smiled, "Don't tell Elena, but since I found out it annoys her," He admitted.
"And what do I have to do with that?" I demanded, folding my arms across my chest.
"I like annoying you aswell!" He cried, grinning widely.
"You like annoying me do you?" I demanded with a scowl. I stood up, and started to tickle him, until he was laughing silly.
"Stop! Stop! Haha! I'll change! Hehe! The Channel! I'll Change it!" He cried, between fits of giggles. He tried to clasp the remote, but I wouldn't let him. I giggled as Elena came in through the door.
"You two having fun?" She asked, hanging her coat up and walking in, looking amused.
I shared a smile with Jeremy whom I had stopped tickling. He changed the channel quickly, shooting a scared look in my direction.
"you could say we were having fun," He muttered. I stuck my tongue out at him, and they both giggled.
"You sure are in a good mood," Elena commented, grinning in my direction.
I shrugged, "I was having fun, you know?" I put in, grinning back at her.
Then I stood up, "You can put the basketball again, Jer. I'm going upstairs with Elena," I told him.
"Okay, Bon. Bon Huit! HAHA!" He teased.
"Very funny," I muttered as I hit him with the sofa pillow then headed upstairs with Elena, who looked amused.
We headed into her room, and I slumped onto her bed. "What's up with his NBA obsession?" She demanded, sitting down next to me.
I shrugged, "I don't know,"
She rolled her eyes, and ran a hand through her long straight hair.
"So what did you do with Stefy Bear?" I asked her, with a knowing wink.
Elena hit me with a pillow. "I think you are in too good a mood now. Cut it out," She joked.
I stuck my tongue out at her, "Make me!" I cried, hitting her with another pillow.
I then jumped off the bed and pulled my bag up onto my knee. I yanked out my hairbrush and pulled it through my hair a couple of times.
"So what do you want to do tomorrow?" Elena asked me.
I shrugged, "Whatever. It's the last day of vacation!" I wailed, and Elena grinned.
"I didn't know you hated school," She cried.
I smiled, "I don't hate school. I just don't want to face anyone" I admitted.
She sighed, "Is it because I set you up with Tyler? I bet he wasn't hurt. We can try someone else. What about-," She started.
I cut her off, "No, dipstick. It's not that. It's because I don't want everyone to feel sorry for me on account of the whole grams thing," I told her.
She sighed, then smiled sadly. "Welcome to my world," She muttered.
I sighed too, "I haven't opened my spellbook ever since she died." I told her, feeling the grief of losing my dear grandmother all over again. I felt a weight pressing down on my chest that made me want to cry. I guess I must have looked upset, because the next thing I felt were Elena's arms around me, and her comforting whispers.
"Why? It's your destiny to be a witch. Nothing will change that, Your grams would have wanted you to go on," She told me.
I shrugged, "I don't even remember how to do anything." I explained.
Elena sighed, "Yes you can. You can do anything you want. Come on. Try something." She urged me.
"Like what?" I asked her, discouragedly.
She shrugged, "I don't know. You're supposed to be the witch," She murmured, smiling.
I giggled, and focused on my bag. I chanted a spell grams had taught me in my mind, and concentrated hard on making my spellbook levitated. It hovered above my bag for a second, then dropped down again, and I screwed my left eye closed in concentration. I felt sweat beams form across my forehead, and I wiped my arm across them.
I strained myself to levitate the book until it landed on the floor. I gasped for breath and Elena hurried over. "What's wrong?" She asked, alarmed.
"Nothing. I'm just still getting used to the magic again," I cried.
Elena sat down, and buried her head in her hands. "God Bonnie, you gave me such a fright!" She exclaimed.
"I'm sorry," I apologized. I put a hand on my heart to check my heartbeat which had thankfully gone back to normal now.
She nodded, "Well that was some cool hocus pocus back there," She told me, smiling.
"Don't call it that. You got that from Caroline, didn't you?" I accused, and Elena giggled.
"You could say that," She muttered, then she yawned. "I'm tired, Are you ready to hit the sack?" She asked, heading towards the bathroom.
I shook my head, "Not yet. I'll go watch T.V for a while okay?" I told her, and she nodded. I headed downstairs to find it pitch dark. I flicked open the light and sat down on the sofa. I grabbed a glass of water from the fridge and took a sip. I closed my eyes as the cool liquid flooded through my body. I hadn't realized magic could make you so thirsty.
I decided to try to make an apple from the fruit ball lift up into my hand. The apple hovered a couple of times and fell, but after some sheer concentration it fell into my hand.
