Teen Enchanter
Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Witch and I am not making any money writing this story. This story is for entertainment purposes only.
Summary: It all started with a very lucid dream and a synchronistic encounter with a fortune teller just before Leopold Miller's sixteenth birthday. He can now make bullies fight each other, turn his annoying little brother into a dog, become the most popular out and proud boy in school, and make the guy of his night fantasies love him. This story will contain Language, MM, OC, and some mild violence.
Chapter One
Fifteen-year-old Leopold Miller was standing on the rooftop overlooking the town below. The local country club was situated on top of a high ridge that gazed down at Babel like a sentinel. A starless sky was above him and it had a faint violet glow about it. Not even the moon was visible.
A cool night breeze ruffled his garnet locks about his pale face. Silver mist seemed to suddenly appear from out of nowhere and begin to billow around like some kind of sweet-scented incense.
A familiar song was playing, and he slowly began to turn around. It was Lady Gaga's Dance in the Dark. The glowing mist parted before him and his green eyes widened because the heartthrob of his dreams was standing there.
Brad Powell!
The guy of his dreams began walking towards him and he was dressed like he was going to the school prom. He had the suit, the lavender rose boutonniere, and everything. Even the scent of his cologne had Leopold feeling weak in his knees. Juniper and cedarwood.
Brad was looking right at him and giving him that dazzling smile. The only thing off was that Brad was barefoot.
Odd…Oh!
I am dreaming…
Instant control.
Lavender rose petals began to fall from the sky.
Leopold started to walk towards Brad in a hiss of violet silk. The voice of Lady Gaga seemed to get a tad bit louder as Brad took him by the hand and began to dance with him on that high rooftop. He wasn't really sure how big Brad's hands were, because he'd never touched them before, but his hands were big and warm.
The older teen spun him around and held him close. Leopold's lean back was pressed up tight against Brad's broad chest. He could feel and hear the older teen's heartbeat or was that a drum in the night?
He didn't care. Brad was dancing with him under a purple sky.
"Leo." Brad spoke, spinning him around.
It was the first time he'd ever heard Brad speak his name. Leo. Only his parents called him that.
He looked up at the taller teen. "Yes?"
"You're going to wake up soon," Dream Brad smiled. His teeth were straight and so white. "And when you do, anything you want can and will be yours for the taking if and when you so choose."
Brad pulled him in close. The smell of juniper and cedarwood filled his nostrils.
The bigger teen was making his move to kiss him.
Above their almost kissing faces, pink lightning split the purple sky. Thunder boomed as Brad's lips met his.
Titanic meeting the iceberg.
Brad's mouth was soft as velvet. His tongue was fire.
The lavender roses became lavender rain. It fell all around them. The wind roared like a hurricane as the world quaked beneath their feet.
Baby loves to dance in the dark…
And then…a most terrible thing happened. He woke up.
To be continued…