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Aria giggled at the two of them playing. She shifted Calhoun to sit more comfortably and leaned down to kiss Magnus’ forehead. She started gently stroking his head and leaned back when the movie began.

Magnus smiled happily and moved to hold on Aria’s hand, his body completely relaxed against her. That familiar opening made him smile and watched as his son was transfixed by the orange and white sunrise, then jumping up and down when he saw animals, “Giraffe.” Magnus pointed to the various animals, naming them all for his son.

Aria giggled and gently held Magnus down, seeing as he was more exited than Calhoun. She kissed his forehead again, then Sat Calhoun down in her lap properly to watch the movie.

Aria smiled at him softly. “That would be nice!” She closed her eyes and let out a deep breath, forcing herself to relax. He wasn’t evil. Ho wouldn’t do the same. He wouldn’t.

Her head snapped up when she heard footsteps outside. She moved away from Magnus and leaned against the headboard, drawing her knees up to her chest. She gave Magnus a fearful look and instinctively reached out to take his hand.

Penelope walked into the room with clothes in hand, nearly dropping them when she saw them together. He face went red from furious energy, but Magnus stayed where he was, giving her a level look, “Penelope.” He greeted in a neutral voice, answered only when she stormed over to him and slapped him hard across the face. Magnus was shocked, but worked his jaw and moved to stand, “Nice to see you to-“

"Get out." Penelope grit out, "Leave your evil someplace else that isn’t where Aria and I shall sleep. Now or I will call Master Alder." Magnus sighed and shook his head, leaving the book on Aria’s bed. "Are you alright?" She asked Aria, worry in her eyes.

Aria flinched when Penelope slapped him, but couldn't do anything but watch. She pulled the book towards herself and looked up at Penelope. "Yeah, I... I'm fine." She watched as Magnus left, then rested her head on her knees. "He wasn't doing anything, actually... He's not evil. He doesn't seem evil."

"I like that one, lots of happy, talking animals and singing." He grinned and looked up at his naked son before moaning, "Simbaaaaa!" Calhoun had no idea what he was talking about, but still giggled and squirmed, kicking in Magnus’ arms.

Aria raised an eyebrow, but smiled at Magnus and Calhoun. She put the dvd in and moved next to Mangus on the couch, then leaned her head on his shoulder.

Magnus made Calhoun ‘crash’ onto his chest and moved to Aria’s lap. Calhoun moved to crawl over Magnus’ face to sit on Aria’s lap, and also happened to be sitting on Magnus’ hair.

Aria giggled at the two of them playing. She shifted Calhoun to sit more comfortably and leaned down to kiss Magnus’ forehead. She started gently stroking his head and leaned back when the movie began.

Magnus felt his eyes tear up at the images and when they were over slowly moved to wrap his arms around the girl, depite knowing better. “Don’t be sorry, it wasn’t your fault.” He whispered, moving to stroke her hair lightly and keeping his hands at a respectable distance away from any of her ‘bad spots’. “No one deserves that, ever.” He whispered, tears dripping onto her shoulder

Aria tensed up, but then carefully cuddled against Magnus. She felt his tears soak through her clothes, but didn’t push him away. It was the first time in years that someone comforted her… And she was certain that, even if he was evil, she would stay.

He pulled back after a moment and put his hands on either side of her face, “I-I don’t know if I can do magic… but I kept journals of everything that happened… I can read them to you, it will take a while to find the entry, but when I do, I will show it to you… maybe you’ll be able to read it yourself by then.” He kissed her forehead, wanting to comfort her.

Aria smiled at him softly. "That would be nice!" She closed her eyes and let out a deep breath, forcing herself to relax. He wasn't evil. Ho wouldn't do the same. He wouldn't.

Her head snapped up when she heard footsteps outside. She moved away from Magnus and leaned against the headboard, drawing her knees up to her chest. She gave Magnus a fearful look and instinctively reached out to take his hand.

Aria smiled a bit. “I’d be glad if you showed me!” Then she closed her eyes and concentrated. Soon, pictures would come up, with the matching emotion. They would move a bit, tell their story, and disappear again.

The first picture was Aria, with a new master. A gather old man, beard, and didn’t look like the kind to be good to hi slaves. His son, however, was nice to Aria - showed her around, and generally took care of her. Treated her wounds when the master had beat her. Everything was fine for a while, and the son would just occasionally ask her for a favour. When she did something wrong, for the first time, he beat her - but treated the wounds afterwards. Aria didn’t think too much of it. But it gradually got worse. The son got worse than his father, beating her just for the sake of it. Then, one night, he tried to… ‘Touch her’, as Magnus had put it earlier. Aria ran away, and was found by the master Magnus had bought her from. That was four years ago. Aria lowered her hand and looked away, blushing. “That’s why… I’m sorry.” She said in a small voice and curled up again, her eyes distant.

Magnus felt his eyes tear up at the images and when they were over slowly moved to wrap his arms around the girl, depite knowing better. “Don’t be sorry, it wasn’t your fault.” He whispered, moving to stroke her hair lightly and keeping his hands at a respectable distance away from any of her ‘bad spots]. “No one deserves that, ever.” He whispered, tears dripping onto her shoulder

Aria tensed up, but then carefully cuddled against Magnus. She felt his tears soak through her clothes, but didn't push him away. It was the first time in years that someone comforted her... And she was certain that, even if he was evil, she would stay.

Magnus looked over to Aria, slightly worried about her but not wanting to worry their son, “There are so many movies! Mama is going to pick one out for us to watch, maybe even the one you’re named after!” If Aria was about to pick Wreck It Ralph out of the large pile, he’d honestly be surprised. But was happy to watch anything, just as long as they were together.

