"So, um..welcome to my home." Harry awkwardly scratches the back of his neck. "It's not much, but we'll be safe here."

Niall stared in awe as he noticed the bookshelf filled with tons of books (most likely spell books), and the beakers and test tubes filled with chemicals Harry had probably created. Then the blonde came across a giant pot with a green substance boiling inside of it. "What's this, Harry? Will my fingers fall off if I touch it? Ooh! Or maybe I'll be able to see my future! Tell me!" Niall exclaimed like a little kid.

The witch chuckled. All the ghost's assumptions of to what the boiling substance could do, were all far from what it really was. "No, Niall. But you'd probably burn your tongue if you didn't take a second to blow on it before taking a sip."

"Wait...so it's edible?"

"Mhmm.." Harry hummed, nodding his head.

Liam decided to speak up as well, asking with interest, "so, what is it?"

"My special homemade gumbo." The witch proudly states. Just as he was about to ask them if they wanted to have a taste, the grumbling of all four of their stomachs at the same time answered Harry's unspoken question.

Liam, Niall and Louis were ushered by Harry to his living room, being told "you are my guests, let me serve you." As the curly haired boy went to fix them up his special gumbo for breakfast.

They each took a seat on Harry's furniture. Liam and Niall taking the couch while Louis sat on the recliner. A second later, Harry came back with four bowls in a tray, carefully placing it on the coffee table then gestured for them to grab a bowl and a spoon.

"Umh, no thanks, mate. I'm not a big fan of spoons." Liam admits, a slight blush coating his cheeks, embarrassed of the fact that he had a phobia of spoons.

Harry dismissively waved his hand at Liam, saying, "that's perfectly understandable, Liam. But I do suggest you not to sip from the bowl, it's still quite hot and we don't want you burning your mouth." So with a wave of Harry's hand, a glittery aura beginning to form at his palm and fingers, he points his index finger at Liam's spoon and turns it into a spork.

"Woah! You're amazing!" Niall commented, getting a blush to creep onto Harry's cheeks.

"Th-thanks.."

At the corner of Harry's eyes, he could see Louis staring at him intently, but as he turned his head to him, the boy quickly looked the other way, avoiding eye contact by pretending to be interested in Harry's collection of spell books.

"Holy sh*t!" Exclaimed the ghost boy. Everyone stared at him to see what was wrong. "Harry, you're officially going to cook all of our meals. Says me. This is delicious!"

Harry, who never got complimented so much in his entire life, only blushed.

"What's in this? Do you have your own special ingredient?" Asked Liam, who savored every spoon-..spork full of the witch's gumbo.

"Yeah, I do."

"Well, tell us." Louis spoke for the first time being in Harry's cabin.

"Well, uh...it's kale."

A choking sound came from none other than the blonde ghost, taking Harry by surprise.

Oh no, did he not like it?

Was he allergic?

"I never knew kale could taste this good!"

And that's how the four ended up in a comfortable silence. Indulging in the delightful taste of Harry's kale gumbo.
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Niall's P.O.V

These past few hours served as the best hours of my whole dead-but-alive existence! These people I am currently lounging around with seem to be really cool. Well, aside from Louis' attitude, he's not that bad. I'm sure he just needs time to open up.

As for Harry, he's great! I've noticed how many times he's blushed every time he gets complimented. I think he's never been praised this many times before, nor have been acknowledged. Just because he was a witch didn't mean he'd try to cause chaos in your village. You just gotta get to know them first.

And Liam...hmm...don't tell him this buuuuuuut IthinkIhaveacrushonhim. Shhhh!!!! He can't know! He mustn't know! I just can't help but secretly melt every time I see those chocolate colored eyes. They resemble a puppy's, which is kind of accurate in a way cause he was a werewolf.

After having the best breakfast I've ever had, I turned to the vampire guy, who was staring right out the window with the sun shining against his face.

"Omg Louis you're gonna burn!"

"No, I won't."

"But-"

"Don't tell me you believe in the 'vampires will die when exposed to sunlight' shit." He told me, but not in a mean way. More like in a joking way, but still serious.

"...do you sparkle?"

"Oh god, no. What are humans making up these days?" I simply shrug my shoulders, then turned my attention to the puppy-eyed boy.

He looked deep in thought. His brows furrowed with a small frown on his face. What was he thinking about?

"Liam?"

"Hmm?" He hums, still not looking at me.

"Whatcha thinking about?"

He stops his train of thoughts to glance at me, then sighs. "The prophecy."

"Yeah?? What about it?"

