Strings of Fate

176- Anticlimactic and assistance

Nothing happens. Well that was anticlimactic. “So… is something meant to happen?” Harry asks. I shrug.

“I don’t know. I’m not a Witch.” I point out.

“Well… can you let go of the bottle now?” Bellamy asks. Without hesitation, Harry opens his fingers and the GLASS bottle goes tumbling towards the floor. I gasp in horror. Bellamy’s hand snaps out and catches it at the last second.

“Oops. Talk about cat–like reflexes though.” He holds up his now free hand to Bellamy for a high–five. Bellamy just glares at him and hands me the potion bottle.

“Thanks. Good catch, Bels. Harry… I’m starting to see why Cam spelled the bottle onto your hand. Why would you just DROP the potion?” I demand.

“You said to let go. I let go.” He says unrepentantly.

“I didn’t mean- Ugh. Why am I even bothering? This is a waste of time.” A thought occurs to me and I smirk at Harry. He looks at me suspiciously.

“What? What did you just think of?” He demands. I shrug.

“Oh, nothing much. Just that I should complement Cam on how thoughtful she was to spell this bottle to your hand after what I just saw, I did promise her an update.” I say, promise in my tone. Harry’s eyes widen in horror.

“NO! Don’t do that! She already thinks I’m irresponsible!” He objects. Harry turns to Bellamy.

“I have Shifter friends, I knew you would catch it. Seriously, I did. I knew it wouldn’t get broken!” He insists. Bellamy looks tom between being smug and annoyed. Like he’s thinking “duh of course I can catch it, but you’re still an ass.” Harry looks like he’s on the verge of a panic attack. I take pity on him.

“It’s alright Harry. I won’t say anything. I know you wouldn’t have broken it. Not really.” I reassure him. Bellamy still looks doubtful, but when Harry turns to look at him with pleading eyes he gives a slight nod and I smile at him. It’s sweet that Harry is actually taking it seriously with Cam, although I doubt she realises that yet. He isn’t great at appearing like he takes anything seriously, especially himself. As is demonstrated by how he is currently licking the whiskey off his fingers.

Can I get a proper drink?” Harry asks. Bellamy glances at me and I shrug. With a sigh, Bellamy steps into the kitchen to grab a glass and returns with a drink for him. He also gets me a drink, but not whiskey. It’s not really my thing. He brings me a glass of

drinking?” Harry asks,

now. I’m having a great day. Don’t really want to dull it with alcohol.” He

Harry says in his most childish teasing

pointedly between Bellamy and I. Bellamy smirks and I

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Anticlimactic and assistance

word from you. Harass me in the group chat later or something okay?” I stare

told Bellamy I love him.” I force out. Harry looks like he is repressing a squeal. Bellamy

said it back, in

front

rolls his eyes. Then he starts heading straight

and saying noth

I need to go remind Cam that she totally owes me for helping with that delivery.” He grins and leaves in

can’t decide if having the potion is exciting or depressing. It’s like having the key to a car that doesn’t work. Sure, it’s great. You have a car and it MIGHT be useful. But unless you can get it working, all it does is take up space and make you feel guilty, particularly when you know how useful it COULD be. Bellamy agrees and

I

hand. In the office he shows me how there is a safe built in behind one of

on TV.

the safe and gives me the code. Most of what is in it is random paperwork, but there are a few other items, jewellery, weird looking artefacts. I ask about them and Bellamy explains that most of the Shifter’s spelled or confiscated items are kept here. Most of them

emails for anything urgent before we get ready for bed. I climb into the recliner and push it back as far as it goes. I have every intention of just zoning out, maybe scrolling aimlessly through some social

discuss it with. A few of my friends suggested I message this number. They said

name is Sara by the way.