SPOV

That night I had a horrible dream. I was chained to a wall and a cloaked figure with glowing red eyes stood over me.

"Tell me where the stone is and I may let you live."

"Never!" I yelled back.

"Then suffer!" The figure raised a wand and suddenly I was filled with unimaginable pain.

"Tell me!" The figure screamed.

"No!"

The pain was released and I gasped for air. The figure glowing red eyes seemed to grow ever redder as he stared down at my heaving body.

"If your own well-being can't convince you then maybe your family will!"

Suddenly they were in front of me, experiencing the same pain I had only moments before. My screams mingled with theirs and echoed off the walls.

PPOV

"Are you sure?"

"Puck we've been through this, I'm 100% sure that my sister is head over heels for you!" Daphne sighed, exasperated.

She and I were having one of our frequent midnight conversations we had been having since she had found my *cough* Journal *cough* and read it.

"But we are always fighting."

"You're always pranking her, when you're not fighting she totally can't hide it!"

"I think she hides it pretty well."

"That's because your too busy trying to hide your own feelings to notice her glancing at you over the table or grinning like an idiot every time you're nice to her."

"But she always insults me!"

"Says the boy who hasn't called her by her first name in over a year."

"You have a point" I admitted.

"Of course I do Puck, come on I found another quiz" She squealed, sounding more like herself.

"Not another one" I groaned.

"If you don't do it I'll wake up Sabrina and show her where you hide your diary."

"It's a journal, not a diary!"

"Whatever. Just do it."

"Fine Marshmallow"

She squealed again, pulled out the magazine and began the quiz of doom.

"What do you think looks best on your crush? A) Fancy dresses or skirts B) Jeans and a t-shirt or C) Sweatpants.

"C"

"What do you like best about your crush? A) Her looks B) Her personality C) What's not to like?"

"C again"

"What is," But suddenly Daphne was interrupted by a piercing scream coming from Sabrina's room.

"Sabrina!" I flew up and began to fly as fast I could to her room, the rest of the family on my heels. When we got there Sabrina was thrashing around screaming names.

"DAPHNE! RED! MR. CANSIS! GRANNY! UNCLE JAKE! MOM! DAD! BASIL!"

Red was crying now, and then I heard my name.

"PUCK!"

I acted, hovering over the bed I pinned her just long enough so I could rub the base of her spine. The moment my fingers touched the spot she quieted down enough for me to wake her. When she saw me she lurched forward. I took her in my arms and rocked back and forth, back and forth as she sobbed.

"It was terrible Puck; he just kept hurting everyone over and over again."

After a few minutes she stopped crying but she was still trembling slightly.

"Do you want some hot chocolate?" I asked remembering her fondness for chocolate. She nodded and I picked her up bridal style. As I carried her downstairs I notice that the rest of the family, trusting me to take care of her, had gone back to bed.

I placed her at the kitchen table and instantly missed the feeling of her in my arms. It must have shown on my face because she asked,

"Are you ok?"

I smiled at the thought that she was concerned and replied "I thought you could read my mind."

"It toned down at bit, I can only hear it if I focus."

I was still smiling as I set the hot chocolate to boil. Turning round I saw her shiver slightly so I went and got her a quilt. When I placed it over her she looked confused.

"Why are you being so nice to me?"

Before I could stop myself the words I really wanted to say ran across my mind, because I love you and hate to see you scared.

"No reason" I replied praying she hadn't heard, judging by the look on her face though she had.

"You heard that didn't you? Gah, I'm such an idiot."

"I love you too." She whispered so quietly I almost missed it.

I stared at her now red face for a second; did she just say what I thought she said? In a burst of bravery I pulled her into a kiss. She kissed back and I was in heaven.

The moment was sadly broken by the timer telling us the hot chocolate was ready. I reluctantly pulled away and poured it into two mugs and Sabrina led the way to the living room. We sat down on the couch and Sabrina threw the quilt over us. We sat there for a few minutes, thinking about what had just happened before Sabrina spoke.

"Does this mean we're dating?" She asked, running her fingers through her now short hair, a sure sign she was nervous.

"Only if you want to" I replied equally nervous.

"Then I say yes"

I chuckled and pulled her so she was closer to me and I had my arms around her. She snuggled into my chest and we fell asleep like that, both of us with small smiles, the nightmare forgotten.