Crave You

"Now, will you finally tell me who is Adalynn and what you have to do with her?" Sky asked as they entered Harry's house.

"Yes." He answered as he closed the door behind him. Sky turned around to face him, her face was filled with confusion and anger.

"Maybe you should sit." He pointed at the couch. Sky nodded and did as she was told. Harry followed her and sat next to her. There was silence for a while, Harry looked at the ground, unsure of how to tell her the truth about him.

"I know you may think that I'm lying." He paused for a moment, his face turned to her side, but his eyes looked everywhere but her. "But I'm not." He continued, his eyes finally met hers.

"I was born in 1058," He paused again. "And I died in 1085." Sky let out a breath, she was
shocked that what she had heard was true.

"I was a rebel back then, I didn't like how the king treated people... the royal family did things... horrible things. I had to do something. " He told her.

"So, the royal family killed you?" Sky asked with a small laugh.

"No, a witch killed me." He answered, Sky looked at him for a moment before speaking. "Do you remember the witch's name?"

"No, unfortunately I don't." He answered simply, his eyes never leaving hers.

"Her name," She paused. She finally started to realize what was going on. "Was it Agnes Waterhouse?" Her heart started to beat fast, she remembered what Liv had told her and she was terrified.

"Yes, that was her name. How do you?" He asked her, he was confused. How does she know about Agnes? He thought.

"Well, if you... lived in 1085 you should have known that witches were starting to be known only 315 years after that, in 1400. That means that in your time witchcraft was new and only starting its way... there was only one coven of witches, and it was Agnes' coven." She said.

"Wow, you are quite intelligent." Harry smiled. He looked at her with admiration, he was fascinated by her.

"You killed her people, but not her." Sky said, she looked at Harry in horror, she was getting more scared by every minute she was with him. Harry stayed silent, he only looked at her and moved his hand to hold hers but she backed away.

"Don't be scared of me, please." He begged. He knew that was going to happen, but he hoped it wouldn't.

"Who is Adalyyn and why everytime I hear a spirit or talk with a psychic, they mention you and her?"

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