I do not own Wizards of Waverly Place or anything created by or for Disney (Channel). This is a to-be love story between two boys. Brothers at that. So, if you are not in love with that idea, then perhaps you clicked something by mistake. So, you can leave now and I won't be upset with you at all. If you do read, please be kind and review. I like to know how you feel about the story and my writing either way.

I heard today that the end of this beautiful show is coming soon. So, I figured I should post this before the family wizard is decided. In my mind, it is the wizard I picked. So obvious, right? If you read this after you know who the family wizard is and it is one of the other two siblings, please don't get upset. This is only how I think things would happen. And what I wish would happen next. Have fun!

Max is Nothing

JUSTIN

Justin had to keep telling himself that he had just won the wizard's tournament. He was the new family wizard. He was still trying to catch his breath when he first took notice to Alex and Max's blank, exhausted, and defeated looks. Little subways in his head were sending trains of thought in many different directions. They all threatened to collide. But all of them were promising him that it was going to be okay that he was the family wizard. All his hard work, studying, and preparation had just paid off.

Alex was the first to step up to Justin. She pulled her expression back into a snotty, don't-care attitude that she carried so well. "Well, you cheated." Her head bobbed around as she crossed her arms, dropping her wand to the ground. It dissolved into the grass. "You already knew what to expect." She turned on her heal and was stomping off in a hurry.

If anyone should be upset or accusing about cheating, it should have been Max. He hadn't previously been a part of the mock-tournament that Justin and Alex had been a few years before. The seventeen-year-old boy's chin was quivering up and down. Max was the real reason Justin was afraid to win.

"Congratulations, Justin." Max sniffed. He put his arms softly and slowly around his older brother's waist. His face buried into Justin's shoulder. "What am I going to do, Justin? I'm nothing without my magic."

Justin rested his hand on Max's shoulder and gave it a little squeeze. He seriously looked into Max's eyes. "You are much more than magic. You can do anything you want now that you aren't bound to magic."

Max let out a swift breath of air. "You've got to be kidding me. Bound to magic." Max shrugged Justin's hand off his shoulder.

Just when Justin thought he couldn't feel worse about winning, which he was trying his hardest not to do, here was Max basically begging him to give up his magic. Truth was, though, Justin felt like he was nothing without magic either.

"Stay with me for awhile. We'll figure something out for you."

Max's face was completely blank. It wasn't like the normal blank where wheels were spinning in his head, it was a blank blank. Justin couldn't read it. "You don't want me," Max slowly let out.

"I'd be honored to have you."

Max shook his head. "Nah. I'm too messy for this cleanness."

"Cleaning won't be a big deal, Max." Justin twirled his wand between his fingers and instantly felt bad for doing it.

"Is this because you know Alex hates you now?" Max's wand dropped from his hand and turned back into a normal stick.

Justin playfully tousled Max's hair. "You were always my favorite sibling."

"You're just saying that." Max softly punched Justin in the arm. A small smile curled up on his face. They sat down together on a bench. A squirrel ran around in front of them, collecting nuts. Justin watched Max following it around with his eyes. There was such a pureness to Max as he watched the little animal. "What do I do?"

"You still have a year of high school left to figure that out."

"Mom and Dad won't let me stay at your place." Max flicked his legs back and forth.

Justin grabbed Max's hand. They exited the arena. Theresa and Jerry were waiting for them on the outside. Alex was nowhere to be seen.

Jerry nodded a single nod at Justin as a congratulations.

"OH MAXIE!" Theresa walked over to her son, heals clicking against the pavement, with her arms extended.

Max hugged his mother. They stayed like that for a longer time than Justin expected for a women who hated magic. Justin and Jerry exchanged looks of uncertainty.

When the two pulled apart, Max asked, "Can I stay with Justin for a few weeks?"

Both of Justin's parents looked at him.

"It's perfectly fine with me. I'll just add a room to the house for him."

Justin had purchased a nice house after her had invented a highly-loved product that really improved the lives of non-magic folks. Okay, that was one time he had done something without magic that really worked out for him.

"Okay, then," Theresa answered before Jerry could say anything.

Max still had a look of nothing on his face, despite how happy Justin thought he would feel about being able to stay with him.