A Witch’s Fear | Sarah Sanderson x Reader
SECOND ONE WITH MY BABIEST BABYYYY
Honestly, can’t get enough of my obsession with HP1 and HP2, and there isn’t enough Sarah Sanderson x reader fanfics so...
This prompt is based on a video that I saw on YouTube (or Twitter idk) of Sarah Jessica Parker trick or treating with little kids. I pictured Sarah perfectly in this scenario!
This is kinda more cute than the first one, here we go!
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Prompt: It’s Halloween again. And you are supposed to make this night count for you and your dearest girlfriend, Sarah.
* * *
"Oh Lucif'r, but is't possible yond coequal on Halloween i wonneth't has't peace?!"
Winifred groaned nervously before opening the door for you. Your eyes looked the red-haired witch up and down, a little disappointed that your girlfriend wasn't waiting for you at the door like she promised she would.
"Come in, mortal idiot," Winifred said, trying - in her own way - to be kind. You looked at her again and nodded, stepping into the Sanderson Sisters' old house with the same smile on your face. Suddenly, the red-haired witch was behind you, the high-pitched voice rang in your ear. “SARAH! YOUR DEADLY GIRLFRIEND IS HERE!”
“I'm not a mortal girlfriend,” you replied, whispering. Your eyes darted up the stairs, spotting Sarah as she descended, in the company of her inseparable sister Mary, who, unlike Winifred, seemed to like you. “Sarah, hi!”
“(Y\NN)!” she yelled, coming towards you and jumping into your arms, her hands cupping your face and kissing your lips carefully. “I did miss thee, I did miss thee so much!”, she smiled. “Alright, I know we saw each other yesterday, but still, I MISSED THEE!”
You laughed. “I missed you too, my love.”
“Where are we going today?” she asked, curious.
Your eyes flicked to Mary and Winifred, who were staring at the two of you with very different expressions. Without thinking too much, you took Sarah by the hand again and led her towards the door.
“It's a surprise,” you explained, your voice lowered on purpose.
“Sounds perfect!” Sarah said, laughing. “I love surprises!”
It was already customary for you to do some kind of ritual to be able to leave the Sanderson house in the right way. You imitated a noble gentleman from the 1600s, curtsying so Sarah could pass first. She would nod and pass first, then hold out her hand for you to take. It was also customary for the other two to keep spying on you.
Mary usually did it on Winifred's orders, but that didn't really matter.
“Please don't come back late!” the eldest shouted from the window, and you smiled. Poor Winnie, she was dying of jealousy and worry for her little sister, even though she was never able to admit those two things.
* * *
"We already came here yesterday, what are we doing at thy house again?"
You smiled, opening the door to your house calmly. Your eyes roamed the small but comfortable rooms and glanced in Sarah's direction just to see if she was following. You cleared your throat, hoping she'd get your idea of the perfect date.
“So today is Halloween,” you began, voice low and controlled. “And I thought, as is tradition, you and I could hand out candy to the kids who are going to be passing by in a few minutes, you know?”
Sarah looked at you, tilting her head a little.
“Thou mean the little devils dressed up as ugly things?”
“Yeah, I think I do,” you laughed at the question, finding your girlfriend incredibly adorable. “What do you think? Then we can go out and get candy ourselves. It's just that I find it kind of hard for adults to give us candy at our age, so..."
She didn't seem to show any reaction, but she did seem to be tense with what you had just said. Calmly, you picked up the pumpkin basket you had made to hold the candy and looked at it.
“Sarah, love? Say something, please.”
"I don't know, it's going to sound stupid, but..." she whispered, scratching the back of her neck and ducking her head. "I'm kind of afraid of little devils dressed up as ugly things..." she said quickly. “I mean, don't get me wrong, (Y\NN), I know that Halloween for you guys is the date you celebrate the existence of witches like me, and the date that the most appetizing, life-giving children see costumed devils, but..."
You caught yourself smiling. I'd never imagined a thing Sarah was afraid of, actually. In your mind, witches like her were never afraid of anything, not even the worst children, as they would face any obstacle to steal their lives.
But it was cute, and it was funny to see your girlfriend being human and taking on the things that scared her the most in this huge world.
“It won't sound stupid, love, don't worry,” you replied, trying to cheer her up. "Stay calm. I'll make your Halloween day amazing, I promise. The costumed devils are going to be adorable, I swear it!”, you took her by the hand. "Here, I made you a pumpkin basket too!"
She picked up the object and examined it calmly. “What am I supposed to keep in here? The potion to steal the souls of children?”
You smiled and kissed her cheek. “No, silly. Put the sweets in your basket, and we'll get plenty more when we're done sharing with the little monsters...”
