"Well... not exactly, I guess," I reply, grimacing a little as I turn back to the cookies I've only just barely started to make. "He's figured out the weirdness of this place, at least. He, uh. He got sorta caught up in that little Darrow trick from the other week. The one where everyone had stuff on their backs they wanted to keep secret. But I don't think he's met any wizards or vampires or anything on his own yet. I did tell him about Harry Potter, though."

Of course, being told a thing and seeing it are two different things. And, while I know Jack will believe me when and if I ever tell him about Derek, I also know he might not really believe it until he sees Derek in action. And maybe not even then. Heck, the only reason I could believe it at first is because I watched the darn show.

"If I'm honest, I have no idea how to break the news. Or even if I will. He's got a lot on his plate still."