Chapter 8
Sabrina, her Aunt's, Harvey and Salem were busy coming up with their plan of action. "I know," said Aunt Hilda. "You and Harvey are soul mates, just like Will and me." She zapped up the soul stones they had left back in Westbridge. Zelda had put them into a jewelry box. "These will prove you were made for each other."
"Thanks Aunt Hilda. I can't believe I forgot all about them," said Sabrina.
"That won't work," said Salem.
"Salem's right," said Zelda. "You can't use soul stones as evidence in a hearing of the hesitating three. It's hearsay."
"Still, we can subtly hint at it," said Hilda.
"Hilda! That would be against the rules. The only thing we can do is what we're supposed to do. Sabrina, says how much she loves Harvey . . ."
"And vice versa," interrupted Hilda.
"As I was saying," continued Zelda. "We say how much we believe they're supposed to be together. Salem says how he approves of the relationship. Everything should go well, Sabrina, though I wish we could get some more people to testify for us."
"How about Irma?" asked Salem. "She approves of the marriage."
"Aunt Irma approves of a witch marrying a mortal?" Hilda and Zelda said simultaneously.
"She turned Aaron into a goldfish and gave me Sabrina's magic to get Sabrina to marry me," said Harvey.
"I don't think that's such a good idea," said Hilda, shivering. "I don't want to be dried fruit again."
"We can get along fine, without Aunt Irma," said Zelda.
"Of course we can," said Sabrina. "Aunt Zelda, Aunt Hilda, thank-you."
"With Irma it would be a sure thing," warned Salem.
"Come on Salem," said Sabrina. "What could possibly go wrong?"
Hilda and Zelda looked at each other.