The secrets that the world holds. These secrets can divide and separate families and friends. Back in the late tenth century, a school was built around one of these secrets. A school of magic built for children who were to be trained as witches and wizards, but not all children could attend this special school. Only those who had magic running through them, and only they could learn the ways of wizards. Whether they were born into a wizarding family, or to the non-magical folks, they would come together to learn about their world and become some of the greatest wizards the world has ever known.

Deep within a small town named Westborne, a young girl would learn of this world. Her name is Faylinn Aubert, an eleven-year-old growing up in the far north of England. She lives with her mother, her father having died when she was very young, and together they work hard to keep food on the table for them. Her mother was a servant for the local lord, and Faylinn helped her with her work. The lady of the manor took pity on Faylinn, for she loved the child and had yet to have one of her own, and taught her how to read and write whenever she found the time. Faylinn was grateful towards the woman, especially since her own mother was often too busy to be bothered by her.

Faylinn kept to herself, but strange accidents seemed to follow her around. No one thought much of them, but eventually people began to get annoyed and needed someone to pin the blame on. People took notice that she always was around the site of the incidents when they occurred, but Faylinn had no explanation for them. She was confused and had no idea what was happening. Her mother deep within her heart knew that the accidents seemed to come from Faylinn, even though she did not know how. She kept an eye on her daughter, and noticed that they only occurred when Faylinn was upset about something. Her emotions seemed to fuel the unseen force that caused these strange occurrences.

"Fay, my dear child, you need to be careful with your emotions. They control the accidents, but you can control them. Keep your emotions down, and the accidents will cease to be," she told her, and left before Faylinn could reply.

She knew that, even though her mother did not seem to realize it. Faylinn did not know how to control them, but occasionally, she found that she did not truly want to stop them. Usually the incidents were targeted at people who pushed her around or made fun of her mother. She wanted them to stop, and they did after they were thrown in a tree by the wind or something along those lines. Faylinn kept away from everyone else, while they did not bother her for they feared her.

Her life was heading towards insanity, and she felt like it could not get any worse. Her life she wished would change for the better, yet she did not know that very soon, her wish would be granted. One night, as she and her mother were about to head off to bed, a knock came from the front door of their little house. Her mother went to answer it, and entered with a strange looking man. He seemed to feel uncomfortable in the clothing that he was wearing, constantly shifting his shirt, but when he saw Faylinn, he stopped instantly.

"Good evening," he said, "My name is Larkin Tudor, and I assume that you are Ms. Aubert. Am I correct?"

"Indeed you are. I do not mean to sound impolite, but who are you and why have you come?"

He answers simply by pulling out a letter from his pocket. He hands it to her, and Faylinn notices that it is addressed to her, and not her mother, which was strange to her. Larkin just stood there uncomfortably, watching her as she opened up the envelope.

Dear Ms. Aubert,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

This is the first year that our fine school has been opened, enclosed is a list of nearby portkeys and the dates and times in which they leave.

There is also a list of supplies that you will need in order to attend. Term begins on the first day of the month of September.

Sincerely,

Godric Gryffindor Helga Hufflepuff

Rowena Ravenclaw Salazar Slytherin

Upon reading this, she almost dropped the letter. Her mother caught it, and read the letter herself. She fell backwards into a chair, and Larkin Tudor had apparently left the room and had fetched a glass of water. It seemed that this was not the first time he has had this reaction.

"I am assuming this is not the first time that you have had this type of reaction Mr. Tudor," she said, taking the letter from her mother's hand and started reading it again.

"You have assumed correctly. Though Ms. Aubert, most of the children have similar reactions to their parents. You, however, have remained calm. Does this not surprise you at all?"

"No, not really. I've always known that I was different. Everyone in town knows that I'm different, this doesn't really come as a surprise. I am a little shocked that there is a school for magic though. Also, what are portkeys, and where do I go to get the things on this list?"

"Now, see that is one of the reasons I am here. The first being to try and explain all of this to your mother. The other was to take you to go get your supplies tomorrow. A portkey is a magical device that works at a set time. You touch it and it will transport you to a specific destination. The closest one for you is a few days journey from here. If you are interested in attending, let me know. I will be back tomorrow for your answer," he said as he walked back towards the door.

Faylinn still had more questions, and followed him out the front door. She heard a loud pop, and he disappeared. She walked back into the house, where she found her mother sitting in a chair with her head in her hands. The woman looked to either be crying or shaking with anger. Faylinn walked over to her, and when she reached out to touch the woman's shoulder, her mother grabbed her and pulled her into a hug.

"I always knew you were different. I just did not want to admit it to myself. If you want to Faylinn, you can go to this school. You might finally find the place where you belong, in the world of magic. I just wonder what your father would have said to that man had he been here," she said through her tears, and her daughter was stunned that her mother would so quickly accept this knowledge without any cares.

"Mother, what about you? I do not want to leave you here all alone. What would you do without me?"

"I'll be fine, do not worry about me. I have friends here, and I can write to you. I just need to learn how to from that strange man," she said, looking at her daughter with a smile.

Faylinn nodded her head. She did not want to leave her mom, but knew that it would be safer for her to learn about this magic that was hers to control. She said goodnight to her mother, and left for bed. She had decided that she would go to this school of magic, even though she did not fully trust that man Larkin Tudor. Faylinn hoped that this would also help the rumors die down about her, and help her mother in the long run with possibly finding better work.