raise above

Charlie Douglas is what you call useless in the magical world- especially for a fea. He loves to read. If he wasn’t in his family’s bakery he would be in the library. His favorite books were and still are anything historical which he got confused when he found a small battered book in a small box with others just like it.

He decided to read it. He could read for hours so by the time dinner was served he already read 100 pages of the book. In that time he figured out that it was the old head and why she was so great. Why people highly respected her. All her thoughts and feelings were written down so she was more clear of a head  and decide better.

“What book are you reading?” his mother asks “is it another historical one?”

“uuhh yes it is historical.” Charlie replied. “its about the old head” he paused “I think it the only one in the library. Why?”

“Say nothing Cyrus” his farther told his mother

“But dad why not?” Charlie asks “why can’t you say anything?”

“Nothing you should worry about now no more questions” his father said.

“but dad-“ Charlie started

“quiet” his father hissed,

After dinner he went to finish the book. He opened is door and found that his room was a mess so he spent the next little while cleaning it up. While looking for the book.

“hey mum where is my -?” Charlie starts to ask, when he noticed the book on the table with his parents whispering about it. he hid to listen

“he can’t continue to read this” his father said “he will get the idea of what it was like”

“I know but what can we do thought?” his mother asks. “we can’t let him have it.”

“we need to tell the head.” His father said “he needs to know that there are still ruminates of the old way”

Charlie left and went to search his room. After 5 minutes he found the box of books he found that book in and then found the dates on the pages of a book. These dates are just after when his best friend died.

‘dear diary

The Douglass are my closes advisers. I care not weather they of noble blood. Their son Charlie is just the cutest. The same with his friend. But the friend is dead. killed by his father. I think they were in a relationship but his father doesn’t like that they are. I also think that Dean will kill me. To who ever reads this hear a spell I haven’t tried to raise the dead’

It got ripped in half there is no spell. He will need to find it to raise he.

The reception of the current head and the reception of the old head are completely different. So Charlie decided to raise the old head. He grew up on tales how the old head was a great leader and she died before Charlie was born apparently. Well he must of found it because here he is standing in front of a resurrected women. He celebrated a little before the women disappears. 

“Oh shiiii –“ Charlie panics and runs. The women goes to the head office. Everybody stares trying to figure out who she is and how she got there. Everyone loves the iridescent look of the frosting on cupcake, and everyone knew the Charlie Douglas is so conscientious of them. Which was confusing when the eyes of these people are iridescent looking. They knew right then and there that Charlie had done this.

Charlie goes home and his mother is sitting at the kitchen table.

“hi mum” Charlie said as casually as he could. “how’s it going?”

“What were you thinking?” his mother asked

“What do you mean?”

“I got a call from your father that the old head. The weak is at the office.” His mother said

“really?” Charlie said trying to be in disbelief. “how – uh – how do?”

“I don’t know Charlie how did she get there.?” His mother said “Charlie your infamous iriddesent look of her made people realize that you did it. You are out”

“but can’t I -“ Charlie started to ask.

“no Charlie this is all but a culmination of your preconceived ideas of becoming more than a baker” his mother yelled. “we tried to accept that you were gay but as well as raising the dead.” she scoffs “that is something else entirely. I am insanely disappointed in you.”

Charlie stood at the entrance of the barrier that protects the magical world and the human world, as the belligerent head started to speak.

“Charlie Douglas. You are here by banished from the magical world. Your surreptitiousness of raising the dead is a threat. What do you say?”

“Well, I don’t disagree, but I might add that I have been vehemently trying to show everyone that we could be more than outcasts or what you were born into and if me being banished from here makes people realize on that then so be it.”

“Now go. Leave and never come back.” The head said Charlie shrugged his shoulders and leaves. Smirking knowing, he got through to some people. As the boarder closes he could hear his parents and the head doing damage control as there was some uproar of what he said.

After 2 weeks Charlie found a small town and he made sure he couldn’t be any other than human. He wouldn’t be safe if he was like who he is now. When he got there it started to rain and he rushes to find shelter and he got under with another man.

“hi I’m Dantae” he introduced himself as. Dantae what a lovely name Charlie thought as he looked over his face. The brown chocolate eyes and the dazzling smile. He caught his eye.

“ oh im gay” he said “sorry uh Charlie actually”

"well Charlie i think this will be a start to a great friendship do you reckon"

"yep" Charlie said maybe more he thought.