Charles knew that Pierre didn't believe in magic. But he wanted to spend his whole damn life, trying to make him understand that it existed. Because Charles was a witch and a pretty good one. Even if he preferred to make potions then charms even was good in both. He opened a shop who selled lucky charms, potions and also ... love potions. Even if technically, he didn't have the right to sell them. But humans didn't know that. And the only human Charles was caring for, didn't even believe in magic. So all good. Said human that entered his shop like every weeks since they met. Charles was scrolling on an app who was telling him about his horoscope. Charles straightened and smiled to Pierre "Hello Pierre !" He watched the lit student wandering around the shop, not taking a second look to watch the love potions. Well, blame Charles but he already thought about putting love potion into the Frenchman's meal but never did. And never would, perhaps ? He never made Pierre pay because Charles just wanted him to believe that magic was real. But the Frenchman's mind was too logical and Pierre believed in sciences, always blaming the coincidence.