A/N Elle here i posted cause it Halloween and i couldn't not post... Disclaimer don't own Hp or Sherlock. ~~~~Elle

Just then, Yvana stormed in, looking murderous. The tips of her hair were flame red.

"Eilis Samantha Malfoy-Holmes! You were suppose to meet me in the park an hour ago."

She turns and reads the emotion in the room. John was crying, Sherlock and Eilis were arguing.

"What's going on?! Oh, John." She goes to comfort John. Holding him. John lends on her shoulder and cries.

Why was it he who had to leave? He was here far before Sil-sigh, her.

"You don't understand, He can't come. This is too dangerous, especially for muggles." Eilis continued her argument.

"You can't talk that way in front of two muggles, Eilis." Yvana whispered loudly to Eilis.

How dare Eilis speak that way in front of muggles. She knew there were laws against that. Wizarding laws that could have you shipped to Azkaban in a split second.

"Oh stop your charity to John. He'll be fine. He's not going anywhere. Sherlock has been asked by the highest in the land for help. Thanks to you and your stories, Potter knows about the Bond and has asked for the Holmes help." Eilis snapped towards Yvana, who she knew was Bridgette.

Bridgette was her cousin. A witch like Eilis was and Eilis's best friend. Bridgette wasn't only a witch she was a metamorphmagus, with long jet black and frosted tips that act like a mood ring though way more precise and accurate. Her green eyes sparkled when she was happy, excited, or amused and darkened with anger or sadness.

When she was holding John, her mood hair was pastel pink.

Now she had been enraged.

How could Eilis talk about John like that? And blame that its all my fault?

Bridgette was going to burst. She quickly stood and her hair grew dark red and super curly; and it seem to have heat waves coming off of it. Her eyes had cartoon flames in them. She was going to explode and Eilis knew it.

"Ummm, Yvana? What's happening?" John whispered. He was freaking out. His ex-girlfriend's best friend just turned demonic.

He couldn't believe his eyes. Her head was smoking. Her face looked sharp. She physically looked harsh.

She turned towards him, and her anger died.

"I'm sorry, John. You shouldn't have seen that. I lost control of my-" She just barely caught herself before she said the word. "It won't happen again."

John looked from Yvana to Sherlock to Whatever-Her-Name-Was. "Will someone please tell me what's going on? Where am I going? What was all-" he gestured to his ex's best friend. "-that? And why did Sherlock call you-" he pointed to his ex. "-by… not your name?"

He turned to Yvana, who looked her normal self again, with pastel pink tips again gracing her gentle, but defined, features.

She sighed and knelt at his side, despite the knee-length summer dress she was wearing.

A/N this is our shortest chapter i beleive its only a part of the 'to tell john' scene...

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