A Magical Year (Magical trilogy book #2)

*Complete* 1976 ... Last year, Alex and Kyle visited Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry with their school. They're best friends, and more like a brother and sister. Hogwarts was not the kind of school they expected to ever visit, since it taught REAL magic. And they never expected to meet such people there, people who they'd love.
Because of this love, Alex got the ability to make some simple spells; a talent that it so rare that it's nearly impossible. Now what'll happen when Alex turns from a muggle to a part-witch? And what will the Ministry of Magic decide to do about her?


83. Love Sucks





It took Kyle a week to finally realize he should talk to me. Or maybe he realized it sooner, but never got the guts. He walked towards me, with sorry eyes and said, 

"Can I talk to you?" I was with the girls, but they disappeared right after they saw him, Alex must've known and told them or something. I didn't really want to talk. 

"I don't feel like talking, Kyle."

"Clara, please." At first I wanted to be really stubborn, but then I decided not to. 

"Talk. But make it fast. I don't want to be late for Herbology." That was a lie, I didn't have a Herbology class. 

"Alright. I just want to talk to you because you deserve an explanation."

"Kyle, there is not explanation. It took you long enough to realize that."

"Clara, I wanted to talk to you the same day everything happened, but Alex told me to leave you alone for about three days because you'd be totally mad and won't accept my apology." Alex was right. "And after the three days, things got harder, I was trying to find a way to tell you, but I had none, and that's when I decided I should tell you in the only way I can."

"I'm listening." I said crossly. 

"What Jasmine and I had wasn't real. What we have is real. I couldn't realize it then, and I'm not sure why, but it's true. I've never loved Jasmine, I only liked her and liked the way she looks. I can tell you and mean it hundred percent, you shouldn't even care about it, because you should know that you're everything to me, and that now Jasmine is nothing but a friend to me, and she said that to me herself. You should know that the way my heart beats when I'm with you - it's never beat this way for Jasmine. Your lips are the only lips mine have ever belonged to. My kiss with her felt nothing like my kisses with you. And you're far more beautiful than she is. By appearance and personality. Now I'm not gonna lie, Jasmine is a nice girl, and if you met her, you'd probably be good friends with her, and maybe that's why I even liked her! I missed you terribly then, and having someone who's almost as shy as you are, and similar to you in some ways, that made me like her. And I'm very sorry for what I did. You should know I'm not that kind, Clara. But it just happened. And I'm terribly sorry for it, and I would understand if you decided not to get back together with me, because what I did was terrible, and that's why I've never told anyone about it, not even Alex." I don't know why, but I started crying. And I hated myself for it. 

"You hurt me so bad!" 

"I know, that's why I'm sorry. And I know sorry isn't even enough, there should be a stronger word to describe how I feel, or a word that would describe how a terrible person I am."

"You're a jerk!" I said. 

"Even that's not enough." Despite everything I smiled.

"I hate you." I hate you for making me smile when I'm mad. He looked sad. I've never seen him this sad since the day we met. 

"You .. You should hate me." I wiped my tears with the palms of my hands. "I - I only came here to tell you about this all, and to apologize, but I understand that you don't want to forgive me. I mean, It would've meant the world to me if you did forgive me, but... Goodbye, I guess." Was his eyes actually a bit teary? Or was it just the effect of light? He turned to leave, but I couldn't completely forgive him. 

"Kyle." I managed to say. He turned to face me. "I'll think about it." He smile weakly and left. 






"But you didn't forgive him?" Max asked. 

"I - I couldn't. Not then, at least." She sighed. 

"Love sucks." She finally said. I nodded agreeing. 







It's been two days since I talked to Clara, tomorrow there is a Quidditch match, between the Ravenclaws and the Hufflepuffs. Which means, Max and Alex will play. 

"Quidditch mostly gets cancelled when there's a triwizard tournament." Max was saying at lunchtime. 

"Luckily they made an exception this year. I can't believe I'm gonna play in the matches." 

"Are you happy about it? I mean, you also have the tournament to worry about." I said. Alex turned to me. 

