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paragraph for the third time because his mind was entirely elsewhere, “Sometimes I wonder. Are you my familiar? Or are you really just a stray cat that comes here because it can get ham, caresses and a dry accommodation for rainy days.”

The cat looked at him quizzically. “And you don’t know either, right? Hell, you couldn’t answer me, even if you did.” It only tilted its head at Anjo. He sighted. “Thought so.” Then he closed his book, took off his reading glasses, turned off the light and went to sleep, prepared to wake up alone tomorrow morning.

 

Like always.

What he wasn’t prepared for when awakening was a mouth full of fur and a demanding mreow.

He spluttered and tried to shove the cat away from his face.

“Oh my- EW! GROSS! You get your fucking testicles outta my face or I swear I’ll-”

Eventually it finally got up but not before swishing its tail under Anjos nose, which caused him to sneeze. Three fucking times. (The cat looked at him like he was stupid. He’s not stupid)

 

Sourly he got up and went into the small kitchenette to get his first fix of caffeine for the day.

“Good to know you’re male,” Anjo stuck his head into the fridge. “Now I can finally name you.”

He rummaged through it until he found the cheese. The kitten looked at him like it wanted to say what only now? We’ve met months ago and Anjo shrugged. “I thought it would be rude to assume your gender and I also didn’t want to just…look. So, let’s see…how should I name you”

It wrinkled its nose at him.

“Oh no. You’re here to stay, you came to eat, you get a name.” Anjo said and dived back into the fridge. “Maybe something like Sir Fluffy McStuffypants.”

Where in the world had he put the mango jam? “Oh, or Heinz. You know, like Heinz Doofenschmirz? Because you are evil but also really adorable at it?” Maybe ha had run out of mango jam?

“Or maybe just Kater. Hah, get it? Because you are just as nasty as a hangover. I think Kater is good.”

 

While his brainstorming and search for mango jam Anjo hadn’t noticed how the cat had jumped on the table, right next to his already filled coffee cup. So when he turned around (after giving up on the jam, deciding that he probably really forgot to buy new one. Which was weird because he never forgot, but hey, he was magic and only knew about it for about 4 months so what was the definition of weird anyway) he froze.

The cat sat there, staring him dead in the eyes and slowly raising his paw.

“Wha…What are you trying to do?” The cat moved its paw to the cup.

Anjo took a sharp inhale. “No, Kater, don’t you dare, I told you, you are getting a name, if you like it or- no, Kater I know what you’re doing stOP RIGHT THERE KATER I FUCKING SWEAR TO GOD-“

 

And then it shoved the cup right off the fucking table.

(Such cat-like. Very evil-mastermind. Much nasty. Wow.)

 

As Anjo cleaned the coffee off…well basically the whole kitchen (how had the cat been able to do that?) he decided to keep the name Kater, just to spite it.

 

His thoughts were interrupted by a grumpy mreow. Speak of the devil. A devil, who once had been a rude little kitten but was now a rude fat cat. Ok. Not fat. But…bigger (and as rude as owlways).

He glanced down to see Kater poking his head out of the bag, flicking his ears against the upwind. “Don’t worry, we’re almost there. I can already smell the salt.” He grinned when Kater sneezed and went back into the warmth.

 

It was about ten minutes later that Anjo started his approach for a landing. When he broke through the clouds the sea came into view and with it the little town. Little town full of little people. It was already pretty late but there were still a few lights flickering in the windows. Anjo steered his broom to the woods, not wanting to draw any attention to himself by flying directly over the roofs. Luckily for him, his Grandmother lived on the forest side and not by the beach.

Upon arriving above Juliette’s front yard Anjo sank lower until his feet almost touched the ground, the he mumbled a reverse spell and his broom turned back into its silver charm dangling from his bracelet. With his knees still a little wobbly from the adrenalin, he stumbled more than walked to the door and rang the bell.

 

Only seconds later the door was ripped open and revealed his Grandmother, who promptly pulled him into a tight hug.

“Anjo,” she exclaimed happily. “I’m so glad you made it. I’m so excited that you’re going to spend the whole summer here. I’ve got still so much to teach you and weekends only can do so much”

“How was the journey? I hope nothing to wild happened? No planes? And no strong winds? I saw that it was raining at your city?” A whole flood of words was thrown at the young wizard. He laughed and gently shoved at his grandmother to escape her strong grip. “Everything went fine, Moma,” he paused. “And that with the plane happened literally one time.”

 

Anjo thought back six months, to the first time he flew over to Juliette on his broom for the weekend. Flying was a bit on the more advanced side of spells and usually taught later but magic classes over video chat were…disadvantageous to say the least. Under normal circumstances beginners were only allowed to practice magic in presence of their teacher (so that they could prevent the worst). That meant for Anjo that all he could practice was the theory behind the spells.

