Before Ethie and Sybie - Esmerelda's First Years Chapter 36, a worst witch fanfic

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Chapter Thirty-Six

Esmerelda spend the next few days watching Lily get into trouble and trying to stop her act up, knowing she was getting closer to expulsion with every crime she committed. Esmerelda wanted to kill the blackmailer, they were making her life hell and now playing games with Esmie, saying she had to look closer to home to find the truth, whatever that was supposed to mean.

Esmerelda had spent hours thinking about anywhere that could be considered closer to home. The places near her house she would visit with her sisters, areas close to the city she lived in but she had no idea what the person meant by closer to home.

Therefore she went to her bedroom that day with a sigh. She was disappointed she couldn't solve the riddle and any more hints from the blackmailer had stopped with that last message so Esmerelda had no idea what to do. She sat down on her bed and stroked Morgana, frustrated with herself and this blackmailer for doing this.

"What are we going to do Morgana? I don't want Lily to get expelled over this" Esmerelda said to her cat as she gently stroked her on the head and the cat purred, pushing her head into her hand to try and make her owner feel better.

Esmerelda sighed wondering why she was talking to a cat, sure cats, particularly witches cats were smart but even her cat couldn't whisper the solution to the problem to her, she stroked her cat lifting her head up when something caught the corner of her eye. She kissed Morgana on the head and them moved her of her lap so she could stand up and walk over to her desk.

On the desk was the updated picture she had from that summer of her, Ethel and Sybil all together, but that was not what she was focusing on. It was the part of the mansion she could see in the background. Her home.

When she was at school their bedroom, was pretty much the place the students called home. It was the one place they could have peace and the one place that was their personal space for them alone. The girls spend a lot of time in their bedrooms, relaxing, doing homework, or just generally living.

"Morgana, what do you think? Do you think that the blackmailer meant here?" Esmerelda asked as she picked the picture up and turned around to face her cat who was looking at her in an interested way.

Could it really be her bedroom? Closer to home? She had a picture in her bedroom of her at home but how would they know that? Then it hit her. The blackmailer had being in her bedroom before, they had left some of the notes in her bedroom for Lily, and maybe they caught sight of the photograph lovingly displayed on her desk.

"I think we have solved the riddle Morgana, but where would the answer be in here?" Esmerelda wondered aloud as she put the photograph down and looked around her bedroom.

Her wardrobe. No. That was just full of clothes. Her bedside table was also not right because that was just used to store trinkets, nothing in there could lead her to the identity of the spell she was looking for. She then turned her attention to her bookcase, starting to wonder.

"I suppose it will not hurt to look" Esmerelda said to Morgana as she lifted down the first heavy leather bound book of her bookshelf.

The only problem was that Esmerelda had more books then most people properly had in a lifetime, she had so many they wouldn't all fit on her shelf and she had some piled up on the floor, having nowhere else to put her books. Her family were obsessed with reading, as was she and Ethel but Sybil not so much. She had books from birthdays and Christmases, old books her grandmother had given her and could properly open her own library if she wanted to. She didn't know why she hadn't thought to look here before the school library, maybe because most of the books she had were old, and she didn't think the spell would be in an older edition book.

Even so she knew she would have to look through the books to find out about the spell. She had a feeling the answer lay in one of the books she had lying around here, the hardest part would be finding it.

It wasn't in the advanced spell book, or the beginner spell book she had. She looked through older books and newer books but there spell was not in there and she sighed. She still had so many books to look through. She would be here for days if she went through all of them. The spell was not in any of the spell books she had looked at so far so she started to wonder if it was a spell not widely used or not a standard type of spell.

"I think I am still looking in the wrong place Morgana" Esmerelda said to her cat but the cat was not listening. She was happily sitting on a book that Esmie had placed on the bed and was enjoying her new bed.

"Morgana you are not helping" Esmerelda said as she laughed softly. Trust Morgana to find enjoyment out of something that was stressing Esmie out. Esmerelda tried to shoo her cat of the book and it was only as she did that she noticed the title.

It was a book of curse spells. Esmerelda started to wonder if this is the place that she should be looking. The spell was not in any of the normal spell books so she wondered if she was looking in the completely wrong place. Maybe the spell had being used on someone Lily loved and it had cursed them.

"Morgana, please move I need that book" Esmerelda said trying to pull the book out from under her famaliar but the cat just purred and stayed lying on the book, thinking it was a game. Esmie picked her cat up and took the book.

"Here have this one, I don't need this one" Esmerelda said placing another book where the one she had taken had been. Morgana looked at Esmie in an insulted way but did go and sit on the new book she was given.

"Good girl, now let's see here" Esmerelda said as she opened the book and started to read through it, having a feeling she was about to find the answer to her questions in this book.

She looked through the majority of the spells, not finding any identical to the one she was looking for and wondered if she was still looking in the wrong place.

"I don't think it is here either, maybe the blackmailer is messing with me" Esmerelda told her cat as she kept flicking through the book, looking for the spell.

She read about spells to give someone zits, spells to change someone's hair colour, spells for giving someone a cold, there was spells of loads of silly childish pranks all throughout the book but nothing that looked promising. Esmerelda was wondering if she should bother carrying on looking when she turned the page and stopped dead.

She took out the piece of paper she had written the spell on and compared it to the one she was looking at on the page she was looking at and smiled. It was the same, finally after all that effort she had found the mysterious spell she was looking for but when she looked at what the spell was, her smile dropped of her face in seconds.

Bed-Wetting Spell

Make your enemy wet the bed each time

they fall asleep, even if they wake

they will not be able to move

until they are soaked through.

Esmerelda dropped the book in shock. She knew that spell sounded familiar, she had looked it up during the time she was cursed, that was why she could vaguely remember it but this only confused Esmie.

Was Lily cursed with this spell? Is that the secret the person was using against her, or had Lily cast this spell on someone herself? As she sat there, trying to think of what made most sense she came to another conclusion, Maybe Lily was the person who had cursed her. That would explain why she would not talk to Esmie about it.

"No don't be silly Esmie, that was the evil girls that got expelled" Esmerelda told herself but she wasn't so sure. Lily and her had not always being friends, if them girls had scared her she might of done what they told her too, even curse their classmate.

Esmerelda couldn't get the information she just found out of her head and rushed out of her bedroom door, she had to find Lily and find out the truth to what this curse meant to her friend. Even if she had a feeling the truth was going to hurt.