Maybe she could answer his question. She might not possess any magic but she had been married to his dad for twenty years and had known him for even longer.
She also taught a mythological class at the university because of her love for all things myth-related. Love potions had appeared throughout myths taking on various forms, so his mom might know if any of the myths had credibility to them.
"Have you ever heard of a love potion with credibility?" He asked casually, trying to not let his mom know just how anxious he was to hear her answer. "Or if Dad mentioned a potion of that sort?"
She tapped the spatula to her cheek, going deep into thought. "I've never seen a spell or recipe for one personally, but I do remember an old classmate of mine boasting about creating one. I don't think she was a witch, though."
"What was her name?" As he waited for her to answer he thought about the possible classmates that his mom may have had.
She had attended the same high school that he was now going to. Then he thought about everything that he knew about Luna. He remembered Lyla telling him that both of Luna's parents had met and dated during high school and he knew that her dad had attended their school because his picture with his name hung in the trophy case. A feeling of trepidation started to fill him. His mom turned back to the stove. "Her name was Phoebe. Phoebe Welsh."
Luna's aunt's name was Phoebe. He would sometimes hear Isaac gushing about her lemonade. "Did she have a sister?"
"She did, actually. A younger one. I think her name may have been Tess...something. Why the sudden interest?" She laid a plate in front of him. A perfectly golden egg roll and baked asparagus lay steaming on the white porcelain dish. She then sat a bowl of rice down, a glass of water following it next.
"I think I may have accidentally drank her niece's love potion." He said nonchalantly. His mom looked at him with a worried expression. "It's fine. I only felt its effects for a second."
"Good, it means the little witch messed up." Her voice was filled with spite.
"Or the effects were canceled out since I'm already in love with her." He chuckled. Most spells that were intended to change a person's feelings would automatically cancel out if that person was already feeling that way.
"Luna Ravenwood is Phoebe's niece!" Mark was pretty sure that this was the first time that he had seen his mom this surprised. Not since his tenth birthday when his powers developed. He had accidentally burned a hole in the living room wall with his finger.
After finishing dinner, he grabbed a quick shower. He now lay on his bed. Light sparked from his fingertips to create the constellations on his ceiling.
From his conversation with his mom and the water bottle incident, he was pretty sure that little Miss Goodie Two Shoes was a witch. He was also convinced that he had drunk a love potion that was intended for Adam. The only thing that he wasn't sure of was why it didn't affect him. Was his joke earlier correct? Did the natural feelings that he possesses toward her cancel out the fake ones that the potion was supposed to create? Did a love potion even follow the basic rules of potions.
He wasn't feeling the effects...but she wouldn't know that. A smile splayed itself on his face as a plan formed.
* * *
Luna shuffled through the spells in a frenzied state. Papers rained down onto the floor around her. "There has to be a way to reverse it!" Her voice rang with hysteria.
Isaac picked the spells up from the floor. "Look at it this way, at least you won't have to worry about him bullying you anymore." He said teasingly.
"That's not funny! I took away his free will. This situation is not what he or I want."
Isaac gave her a curious look, a little confused with her reasoning. "Weren't you willing to take away Adam's free will?"
"That was different. Adam doesn't hate me." She sighed and threw the rest of the spells on the floor.
Isaac was right. She was trying to take away someone's free will and it backfired on her. She laid down on her aunt's bed in defeat, a heavy sigh escaping from her as the realization of her actions hit her full force. "It's not different, is it? Maybe this is my punishment for messing with things." And it probably was. There was a good reason as to why one shouldn't try to forcibly change another person, and it was especially true when trying to force someone to love someone that they didn't. And witches were always punished for trying to mess with things that they shouldn't.
Isaac ran his hand over the top of her hair in a way to comfort her. "It's not punishment. If you were to be punished then you would be, but not Mark. He's the victim. . .never thought I would say that." Despite the turmoil that was rolling around inside her, she laughed.
"Thanks." She took the spells from him and placed them back in their hidden compartment in the safe. "I think it's about time that I give Aunt Phoebe a call," she said with finality as she closed the door to the safe.
She grabbed her phone and clicked on her contacts. Scrolling down until she found her aunt's number, she clicked on it. I really should save her number to my speed dial.
The phone went straight to voicemail, telling her that it was turned off. Leaving a quick message, she explained her current situation. "Please have a reversal spell or potion, Aunt Phoebe," Were her final words before hanging up.
"That's weird that she didn't answer."
"She was probably in a meeting." Her aunt was away this week for investment meetings so that was probably the likely reason as to why she didn't answer her phone. Luna started feeling bad that she called her aunt when she did. She should have waited until later in the evening to call her.
"I wonder if there is a universal reversal spell. Like maybe a spell or a potion that can reverse all of the spells."
Luna jumped up with new vigor. "That's it! Isaac, you're a genius." She ran down the steps taking them two at a time. Opening up the kitchen cupboard, she removed the spell book. The spellbook was a large and thick book that was disguised as a Betty Crocker cookbook. The cover made the book look like it was a normal, everyday item that one would find in a kitchen. The only problem was that it could easily be mistaken as a cookbook to their non-magical guests. Isaac's mom almost found out what it was not long after Luna's parents had passed away.
Flipping through the pages, she came to the spell that she was looking for. She read over the spell and reread it until she could memorize it without looking at the words. All she would have to do is substitute a few words into the spell to specify the target.
Tomorrow, the first chance that she got she would use this spell on Kwon. And hopefully, she will be freed from this nightmare of a situation.