 

So, the flying spell would be his first practical use of magic. Of course, he had wanted to practiced it before actually flying all the way across the country. And the spell in itself hadn’t been the problem. He had started with casting it at random objects which wouldn’t do too much damage, should something go wrong. No problem at all.

But when he put it on the broom…

And the actual flying part was…well, difficult at first.

Let’s just say that his old ceiling fan was not a thing anymore.

But as the genius that he was had Anjo realized that cramped places and object weren’t really a problem in the sky.

 

And then there was the plane.

 

Nothing too bad had happened in the end so he didn’t know why Juliette even brought it up.

Every weekend.

At this moment something moved in Anjos bag and his Grandmothers attention was caught.

“Oh, Anjo. Is that?”, she asked and then yellow eyes appeared over the edge, taking in their new surroundings.

 

“Hm? Oh yeah. Moma meet Kater. Kater, Moma. He’s my magical pet.”

 

Juliette hesitated. “Anjo that’s- “

 

“No, don’t say anything, I know it familiar not magical pet. No worries,” he dismissed.

 

“No but he is- “, she tried again.

 

“Mean? Nasty? Thinking to high of himself? Yeah but he’s a cat so I think that’s only natural” Anjo shrugged.

 

“Well- “, his Grandmother faltered when he beamed at her.

 

“And you were right. He came to find me. I really had my doubts and it sure was one hell of a bumpy ride but in the end, it all worked out. Right, Kater?”

He smiled fondly at the cat who looked up at him and mreowed, which caused Anjo to laugh.

Then the young wizard turned back to his grandmother.

“Sorry, I keep interrupting you. What was it that you wanted to say?”

 

Juliette just shook her head and smiled. “No. Its nothing. I just wanted to say that he looked very handsome.” She crouched down to scratch Kater behind the ears. Seeing her grandson so happy, finally having his familiar, she didn’t have the heart to tell him, that this black cat was a simple stray which didn’t have one ounce of Magic in him.

“Don’t let him fool you,” Anjo warned. “ He is evil. Nasty when you don’t expect it. That’s why I named him Kater. Get it? Because he is like a hangover?”

Juliette and Kater remained unimpressed.

Pff, philistines.

 

With heavy paws announcing her arrival, Juliette’s familiar Lucy, a huge Alaskan Malamute, came rushing around the corner, slipping on the wooden floor and crashing into Anjo, burying him under her 38 kilos.

“Lucy! Down!” Juliette ordered, sounding outright scandalized. As if this wasn’t happening every weekend upon her Grandsons arrival. Even Anjo was used to the wet tongue in his face by now.

Not that he didn’t still find it gross, because ew germs.

 

Who was as disgusted as his servant but definitely not used to a huge fluffy monster drenching him in salvia was Kater. Lucy on the other hand couldn’t understand the problem of the little black thingy which seemed petrified but was hissing at her furiously with its hair all bristled up at the same time.

 

To make the chaos perfect the door swung open.

 

“Hey, Juliette, I heard that Anjo is here? Oh, there you are, freckles.” Bright blue eyes looked down on him. “I see your welcoming committee already took your breath away.”

“Hi, blondie. Good one by the way,” Anjo greeted, before blowing away a few of said blonde stands that fell into his face as the girl bowed over him. She giggled before pulling him up from under the weight of Lucy, who was now full focused on the new visitor.

 

“Aw, man. I was about to ask him how it was going down there and now you ruined it, Sera.”

 

Or maybe visitors.

 

Another blonde head came poking through the door.

“So, change of plans. What’s up, Anjo?” The man had the audacity to wink at him.

Anjo scrunched up his nose. He exchanged one look with Serafina, who only rolled her eyes at the antics of other blonde in the room (There was a reason why she was his best friend after all).

Anjo loved this girl to bits and pieces. Unfortunately, the same couldn’t be said about her older brother. He nodded coldly in his direction as some sort of greeting.

 

“Ramon.”

 

 

 

To Be Continued

 

 

 

 

 

 

Next time on ‘Yeah but hear me out – Urban wizards AU’

 

“You…you’re British?”

Kater wrinkled his nose. “What gives you the idea?”

“Uhm. Your accent?” Anjo said as if it was the most obvious answer.

“That’s Australian, mate.” Kater deadpanned.

„Yeah, should’ve figured. You‘re way to rude to be British.”

“Oh, put a bloody sock on it, human.”
    “Pardon?”

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Publication Date: 01-22-2018

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