"A healing prevention spell? H-how do we undo it?"

"We can't, kid." Zayn sadly meets eyes with Aiden, "only the one who casted it can undo the spell... Or someone with greater power, but there's no one out there stronger than Simon-"

"Actually..." Zayla cuts off her uncle, "there is someone out there stronger than Simon."

"Oh? Who?" The wizard asks.

"Our dad." The Tomlinson siblings say in unison, sharing a weak smile at one another.

"Speaking of your dad," Liam suddenly speaks up, "I wonder how your uncle and brother are handling things with him."
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"Did you open the window?" Xander asks the witch boy as he enters their bedroom.

"Er... Yeah." Harry nods slowly, unsure to why he just lied to his fiancé.

The wizard hums, sitting down next to Harry on the bed, then kissing the lad on his cheek.

A smile creeps upon the witch boy's face, yet there's a nagging voice at the back of his head saying this isn't right.

It should be though, right? He's fricking engaged to him. At least, that's what he remembers, anyway.  He's known Xander for three years and only yesterday did he pop the question. They apparently celebrated and got drunk, which is the reason why he can't quite remember much.

Or anything at all, frankly.

"Xander?"

"Yes?"

"Where are my uh... Parents?"

The question catches the wizard off guard, "your parents?"

Harry nods.

"I-... You don't have parents."

"...wha-?"

"I mean-!" Xander internally face palms at his response, "they're no longer... Here..." He carefully words out, not wanting to upset the poor oblivious witch boy.

It takes a while for Harry to get it, but once he does, his face is instantly plastered with a frown, though his mind keeps replaying what the blonde pixie had told him.

"I saved you! Hell, I raised you!"

"Why do you ask that, hmm?" Xander looks at him suspiciously.

"W-well, I just thought it would have been nice to have them at our wedding." Harry explains, "but that's obviously not gonna happen now..." He sighs sadly.

Wow, that was a pretty good lie. Harry says in his mind, feeling proud of himself for being such a good liar.

"Hey, cheer up! The important thing is that we're happy, yeah?"

Harry had to force himself to nod and smile back at the wizard, "yeah."

He needs to talk to that pixie.
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When Xander leaves again to "take care of business" (as he so referred to it, not revealing to him what he means but he didn't really care) he exits his cottage and heads to the direction where he saw the pixie (and talking cat) took off.

"Uh... Blonde pixie? Are you here?" He calls out, looking around the forest in hopes to find him and get answers.

To his surprise, the said pixie pops out from behind a tree (though he's not tiny anymore), along with a boy having cat ears atop his head and a tail swaying calmly behind him.

"Harry!" The pixie greets happily with relief evident in his tone, "why did you come here looking for me? do you remember now?"

"N-no... But I'd like to ask you questions..."

Niall and Henry share a look, then turn their gaze back to Harry.

"Alright, go ahead." The blonde headed pixie nods over to him.

"Are my parents really dead?"

The question was so bluntly said by the witch that Niall was afraid of responding to it, but he agreed to give him answers so, "They are... And I'm sorry."

Harry arches a brow, "why are you sorry?"

"Because me and Liam should have told you sooner..." The blonde trails off. "It was wrong of us to keep it a secret from you."

"So you and this Liam guy raised me?"

"Yes. If you want proof, I'll gladly tell you what your first this and thats were as a child."

"Er, I may not even remember those, so no thank you." The witch boy declines politely.

Harry doesn't know what or who to believe anymore.

"What do you remember, dad?" Henry speaks up out of the blue, which shocks the curly haired lad cause oh, it's the talking cat who calls him dad but half-human now.

"In all honesty, I don't remember anything aside from the information that I am engaged to Xander and am madly in love with him... But, I don't feel like I do. And that confuses me."

"That's weird..." Niall says out loud, not really knowing how to respond because he's not a wielder of black magic, nor is he experienced with it and has approximate knowledge of its extents and whatnot are.

"I wouldn't say weird," Henry glances at his father with a smile, "it actually makes sense since dad here is pure hearted. Mr Corden explained that if a wielder of black magic has a pure heart, spells of sorts inflicted on them by other magic wielders don't affect them as how they should. So, dad may have lost his memory, but he isn't succumbed to the idea of him and Xander being together."

Harry doesn't know if he's in shock or is in awe of himself. He's currently trying to process the information said by the half-cat half-human boy. Wait, hasn't he read about creatures like him before?

"What creature are you, again?" The curly haired witch asks his supposed son, "pretty sure you're not a werewolf. It'd be stupid of me to assume that since you're obviously a cat."

"He's a werecat." Niall jokes.

Henry snorts at his uncle's attempt at being funny, playfully pushing at his arm before turning to his father and answering his question.

"I'm a shapeshifter."
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"As much as I'd prefer to stay down here, I have to go make sure Simon isn't using any of my potions for his dirty work." Zayn tells the two teens and pixie.

"What about our papa?" Zayla softly asks, fingers threading themselves through her passed out father's hair, his head laying limp on her shoulder. She volunteered to be his 'pillow' since he wasn't able to lay down due to his restraints.

"There's unfortunately nothing we can do to heal him... So, the only thing we can do is be here for him. But me and pixie over here are excluded." Zayn gestures over to said pixie.

"The name's Liam."

"Okay, me and Liam over here are excluded." The wizard says again, looking back at the pixie who flashes him a smile.

"It's supposed to be *Liam and I, but that works fine, too." Zayla pipes up.

Zayn and Liam give her a look, then turn to her brother who shrugs and responds with, "I blame dad."

Liam chuckles, knowing very well that he is the reason why Harry would teach his kids that.

"We best get up there, Liam. I have potions to make, and you have a mess to clean up."

Aiden looks up at the two adults in confusion, "so, you're going to leave us here with our papa?"

"Yeah. He might freak out once he wakes up though, so just calm him down and explain your, uh... Situation?"

The two teens glance at one another before nodding their heads.

"What about Simon?"

"Leave him to us." Zayn states, Liam adding in,

"We'll make sure he doesn't go down here for as long as we can. In the meantime, why don't you try contacting your other brother and have him, your uncle, and your dad to come here?"

"You got it, uncle Li."

Both adults glance at them one last time before exiting through the metal door of the dungeon.