I smiled happily at my accomplishment. See Grams, I persevered like you always told me to. I thought to myself, sadly but I was happy at the same time. My powers were coming back to me. That made me feel a little bit more powerful than before and the best thing was, the more I practiced magic, the closer I felt to Grams. I could hear her calm voice in my brain, guiding me and giving me advice.
Suddenly the doorbell rang. I looked at the clock. It was past 11:30. Who would come by this late? I sighed and stood up when nobody came to the door. I looked through the peephole to see one of the people, or should I say creatures, I hated most: Damon Salvatore grinning at me. He was dressed in a black leather jacket and some tight fitting jeans, which fit him in all the right places, making him look and I hated to admit this, very hot.
I sighed, "What do you want, Damon?" I demanded through the door. I didn't dare open the door. Who knew what he'd do? He had tried to kill me once before, after all.
"Open the door, Bonnie." He called, in his cold voice. But even in his really cold voice, I loved the way he said my name. URGH, did I really think that to myself? I must be going insane from concentration on my hocus pocus. I groaned internally. Caroline had even got me saying 'hocus pocus'.
I rolled my eyes, "Why? It's really late," I cried, flicking my eyes back to the wall clock for a second, then looking out again.
He chuckled, "I know. But I have to talk to you!" He told me.
I shook my head. "Whatever you want to say, I don't want to hear it, Damon. And why the hell do you want to talk to me anyway? Elena is asleep so come back tomorrow," I snapped.
"I don't want Elena. I want to talk to you," He specified, sounding impatient now.
"Why? And how did you know I was here anyway?" I demanded, taking a bite of my apple.
He ignored my first question. "I tricked my foolish brother into telling me," He admitted, smiling crookedly in a way that actually made him look appealing. Even kind of cute. Shut up, brain. I thought to myself, trying to remember what I was going to say.
"Stefan would never tell you. Elena told him not to. And he always listens to her," I informed him.
I saw him roll his eyes, "He always was such a pushover with the ladies. He had this other ex- girlfriend-," He started but I cut him off.
"Um, Damon. It's no time to go down memory lane now. I have got to go," I told him.
"No! Wait, I need to talk to you, Bonnie." I melted as he said my name. I don't know why but I loved the way he said 'Bonnie'. Even though it was really stupid and all. But I still kept my cool, remembering I might have been dead because of him, if my best friend's boyfriend hadn't happened to save me.
"And why would you want to do that?" I demanded, feeling bored now.
"It's a secret. Open up and I'll tell you." He insisted. But I didn't believe him. I felt like he was trying to hypnotize me or something, but my vervain charm bracelet was still tight around my wrist from when Elena had given it to me.
"Later Damon." I cried, taking a bite of my apple and heading away from the door. Damon banged on it for a few seconds, then all was silent. I sighed in relief then turned and headed towards the living room. I gasped as I heard someone behind me. My heart started beating faster, and I waited to hear the cool, deep voice of Damon Salvatore. How the hell did he get in anyway? Through the window? Was that a special 'vampire' thing? I turned around to find Jeremy standing behind me.
I sighed in relief, feeling my heartbeat return to its normal pace. "God Jeremy, you gave me such a fright," I cried, panting.
He grinned, "That was for tickling me to death before," He joked. He was in some plain gray pajamas and had a glass of water in one hand, and his silver ipod nano in the other.
I rolled my eyes, "I'll get you back. But not now. Goodnight, Jeremy." I cried, sleepily. I edged past him and started heading up the stairs.
"Hey Bonnie. I heard voices. Were you talking to someone?" Jeremy asked me.
I shook my head, "I just had the T.V on," I muttered, lying. I didn't have the brains to make up a whole 'Damon' explanation now, especially to Elena's younger brother.
He nodded, "Okay. Good night, Bon. Bon huit! HAHA!" He burst into laughter. "It NEVER gets old," He muttered to himself as he sat down on the couch.
I rolled my eyes and headed upstairs to Elena's room. She was asleep on her bed, in a white tank top and some navy blue capris. I covered her body with her duvet, then put on my own pajamas which were the 'Sabrina the Teenage Witch' ones I had one before. Then I brushed my teeth quickly and lay down on the mattress, which was placed by the bed. I flicked off the small light by Elena's bed and snuggled up to my duvet. I gazed out of the window as I tried to get to sleep. It was pitch dark, except for the light of the moon and as I drifted off to sleep, I could have sworn I saw Damon Salvatore outside the window.
A/N: So there is the chapter! There will be more Bamon scenes in the next chapter!
Lily
P.S If you're a twilight fan too I recently read a really cool crossover story, called 'one minute… then the next' by 'Key Cullen'. It's on my fave stories if you want to check it out… it's really good so far!
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