Diana Cavendish was a lot of things. A prodigy, an exceptional witch, a person who came from a prestigious family of witches, compassionate, responsible, etc. The list could go on forever and she will never run out of description that may describe her, because of this it had caused peers to admire her and people to fall in line and give it their best shot in trying to court her.

Unfortunately, she was never open to anyone. The prodigy was never the one to freely express her emotions nor does she bother talk about herself. The teachers admire her work that they had started to depend on her and students wanted to be her. Of course, who wouldn't want to be Diana Cavendish, the most capable witch of nearly the entire school of Luna Nova?

On a Sunday morning, the blue eyed witch woke up by the sound of her alarm. She stood up and did her morning routine. Once finished, Diana fixed her uniform in front of her body length mirror, nodding to herself as soon as she was satisfied. The British witch grabbed her wand near her bed and headed out towards the cafeteria for breakfast.

After having a light meal, Diana headed towards the library to study. She noticed that students were heading out the school campus in order to relax themselves for the day, there was no surprise as today was their day off. Refocusing her attention towards the library, the witch heard a familiar voice coming from behind her.

"Diana, good morning." Hannah greeted with a smile, she was one of her roommate who soon became one of her friends, the other being Barbara, her other roommate. The prodigy returned the greeting with a small smile. "Good morning Hannah, how was your morning?"

"It was fine, oh have you had breakfast yet? Barbara and I were wondering and we wanted to invite you."

"I'm sorry to say that I already did, but I would gladly join for the next time." Hannah smiled and nodded before perking up. "Do you have any plans today?" Diana thought for a moment before she shook her head. "Well aside from advanced reading and possibly learning new spells, no I don't think so."

"Then come with us later." The British witch tilted her head. "To where?"

"Blytonbury, we could have some fun, the three of us."

"Hmm-" The prodigy was about to decline when she suddenly remembered that she had never actually tried to take it easy on her day off, always studying, helping students and teachers. Taking this opportunity to try this so called 'fun' she nodded.

"I accept, what time should we head out?" The blue eyed witch asked, causing the other girl to smile widely as she got Diana to agree in taking it easy once in a while.

"How about now?"

...

Diana Cavendish was separated from her team mates, it was a first since she was never the type to get lost of all things. Trying to recall what happened earlier starting to where they were about to head towards the town with their broom, her two roommates chattering and laughing making Diana feel a little bit left out, Diana spacing out, which was mind you once in a blue moon, and breaking off the trance finding herself alone.

Sighing to herself, she sat by the fountain, calming herself to the sound of water hitting water. She observed the small town, people walking together both magical and non-magical. The witch tapped her broom with her index finger and continued to observe when she heard a series of 'oohhs' and 'aaahh' from the crowd just a little further away from her.

Curious, Diana stood up and went to what the crowd was going on about. She stood on her tiptoes trying to get a view on what was happening.

"For my next trick, I'm going to turn this water into wine. Now may I have a volunteer?" A cheery voice called out, people starting to raise their hand to volunteer. Diana walked a few steps when she finally got a clear view of what the center of attention is. Simple casual attire composing of jeans and a simple t-shirt and sneakers was what she observed first. Then stared at the girl doing these so-called 'tricks,' she had burgundy hair pulled into a ponytail with a blunt side bangs, and those, the blue eyed girl noticed, crimson eyes which seems to light up.

"How about you mister?" The crimson eyed girl picked a teenage boy, probably in the age of 16 and held out a translucent glass. "I want you to hold onto this whilst I pour water.' The girl said as the volunteer nodded.

"Now I want everyone to focus on this glass, while I turn this water into wine." The magician asked for a bottle water and received one from a nearby audience, giving a swift thanks and proceeding to pour the liquid.

Diana watched in disinterest. 'Magicians.' She thought in distaste. They were people who had the capacity to trick people without using any real magic, they were people who Diana dislike the most.

"Well that isn't right." The magician said out loud as she stares at the water on the glass. A series of boo's were heard and the prodigy swore she saw the girl smirk, causing the blue eyed girl to roll her eyes.

"What if I-" The crimson eyed girl placed her index finger and her thumb on each side of the glass, it took a few second when the water suddenly colored into something darker. Diana raised her eye brow.

"It turned into wine!"

"Are you serious?!"

Series of awes broke free from the crowd while some still weren't falling for the trick, the witch included. "Then how about a taste?" The magician gestured the lad to take a sip and as he did, his eyes widened at disbelief. "It is wine!" the crowd claps at the performer while the magician bowed and gave a cheery thanks.

The crowd cheered while Diana only sighed at the silly act, obviously the glass was a prop and it had some kind of mechanism to it. She wondered how people could actually believe a magician.

"Well now that trick is done. Now, I'll move on to the next trick." The girl said with her cheerful voice. Scanning the audience she spots the prodigy with her crimson eyes, as they perk up in the sight of Diana.

"Miss, would you care to join me with my next act?" The magician asked sweetly as she held out a hand. The British witch stared at the hand at disbelief. Was this fraud really asking a real witch that can perform real magic to join her with those illusions?

"Come on, it'll be fun." The performer smiled. Diana gave an exasperated sigh but gave in, she ignored the hand that the magician held out and walked in front with the other girl.

"Okayyyy, everyone clap for- uh" The magician looked at the witch waiting for her to say her name. Diana sighed, she really didn't want to be with this phony.

'I guess this is an acceptable way to pass time.'

"Diana."

"Clap for Diana everybody!" The crowd cheered, others impatient, wanting to see the amazing trick this fraud have at her sleeves. The magician gave a big smile at the audience before rummaging through her pockets.

"Now, Diana, I'm going to give you something, no it's not a snake or a rat-" The crowd laughed at that while the witch gave an unnoticeable sigh. "In fact I'm going to give you a single rose." The magician held out her hand with now contained a single red rose petal. "This is what I'll give you." Diana looked at the petal and gave her a confused look.

"You're going to give me a single rose petal? Is that your magic?" The crimson eyed girl laughed. "Of course not! Everyone, you too Diana, I want you to watch me and just believe in me." The magician breathe out. "I'm going to transform this petal back to it's beautiful form."

It took her interest, Diana took interest at what the magician had said, surely she have a trick up her sleeve, probably a single rose and let the power of illusion do it's work.

"Now, everyone, watch me..." The magician held the rose with both her index finger and thumb, she breathed out and slowly lets go if the petal leaving it to levitate mid-air.

Diana Cavendish unconsciously focused on what was happening in front of her. She watched the levitating petal before noticing that series of similar petal started to sprout and a long green stem reveal itself as it grew underneath the rose, thorns started to form and the green leaf attached to the stem. Unbelievable was the first thing that came into the witch's mind, and guessed that the audience around them thought of the same thing.

Diana was at awe as she stared at the rose in front of her, now being held by the magician. The thunderous clapping of the audience broke the spell that seemed to enrapture the young witch.

"Thank you. Diana, I believe this is for you- oh, I almost forgot." The performer plucked the thorns from the rose. "Wouldn't want you getting hurt now." The magician smiled. The witch prodigy, the smartest, the most knowledgeable witch to exist in the generation stared at the rose with a single question in her mind.

'How did she do that?'