Aria hesitated for a moment, then picked out the Lion King. “How’s this?” She asked with an almost shy smile, holding the dvd case up.

"I like that one, lots of happy, talking animals and singing." He grinned and looked up at his naked son before moaning, "Simbaaaaa!" Calhoun had no idea what he was talking about, but still giggled and squirmed, kicking in Magnus’ arms.

Aria raised an eyebrow, but smiled at Magnus and Calhoun. She put the dvd in and moved next to Mangus on the couch, then leaned her head on his shoulder.

She could do magic! How exciting! He moved to scoot closer, curiosity in his eyes. “I won’t tell a soul about it.” He moved to hold onto her hand lightly, nodding slightly. “I wasn’t aware you could do magic, it’s another thing we’ll have to do together, in secret of course.” He smiled friendly at her, trying to make her feel safe.

Aria smiled softly and looked up at him. “It’s… not really magic. Well, I don’t think it is. I was born with it.” She nodded at the idea and gave him a warm smile, or at least warmer than before. She raised two fingers to his temple and rested them there lightly. “Are you ready? She asked quietly. “It’s… not necessarily nice to watch. But you should know.”

"It’s interesting, regardless I won’t say a word." He closed his eyes and nodded when he asked if he was ready, "There is a spell to do this I’ve seen… if it works, I’ll show you why the family here hates me."

Aria smiled a bit. “I’d be glad if you showed me!” Then she closed her eyes and concentrated. Soon, pictures would come up, with the matching emotion. They would move a bit, tell their story, and disappear again.

The first picture was Aria, with a new master. A gather old man, beard, and didn’t look like the kind to be good to hi slaves. His son, however, was nice to Aria - showed her around, and generally took care of her. Treated her wounds when the master had beat her. Everything was fine for a while, and the son would just occasionally ask her for a favour. When she did something wrong, for the first time, he beat her - but treated the wounds afterwards. Aria didn’t think too much of it. But it gradually got worse. The son got worse than his father, beating her just for the sake of it. Then, one night, he tried to… ‘Touch her’, as Magnus had put it earlier. Aria ran away, and was found by the master Magnus had bought her from. That was four years ago. Aria lowered her hand and looked away, blushing. “That’s why… I’m sorry.” She said in a small voice and curled up again, her eyes distant.

"Well that’s why we’re going to learn." He said happily, giggling like Calhoun was as he get the movies, his hand in Aria’s own. Calhoun returned a few moments later wearing nothing and climbed onto the couch, "You’re still sticky Calhoun." Magnus said with a laugh, laying down quickly on Aria’s lap and taking the boy in his arms to make him in a ‘superman’ position, earning an excited squeal from his son.

Aria rolled her eyes, but smiled at the two of them. She still seemed a bit absent, her eyes anyway, but tried to hide it. She kneeled down in front of the pile of Disney dvd’s and gave Magnus some time to play with Calhoun. He was much better at it anyway.

Magnus looked over to Aria, slightly worried about her but not wanting to worry their son, “There are so many movies! Mama is going to pick one out for us to watch, maybe even the one you’re named after!” If Aria was about to pick Wreck It Ralph out of the large pile, he’d honestly be surprised. But was happy to watch anything, just as long as they were together.

Aria hesitated for a moment, then picked out the Lion King. "How's this?" She asked with an almost shy smile, holding the dvd case up.

"For both you and Calhoun. I’ll let you guys choose though. There are a lot of really good ones." Calhoun was pouting, but stayed quiet and Magnus kissed his head for good measure. He hugged Aria back, just trying to get back away from Magnus. Then tried to get away from her as well and run away, probably to be naked.

Aria held her hands up when Magnus said they could choose. “I don’t know anything about Disney… At all.” She rolled her eyes when Calhoun ran off, but let him go. “As long as he doesn’t do that at a friend’s house later on…” She got up and wrapped an arm around Magnus, leaning her head on his shoulder as she watched Calhoun run.

"Well that’s why we’re going to learn." He said happily, giggling like Calhoun was as he get the movies, his hand in Aria’s own. Calhoun returned a few moments later wearing nothing and climbed onto the couch, "You’re still sticky Calhoun." Magnus said with a laugh, laying down quickly on Aria’s lap and taking the boy in his arms to make him in a ‘superman’ position, earning an excited squeal from his son.

Aria rolled her eyes, but smiled at the two of them. She still seemed a bit absent, her eyes anyway, but tried to hide it. She kneeled down in front of the pile of Disney dvd's and gave Magnus some time to play with Calhoun. He was much better at it anyway.

Aria shook her head. “I have scars, but… That’s not what I meant.” She looked at him shyly, allowing him to move closer. “I meant I could… Show you.” This time she put two fingers to her temple, then moved them to hover over his. She dropped her hand and looked away nervously. “You asked why I ran. I can’t explain it. I can show you.”

She could do magic! How exciting! He moved to scoot closer, curiosity in his eyes. “I won’t tell a soul about it.” He moved to hold onto her hand lightly, nodding slightly. “I wasn’t aware you could do magic, it’s another thing we’ll have to do together, in secret of course.” He smiled friendly at her, trying to make her feel safe.

Aria smiled softly and looked up at him. "It's... not really magic. Well, I don't think it is. I was born with it." She nodded at the idea and gave him a warm smile, or at least warmer than before. She raised two fingers to his temple and rested them there lightly. "Are you ready? She asked quietly. "It's... not necessarily nice to watch. But you should know."