Emily Feather and the Secret Mirror by Holly Webb

between the trees. She could see his teeth glinting, and the redness of his tongue.
    She had to wake up!
    Sasha was crouching next to her now, with her arms round Emily’s shoulders. “I can see the hounds. They’re coming for us!”
    Emily flung herself away from Robin and Sasha, reaching out towards the bed, her fingers clutching frantically at the covers. “Emily, stop them!” Robin howled.
    â€œShe’s half awake,” she heard Sasha say as she stretched out her fingers more desperately. “What’s she doing? Oh, the bed! Emily told me, your mother, Lady Eva, she laid a spell on the bed. Drag her across to it!”
    Emily felt Robin and Sasha grab her, and then all at once she was wrapped in the cool freshness of the spell, as if her mother was stroking her hair. The magic smelled of her mother, of citrus and spices, and it wrapped lovingly around Emily. She heard Robin gasp in relief, and felt Sasha’s panicked fingers loosen from round her arm.
    â€œThey’ve lost the scent…” the water-fairy whispered. “Look!”
    A strange, furious howling echoed in Emily’s ears. Sniffing, and scuffling paws, and the angry shouting of the men, as they argued over the sudden disappearance of the scent.
    Then the howling of the hounds died away, and Emily was awake again, leaning back against her bed.
    â€œAre they gone?” she whispered hoarsely, looking back at Robin and Sasha, who were kneeling beside her.
    â€œYour mother’s spell turned them away,” Sasha told her. The frightened shadows on her face seemed to have died away, and she looked younger. Her hair was coiling around her shoulders as though water was running through it, and her eyes were bright.
    â€œThey won’t come back?”
    Sasha shook her head. “The spell was very strong. It destroyed the scent. They could only pick it up again if I go back.”
    â€œThen you won’t,” Emily said flatly. “You’ll stay. I’ll explain to Mum and Dad,” she added quickly to Robin, who looked as though he was about to argue. “It’s like I said before, she has to! I’m not letting her go back and be eaten!”
    Robin shook his head. “I know. We can’t send her back.”
    â€œDo you need a river?” Emily asked worriedly. “I mean, there is one, not far from here, but there are people fishing, and walking dogs all the time. It might be difficult to hide in.”
    Sasha frowned. “I can sense water very close by. Still water, but clean.”
    Robin snorted with laughter. “That’s the pond! You can’t live in the pond!”
    â€œI could…” Sasha smiled at him and stretched out her arms. Her pale skin seemed to thin, so that she was almost transparent and rippling like water. And then she was simply gone.
    Emily stared down at the drops of water glittering on the boards of her bedroom floor, and laughed. “She’s gone!”
    â€œOnly back into the mirror.” Robin pointed to the tiny, jewelled circle, which had been kicked almost under the bed. “So you can take her downstairs. I can’t believe you’re actually going to put a water-sprite in the pond. Good luck explaining that to Mum and Dad.” He peered down into the glass. “What about the goldfish?”
    Sasha gazed up at him. “I like fish…” she told him sweetly, her greenish eyes glinting in the surface of the glass.
    â€œThat’s what I’m worried about!”
    â€œShe won’t eat the fish!” Emily said, rolling her eyes at him. She stood up slowly, the weariness of the dream-spell still lingering a little. But then she smiled to herself. Dad and Robin had been right – somehow, somewhere inside her, was just a little spark of magic. Enough to force herself into another world, and rescue a friend. Emily might not be a fairy like the rest of her family, but she almost didn’t