A/N As someone pointed out, I never explained why the wizard wanted to put a spell on Sabrina and Puck. So before I start my next story, I'm going to write a oneshot explaining it.
The Wizard's Story
A short tale of why he cast a spell on Sabrina and Puck
Muttering words in the Old Language, I thought of all that had happened to him. My brother. Darren. He had wanted something he couldn't have, and this time, he had died for it.
And I wanted revenge.
Years ago, I had left my home in the other dimension. I had hated it there—I knew there was a place where sorcerers weren't persecuted, and where I was wasn't it. So I walked through the portal and came here. To this place.
And then my little brother came through and found me. I had been elated to see him—after all, he was my favorite sibling. I had almost taken him with me when I first left, but he hadn't wanted to leave. And now here he was, with me!
He told me about this girl, this Sabrina Grimm, and how he felt about her. Darren told me about Sabrina's lover, Puck, and how undeserving this boy was. And I vowed to help.
Only that Puck, that idiot miscreant, had killed my brother. And I was going to make him, and that bitch, Sabrina, pay.
I shoved my spell of hatred into the biggest, blackest, coldest crystal I had, and in my seeing ball, I saw as it took effect.