Саманта Сильвер - Sleeping With The Fishes

“I’m going to call you an ambulance,” I said, taking out my phone.

“No, call the cops, first,” Jason said. “I’m fine, physically. I’m just… actually, I’m just shocked. Give me a minute to process this.”

I called 9-1-1 and told them where to meet us, then called Chief Gary to let him know what had happened. He promised he was on his way, and I sat down next to Jason. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you about it,” I said quietly. “I wasn’t allowed to. I wanted to. I wanted to tell you so badly. But we’re not allowed to tell anyone who’s not an immediate family member.”

Jason looked at me. “Why not?”

“We’re supposed to keep ourselves secret. And I mean, I can understand it. Do you really think the reaction if the world at large found out about us would be that great?”

Jason gave me a small smile. “I imagine it would be pretty similar to what happens in X-Men.”

I laughed. “You’re such a boy. But yeah, I think you’re right. So the Witches’ Council takes these sorts of things very seriously. We’re not allowed to use magic in front of non-humans.”

“Do you refer to us as muggles?” Jason asked, and I giggled.

“No,” I replied. “Maybe as a joke from time to time.”

“This is so much to get my head around. And Charlotte, she’s a witch too?”

I nodded. “Yeah. Sophie isn’t, but her mom is. Because her mom is, Sophie’s allowed to know about us. Also, Charlotte can’t talk to animals. She can control the weather, which I can’t do, but she uses her magic very, very rarely. She’s better at it than I am though.”

“As I would expect her to be. I’m going to start calling her Hermione.”

“She’ll probably love that,” I admitted.

“So what’s going to happen now?” Jason asked. “I mean, you’ve told me about the magic. You’ve broken the rules. What are they going to do to you?”

I shrugged. “I honestly have no idea.”

Chapter 21

It didn’t take too long for me to find out. A few hours later, the police came by, arrested Jake and took our statements. Then afterwards, Chief Gary came and scolded me for not calling him before coming here, and Jason and I had a long conversation–I found out that he’d woken up twenty minutes after getting my text, immediately went to Jake’s house and had the same neighbor tell him what she told me–and drove home in the same car. There was a letter sitting on the dining room table addressed to me, but without a postmark on it.

“It just appeared there,” Bee said, staring at it suspiciously. “About two hours ago. I wouldn’t touch it. I don’t trust anything magical.”

“ I’m magical, Bee,” I said, exasperated.

“Exactly,” Bee replied, flaunting out of the room.

“Wow,” Jason said. “You just had a conversation with the cat.”

“I did,” I replied. “Although sometimes I think my life would be easier if I couldn’t speak to this particular cat.”

“I heard that!” Bee said from down the hall.

“You were meant to!” I shouted back, and Jason shook his head in amazement, going to the kitchen and grabbing himself a drink of water.

Sighing, but deciding Bee wanting to keep all the kittens was a battle for another time, I opened the letter with apprehension.

The page I pulled out of the envelope was blank, but as soon as I looked at it, words began to appear on it, as though by magic. Well, technically, it was magic, I was sure.

Angela Wilson,

You are being summoned to a council to be presided over by the current board of Witches and Wizards, due to a recent infraction of the Witches and Wizards’ Code, Article 23.1 of the 5 thdirective. Please present yourself to the Council at the following time and place:

Willow Bay Library, Upper Floor

September 29 th, 7:00pm

The upper level of the library will be enchanted so that no others may enter. You will not be allowed to present witnesses in your defense.

Should you choose not to attend, you will be presumed guilty and your magical powers revoked permanently.

Well, if that letter was intended to scare the bejeezus out of me, it certainly worked. My face paled as I read the letter over and over. My appointment was that very day! I looked at the clock; it was already three o’clock. I had just over four hours. I called the one person I knew would be better than anyone else in this situation.

“Hello?” Charlotte answered the phone.

“Listen, I know this is going to sound brusque, but I need you to not ask questions. Jake, the roommate, killed Matt Smith, I confronted him and he almost killed Jason. I had to use magic to stop him, Jason knows, and now the Witches’ Council has set up a trial for me. It’s at seven, and I’m not allowed any witnesses.”

“I’ll be there in forty minutes,” Charlotte said, hanging up the phone without another word. Charlotte was a know-it-all, and she often scolded me for getting into situations she thought were ridiculous, but she was still the best sister ever. I knew she’d have my back on this.

“Wait, how do you know that stuff?” Jason asked, picking up the letter and flipping it over. “This is totally empty.”

“Can’t you read it?” I asked him, and he shook his head.

“Weird,” I said. “It must be enchanted. I bet the only person who can read it is the person its addressed to.”

For the next forty minutes I tried not to panic too much. I sent Sophie a quick text, telling her I wasn’t going to be coming back to the clinic this afternoon. I went out to the back looked out over the yard.

Jason came out and wrapped his arms around me.

“Do you need some time away from me?” I asked. Jason looked at me, surprised.

“Why would I need that?”

“You know, to like, process this. After all, it’s a pretty big thing, finding out magic is real and your girlfriend is a witch.”

Jason wrapped his arms around me. “I don’t need any time. As far as I’m concerned, I know everything that I need to know about you. I know you love animals. I know you love your friends and family and would do anything for them. I saw the perfect example of that today. I know what lengths you go to in order to stop injustices. I know how funny you are. And I know how good you are in bed,” he finished, and I punched him lightly on the arm as he laughed. “ Those are the things that are important about a person. So you can talk to animals. So what? What I see is someone who took something she does better than anyone, and used it for good. You became a vet. You’re still the same person I fell in love with. You always have been. The only thing that’s different is now I know you can kick my butt if we ever get into a fight.”

I laughed and leaned against him. “Thanks. I appreciate it. Though it might all be moot, since it sounds like the Witches’ Council wants to take away my magical powers as punishment for telling you about my magic. The letter said if I don’t show up I automatically get found guilty, and that’s the punishment. And really, there’s no way that I won’t be found guilty. The rule says no telling or showing humans without magical powers about your magic. And I did exactly that.”

“But you did it in defense of me! I would have died if you hadn’t!” Jason argued.

“I know, but I don’t think that matters. They’re super strict about this sort of thing.”

“That’s completely ridiculous,” Jason said, shaking his head. “I want to go in there and testify.”

“You can’t,” I said. “The letter says no witnesses will be allowed in my favor, and that the upper floor of the library will be magically barricaded so no one else can come up while the meeting is happening.”