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Derek first noticed his mother's uncertain look, her eyes darting towards god-knows-what which was behind his back.
"Mom." He called again, not entirely feeling patient at the moment. For some minutes now, he had been perceiving the sweet and heady scent of his little witch, but he had relegated it to what came with wishful longing and thinking. There was no way his little witch could come here
