Prologue

Spells ricocheted off the walls and ground where the man ran. Three other wizards chased with wands in hand; their spells barely missing the dodging man. The crowd began to thicken through the muggle streets; a parade of some sort was interfering with the capture of the notorious wizard.

"He's getting away!" One of the male wizards yelled to the others.

The other two dashed in different directions while the middle wizard increased his speed to catch the runaway. He was mar meters away from catching him, 'A simple spell will trip him.' He thought. The officer grabbed his wand to perform a spell, but something strange happened. His whole body turned into grey stone, imprisoning him in his state of posture. He wobbled over and hit the concrete; the stone crashed into pieces. The runaway laughed furiously at what he had just done and grabbed the piece of the stone and chucked it into the condensing crowd.

"Stay where you are." A composed voice ordered.

The criminal felt a wand being pressed against his back where his heart would be placed. One wizard with bright blonde hair pushed him down to his knees and examined the pile of eroding rock that was her partner. Her wand was pressed against his neck, her face contorted into disgust.

"What have you done?" The women shrieked and pressed the wand closer to his jugular.

"The right thing." The criminal spat with his eyes down towards the ground.

The witch's wand started to grow a blinding white spark at the end. The other wizard stopped her and stared down at the disgust of a human being that kneeled before him. The brunette man casted shackles to the man's hands and stood him up. The crowd began to notice the scene causing them to hide their wands.

"You're making a mistake." The man yelled out and tried to release himself. His wand was gone from his clutches.

"Obviously not." The blonde spat and pushed him forward to leave the crowd.

Once away from the people, the two officials stood in front of the caught man and smirked in triumph. They had finally caught the notorious evil doer that has caused havoc in the ministry for months. The two knew what they were ordered to do and began the spell that would rid them of the poor excuse of a wizard.

"You, Arnold Sweets, have been found guilty of killing thirty ministry members-"

"Thirty-one." The blonde interrupted with her eyes watering and her wand lighting up.

"Thirty-one. We shall now rid you and your family of all magic until proven innocent." The brunette announced and began the spell.

Arnold Sweets, sad dark eyes and pale skinned, sat in horror as the magic was pulled from his veins and thrown into a poor excuse of a containment jar. His body pulsed in pain as his body was now weak and worthless. The two officials threw him back to his feet and escorted him to wherever they would convict him. Arnold's mind raced with any excuse he could but the only thing he was sure of was something heart retching and miserable.

"I'm innocent." He thought pitifully.

Letter of Miracles

"This must be a mistake." Basil Sweets exclaimed over the ruckus in her family room.

Out of all the mail Basil ever thought she would receive, it had never crossed her mind that a Hogwarts acceptance letter would appear in her mailbox. Basil's own parents were even confused as they scanned the letter. Her parents read it over and over and came up with different explanation, 'Maybe she was signed up at birth' or 'Maybe there's another Basil Sweets'; this was immediately debunked by Basil who pointed out that her name was absolutely absurd and unique.

The day even started out normal, well that's before the morning mail came through the slot. Basil had awoken early morning with her mother, father, and grandfather to eat breakfast. Her grandfather went on and on about how he missed his wizarding days while Basil's father hummed to himself loudly and made tea. Basil did not dare ask any questions about the wizarding world or she would hear ranting from her grandfather or punished by her muggle mother.

"Ask Anna. She'll know how you ended up with this." Basil's mother, Jasmine, instructed while handing the nicely coated envelope to her daughter. Jasmine was getting irritated by the mere thought of having a problem with Wizarding World. Jasmine had no curiosity about the wizarding world.

"Ah! Don't you go bothering the Winchesters. Basil you're a wizard; it's in your blood." A voice from the back of the room called out with a light chuckle.

Basil looked to the back of the room to see her grandfather, Arnold Sweets, sitting by the fire in his usual chair with a confident smirk on his face; he straightened himself out and walked over to the young wizard. His old eyes seemed bright compared to Basil's dark ones. His wobbly legs made their way to Basil and he patted her on the back.

"Grandpa this is impossible! You know what you did to our family." Basil insisted as she tried to open the door in front of her but Grandpa Sweets cane stuck in the way; his face was frustrated and dark.

"Ah, but magic runs deep." Arnold assured with a dark laugh. Basil rolled her eyes as she left her house and went to her best friend Anna's house, whose family was full of wizards and witches.

It wasn't possible for Basil to have magic. Her grandfather had done something horrible in the past to have all magic wiped from their entire family until he was proven innocent. Unless the magic has been returned, there is no way that Basil would have the abilities. Basil's father was born a wizard but his magic was taken away at eleven and Basil's mother is muggle.

Oh what a joy! I'm a mudblood.

Basil sprung to the Winchesters door and knocked loudly enough for the household to hear. The door opened immediately to reveal Anna Winchester, a full blood witch. An exact opposite to Basil in many ways; Anna had shoulder length blonde hair while Basil had jet black that reached her lower back; Anna's eyes were crystal blue while Basil's were dark brown. Anna's face was defined with high cheek bones and pointed nose while Basil's face was rounded with less distinct features.

"Hey there Basil! Guess what I received!" Anna giggled while she jumped up and down with her pearly white smile shining brightly.

"Acceptance letter to Hogwarts. I got mine too." Basil spit out bluntly; Anna's eyes widen in surprise as her hands grabbed at Basil's letter and scanned it with saucer sized eyes.

"How is this possible? Wait…your spell is lifted! This is amazing; you can come with me to Diagon Alley to get our supplies." Anna squealed as she hugged Basil tightly as her excitement elevated. Anna didn't seem to look past the big plot hole of how Basil had inherited magic.

"Anna, do you really think this is true? Do I have magic?" Basil muttered to her best friend. The silence thickened until Anna's happiness washed over the sickening mood.

"Who cares? You got your letter, you must have magic. Wait till we get to Ollivander, they'll get you your wand." Anna assured as she dashed back into her house to grab something from inside.

Something was bubbling under Basil's skin; there was something wrong. Basil knew there had to be a mistake or something wrong, but for now she'll just go along with Anna's excitement trip. Why do I have my magic back? This is impossible right? Before the thoughts could get any deeper, Anna returned with her bag full of money and a list of supplies.

"Aren't you excited? What pet do you want? I'm getting an owl for sure. Hey did you hear that Albus Potter-"

"What? Albus Potter? Son of Harry Potter?" Basil shot quickly as her attention was drawn back into the conversation.

"Yes, he's a first year like us. His older brother is James Potter who is a year older I think." Anna rambled on and on about the Potter family and then talked about Lily, the youngest Potter.

Yet, Basil wasn't listening to that part of the conversation but her mind was still wrapping around Albus Potter. The Sweets family was always a buzz with wizarding gossip and the Potters came up a lot but Basil ears always perked up to Albus Potter but she wasn't sure why. It was instinct to her. The Potters were always a major topic in her house though because Basil's father, Brandon Sweets (who was one of the few to have normal names), excited to meet Harry Potter when he would attend Hogwarts; this privilege was taken away when Arnold Sweets broke the many laws of Wizarding. There was always that tension in the house, but Basil had learned to stay away from it.

"Well, what are you waiting for Sweets, ready for Diagon Alley?" Anna laughed with another bright smile as the pure thought of Hogwarts was buzzing inside of her. Basil nodded her head hesitantly and not a second after Anna whisked her away to somewhere that Basil had only dreamed of, Diagon Alley.