* * *
You were sitting on the steps outside your house first, as the kids would come by quickly to ask for sweets. Sarah was visibly curious and anxious about this moment, as she kept looking at the sweets in the basket as if they were new. You'd forgotten, for a minute, that they were as new to her as they were to you.
“Look, love, a jelly worm!” she would say excitedly. “Well, I've never tasted any real worms, let alone gelatin, but it looks colorful and delicious, don't thee think?” she looked at you quickly before reaching into her candy basket and looking for something. “No jelly spiders? Or a real spider, perhaps?”
"No Sarah, this year I unfortunately didn't find any spiders," you said, laughing. “But you have to taste the chocolates, baby, really!”
She looked a lot more excited now, examining the basket more carefully. Suddenly, a child dressed as an astronaut appeared, accompanied by another crowd in ET costumes. You smiled and looked at Sarah, hoping she knew what to do.
“Trick or treat?” the children said, and she looked shocked.
“Now you have to give them a candy, one or more,” you explained, taking two candies and a huge chocolate from your basket. She took any and threw them into the boys' baskets, a little confused. “Very well, Sarah.”
“Did I make it?” she asked, whispering. “Did I really make it?”
You nodded, smiling. And turned to the children. “Happy Halloween, guys!”
The astronaut and his ETs left quickly, and a few more children came to you. Some recognized Sarah's fantasy, but believed she was just someone imitating the real Sarah Sanderson, as she always did. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw her fear and anxiety slip away as she shared the sweets with the kids, and felt your chest swell with happiness at it.
“Once, the first time we found out that All Hallow's Eve had become Halloween,” Sarah explained, eating a huge bar of chocolate while waiting for other kids, “my sisters and I saw a little girl dressed as… angel… ”, she shivered as she said this. “Damn, that was horrible! And she even blessed me, believe me, (Y\NN)! I think I've been scared of Halloween ever since..."
You raised an eyebrow, amused. "I can imagine...", you laughed to yourself. “Winnie must almost had a heart attack, no?”
“She shook more with fear than I did, that crazy girl,” Sarah whispered. “But please don't tell her I told you, love. It stays like a secret.”
You two linked your fingers together and laughed together. Not long ago, you had taught Sarah how to make a pinky promise, and she had loved the game, even if it wasn't really a game.
A short time later, three children of different sizes walked up to you. Sarah's eyes widened and you went into a state of alert. The three children marched up to you, and asked the main question. Only then did you notice why Sarah was so scared.
“It's us!” she said, a little confused. “Winnie, Mary and me!”
"You're right, it's you...", you laughed, handing candy to the three Sanderson sisters. “And they're really pretty, you know?” Sarah nodded. “Hey kids, I think it was a great choice. I adore the Sanderson sisters!”
Sarah looked at you with a raised eyebrow.
“Are you really Sarah Sanderson?” the little girl dressed as Mary, who must have been about ten at the most, asked Sarah, who nodded, handing her a candy. "Wow! That looks cool!”
"Yeah, it’s cool, I think..." Sarah whispered. "It's nice to see people love us."
“She's not the real Sarah Sanderson, Georgia, can't you see?” the older sister, who was dressed as Winnie, whispered. “It's just a goddamn fantasy. Now come on, Mom doesn’t want to see us far away!”
Sarah stood up, watching Georgia and the sisters leave. She was going to try to prove to the bigger girl that she was the real Sarah, but you stopped her with your arm and a “not worth it” look.
"I swear if this girl doesn't get big by the sun rises, I'll lure her with my singing!" Sarah swore under her breath. You thought that was adorable, but she didn't seem to be amused. “Seriously, (Y\N), I felt bad for Georgia!”
“Winnie being Winnie,” you joked, to get a laugh out of her, and it worked.
* * *
"Can we go out for Halloween more often?"
You smiled, opening the door to the Sanderson house, almost for daybreak. Sarah came in but turned to you and smiled, putting her arm around you.
“You mean you've lost your fear?”, you asked, in a playful tone.
“Yeah, I think I lost it,” she realized, and smiled again. "It saw? I lost my fear of Halloween! Winnie won't believe me when I tell her!”
"Tell what?"
You turned around, walking back a little in fear of the scolding. Sarah looked at her sister, then at you, and then at her again, smiling more and more radiantly. “(Y\NN) took me to Halloween night! We had so much fun and I lost my fear of those kids in costumes!”
Winifred raised her eyebrow. “Is this serious?”
You shrugged, chuckling softly. “We saw the Sanderson sisters everywhere, you know? I think the people in Salem love you,” you turned to Mary. "You know, you should try going to Halloween next time, it would be nice to bring the whole family together..."
“FAMILY?” Winifred scolded, and closed the door in her face. As you walked away in a fit of laughter, I could hear her cursing her family and cursing you for making Sarah a little dumber than she already was.
After all, you considered the Sanderson sisters your family, even though they had considerable problems with you...
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