"It doesn't-..we don't know what this prophecy is. Except for the fact that we'll be apart of some battle. But battle for what? Why is there a battle? It's just..ugh." He groaned, burying his face in his hands.

I rubbed his back soothingly to help him relax. "Don't stress about that, Li." Okay...I've just given him a nickname... Is that bad?

"But what if-"

"I agree with Niall." Harry backs me up. "We shouldn't be worrying about that now. Besides, shouldn't we be getting to know each other?"

All of us were silent for a second, so he quickly adds in. "If you guys want to, that is."

Harry's P.O.V

And there goes my awkwardness...

"Of course! I'll start." Niall happily obliges.

Oh thank goodness.

"Okay, so my full name is Niall James Horan, I'm 22, and I'm a ghost."

Next was Liam.

"My full name is Liam James Payne-"

"Hey! We share the same middle name!" Niall points out.

"Yeah, I guess we do..." I notice how the two of them stare into each other's eyes before Liam snaps out to finish his introduction. "Oh! Where was I? Um, yeah, I'm also 22, and I'm a werewolf."

They like each other omg

I then turn to Louis, who looked at me with a face saying 'do I have to?' and I nodded. He sighed before saying,

"I'm Louis William Tomlinson, 23, and I'm a vampire. There, happy, curly?" I nodded over to him, trying to hide the blush creeping onto my cheeks because he called me CURLY. Nobody has ever nicknamed me before.

"Guess it's just me now. So, m'Harry Edward Styles, 21, and I'm a witch."

"Awwww, you're the baby in the group." Niall cooed.

I did my best to make a pouty face but ended up smiling with my dimples on display.

"He's so cute! Look at those dimples! Can I poke them?"

"Niall, you can't just ask someone if you can poke their dimples." Liam says, chuckling at how excited the blonde boy was.

"Yeah, Niall. You just gotta lunge forward and poke them when they aren't expecting it."

"Wait, what?" I was surprised when Louis joined in the conversation, and just as I look back at him, a finger poked one of my dimples, and I see a smirk on the vampire's face.

He's being hot again oh my...

"Did you just-?"

"Yes. Now can you tell us where we're all going to be sleeping? Not that I sleep, but a room to myself would be good, I need my space." My mouth turned into a small frown when he said that he needed space. Did he not like our company?

"Uh, sure. But I only have two extra rooms-"

"It's alright, H. I'll take the couch." Liam says. Before I could protest he adds in, "I'm going to have to leave in the night, full moon thing and all. So it's best for me to be out here, so I won't disturb you guys."

"Okay. Louis, Niall, follow me."

We walk past my own room, then I point to the two doors opposite of each other, letting them pick which room they preferred.

"I'm taking the right one." Says Niall as he opens the door to find a single bed in the corner, a nightstand and a light bulb hanging on top.

"I can help redecorate this if you want? Add more stuff, make it homey, it's fine."

"You can do that?" He asks in wonder.

I nodded, smiling at him when he told me he wanted the room to be blue with some posters of food on the wall. I didn't question why, just used my magic to give him what he wanted.

He tackled me in a hug once I was done, saying, "I still can't believe you guys can see and hear and as well not go through me. I've been invisible for so long.."

"Now you're not. At least to us, you aren't. We're happy we get to see you and your bright smile."

We pulled away and I left him be to get comfortable in his new room. I spun around and find Louis already sitting on the single bed inside the room that was next to mine.

"Do you want me to, umh-?" Gosh, why am I so nervous whenever I'm in front of him? Yes, I admit, he's very attractive and hot and very intimidating and...is now standing very close to me.

"U-uh..Louis?"

No response. His eyes show no emotion but had a tint of red in them.

"Louis?"

Still, he was staring directly at the side of my neck, licking his lips and I saw a glimpse of his fangs.

Was he going to bite me?

"L-Lou...?" I shakily say, not liking how he isn't responding. I'll admit, I have a slight fear of blood, and knowing that Louis feeds off of the red liquid makes me kind of nauseous.

Finally, Louis snaps out of whatever trance he was in, then apologized. "I'm sorry, I-..I'll be back. Thank you, by the way."

That's the last thing he said before he rushed out the door, leaving me wondering if he actually tried to drink my blood because of his thirst.

Okay, so here's chappy 7! Yay! I'm sorry if I'm not updating this book frequently, I was supposed to make this after I finished my book Black Magic, but I got too excited (lol) and created it already.

So I hope it's not gonna bother y'all that this will be updated slowly. Well, until BM is done.(trust me I don't want BM to end I love it so much.)

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~Zenpai