"Thanks for reminding me, Kyle!" I laughed at that. 

"I'm just saying." 

"Guys, let's go to the Shrieking Shack." Remus suggested. 

"Isn't it too small for us all?" I asked. 

"No it's not. I like it better than here. I mean, of course I love the Great Hall, but I feel like spending some time in the Shrieking Shack now."

"Alright." Alex said. "Why not?" They all agreed. 




The Woomping Willow was the hardest part of it. Of course, to get into the Shrieking Shack, you must survive the Woomping Willow. James, Lily, Remus, Peter, Sirius and Max got in first, followed by Alex. Clara and I were going last, I kind of think they did that on purpose. 

"You go first, It'll take me a while." She said.

"It's okay, I can wait." 

"I don't like this tree." She said sheepishly. She walked towards it, and then stopped. But the tree moved, one of its branches almost hitting Clara so hard that she would've probably fainted, at least. Or broken a bone or two. 

"CLARA!" I shouted and jumped to knock her on the ground. She shouted. I succeeded in protecting her, but the thing is, when I left my arm to protect her, the branch hit me. 

It was too painful, that I couldn't talk for a few seconds. 

"Kyle? Are you alright?" She asked, actually worried. I pointed at my arm. "Oh my God! Kyle, I think we should go to Madam Pomfrey, that's really hurt badly!" 

And there we went. We still didn't tell anyone about it, we couldn't, I had to go there as fast as possible. The pain was unbearable. 

"My! That's very broken!" Madam Pomfrey said as she saw my arm. "You're lucky it's you're arm, kid. It can be healed, but it will need two weeks. If it was your neck, you would've probably been dead by now. You'll spend the night here. Drink this. Twice a day." 

She gave me some sort of potion, it helped a bit. And then she wrapped my arm, the way they do in muggles' hospitals. Madam Pomfrey left then, which kept us alone; Clara and I. 

"You - you didn't have to come. I'm sorry I knocked you down. Was it painful?" Clara shot me a look.

"Are you kidding me? You saved my life, you heard what madam Pomfrey said, if it was my neck I would've been dead! That branch was going o hit me. That would have definitely been more painful than a bump to the ground. Thank you Kyle."

"You shouldn't be thanking me, it's nothing. I had to do it."

"You definitely hadn't to." I smiled. We were silent for a while, we just sat there. "I should probably call Alex." She said standing up. 

"No. stay. Khalleki." I said. 


"I said Khalleki. It's one of the few words I know the meaning of in Arabic." She smiled, and looked interested.

"What does it mean?" 

"It means, stay." 

"Do you know how to speak Arabic?" She raised an eyebrow. 

"Well, I already told you, I know the meaning of this word and a couple of other words, but I do know a song that I like. My mother once had a Lebanese friend and she once told her that this song was her favorite. Mom listened to it, and then so did I. I looked for its translation, and I loved its word's meanings." 

"Sing it to me." And I did. I laughed a bit, because I knew I missed up with most of the words, but I remembered the song's melody and the word "Khalleki" which are probably the most important parts.

By the end of it, she smiled. It was like she knew what the words meant. Then we spoke, we spoke at the same time, which made us laugh. 

"You go first."

"No, you go first. I insist." She said. 

"um, I was only going to ask you if you've been thinking ... you know, about what we talked about?"

"And I was going to say it never really needed thinking. I know how sorry you are, and I know you're not gonna do it again. And it's history now. Besides, you saved my life, I can't say not to that."

"I only did it because I love you." I said in a low voice.

"Well, guess what?" She said. "I love you too." And she leaned and kissed me. 




~Author's Note~

Hello guys, how're you doing? 

I just wanted to give you the link to the song Kyle sang, just in case you wanted to listen to it. 

So here it is, it's called, "La trouhy." (Don't Go) 


There's a translation of it in the comments. 

It just kind of, like, rang in my head when Kyle said stay and I like the song. 

Hope you like it. Tell me in the comments if you do- or don't.

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