Sanctuary
Prologue
The young girl cried as Professor Dumbledore picked her up and handed her to Professor McGonagall. Instantly, as the Headmaster handed her a teddy bear with the initials C.L.A written in gold thread across the stomach of the teddy, the girl placed a thumb in her mouth and clutched the teddy as she slept against the Deputy Headmistresses shoulder.
"Sir, what can we do, she could kill everyone and if we're not careful…" She trailed off, half because she was scared and half because she knew the Professor in front of her, had a reason for doing this.
"Minerva, Calypso is a young girl, she will learn to control her powers." She silenced the professor with a raise of a hand before she could utter a vowel. "She will be bound into such time." With that said he reached for the little girls hands and muttered a single word, a golden thread bound her hands together before it slowly seeped into the girls skin.
"We will come for her when she shows her first sign of magic." Taking the sleeping girl from the headmistresses, he apparated into thin air and left Minerva standing in a astound and dumbstruck stance that would tell anyone that if she wasn't so surprised she'd have flames coming out her ears.
Eight Years Later
In an orphanage sat an eleven-year-old girl with her feet dangling in the small pond. A strange man had come to speak of her and as she sat with her Teddy in her arms she could see the strange man with the head of the orphanage, Mrs Belle.
Mrs Belle just shook her head as the man talked to her and looked like she was about to grab the whip that she used to beat the girls and boys into proper behaviour. It only ever worked the first few times when they were young and were easily caught.
The strange man then came up to the young girl with a smile that made her feel like he was Santa Claus, even though Emeline told her he wasn't real. "Calypso, I have something to tell you."
"Yes?" She looked up hopefully as her light blonde hair blew in a small breeze from the mid summer weather. Her feet were beginning to get muddy as the dirt sunk into her feet when she flung them back onto the ground.
"You're a witch." She always did believe in magic, she had to, other wise what else made the flowers bloom and the birds fly, surely that didn't happen by themselves, it just wasn't possible, magic was out there.
"Really?" He handed her a letter that was addressed to her, it even sad what room she was in, smiling brightly she tore it open and read, the more she read the more she believed what the man had said to her.
Grabbing her small hand he smiled, "If you don't tell anyone we will let you go to the school." She was always good at keeping secrets. The Professor smiled once more before a puzzled expression came over his face.
"Would you please hold out both your hands." In doing so, he pulled out a strange stick and tapped her hand before muttering something she couldn't quite hear.
A golden snake like object came out of her wrist before evaporating into the air. For a strange reason, Calypso felt as if the world suddenly was more calm and soft. Looking at the man she smiled, "Was that real magic?"
"Yes, yes it was." With that said he turned to her teacher and smiled, "I'll be taking her to a school of gifted and talented, we will pay for all expenses and all you have to do is take her to Kings cross on the first of September by Eleven, it's all in the letter, now I shall take her to receive her things for the school." The young girl's eyes seemed to stare at Mrs Belle who looked at her.
"Her eyes are more blue." She muttered before realising she spoke aloud and turned away in embarrassment. She never use to say things like that out the blue, shaking her head she walked towards the two of them.
"When do I pick her up." The professor smiled at her before telling her the details as Calypso walked back to the pond and touched the water. It felt like she could walk on it if she tried.
"Calypso, Mr Dumbeldore wants o take you to London now."