Hazel looked down at the potion in front of her. It's almost been a week and the potion was ready.

"You're nervous about going through with this."

Hazel looked up and saw Frank's mom in front of her. "A bit. My mom is very bright. She might notice it."

"Even if it's a trick?"

Hazel nodded. "She's a powerful witch, like most of my ancestors. Even if I tricked her into drinking it, she might know what it's going to do."

"Well, if you're as powerful as you say, then you can think of something."

Hazel took a deep breath. "I hope so. I really do."

That night, Hazel went down to see Frank. He was curled up on the far side of his cage.

When Hazel came into the room, Frank's head shot up.

"Run!" He told her.

"W-What?" She was in shock.

"Run! Get out of here before-!"

The door at the top of the stairs slammed shut as footsteps rushed down the stairs. In a panic, she rushed to hide but she felt something pull her towards the stairs.

"I knew it!" She heard her mother roar. "I knew you were coming down here to see him!"

"Mom! I-!"

Her mother slapped her across the face.

Tears stung in her eyes.

"My daughter is in love with a spirit! This is a disgrace!" She shouted.

"Mother, please, I just-!" She got slapped again.

"You foolish girl. Your powers will be stripped immediately! You will be kicked out of the Witch Society and disowned by me."

Hazel could feel the potion in her bag feel heavier. If she wanted to do this, she had to do it now.

"I just brought him food. You can't starve him." Hazel told her.

"I don't care! Spirits are our slaves. And if he starves, he starves." She replied.

Hazel whacked her mom with her bag in the spur of the moment. Once her mom was a bit disoriented, she took out the potion.

Her mother spotted it and glared. "Why do you have that?!"

Hazel uncapped it. "Κάντε το υγρό σε ομίχλη και το βάζουμε σε εκείνο το φρικτό μάγισσα."

She repeated it over and over again as the potion turned to mist and started to go towards her mom.

Her mother rushed towards the cage and opened it with ease. She stood in there with Frank in a headlock. "Stop the spell or he dies." Without saying any words, a dagger appeared in her hands.

"Don't stop!" Frank gasped. "Keep going!"

Hazel hesitated for a second before she kept going. She worried that Frank was going to die.

"Don't worry about me. If you stop, then you lose your powers." He told her.

But the hidden message was, if this works and I don't die, then we can be together.

Her mother pressed her dagger into his side. Frank screamed in pain.

Hazel tried to ignore his screams as she watched the mist go into her mother's body.

Blood was pouring down his side and the screaming stopped.

Hazel didn't want to look. Tears were in her eyes as her mother started screaming and coughing.

She looked down at the empty potion bottle before closing her eyes. She knew she had one more thing to do.

"Όχι μαγεία." Hazel said.

There was a bright green flash then nothing. There were two thuds to the floor.

Hazel rushed over to Frank and immediately tried a healing spell but her words were getting muffled over her sobs.

"Don't die, please don't die." She whispered. "I love you Frank."

She tried to take some calming breaths, but couldn't.

"Θεραπεύστε τον." She said. "Θεραπεύστε τον. Θεραπεύστε τον!"

Her friend, soulmate was dead. And she couldn't save him.

She just bent over him and cried. "I'm sorry Frank. I'm so sorry."

A white light shined over him. In his place was a budding of a plant in a small pot.

"F-Frank…" She looked at the small plant. "I'll take care of you." She wiped her tears. "D-Don't worry."

Hazel planted Frank in her backyard. Her mother had no idea why she kept going out there to talk to the little plant, but she didn't think much of it.

Ever since that night, Hazel's mother didn't remember much of her witch life. She was nicer and much more relaxed now.

Emily, Hazel finally learned Frank's mother's name, was out back with her, looking at her use to be son. Hazel learned that he was going to grow into a cherry blossom tree, Hazel's favorite.

"I'm so sorry." Hazel whispered.

"Hazel, you did everything you could. He's…He's in a better place now. He did this to save you."

"I know." She sniffed. "But I couldn't save him."

Emily wiped away some of Hazel's tears. "It's going to be okay. You'll see him again, one day."

Hazel slowly nodded.

She sat there late into the night, before her mother forced her inside of the house.

She looked at the budding tree. "I love you Frank. Goodnight."

The End