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Chapter One: Mama and Ballet.

I looked at Mama in awe. She looked like a beautiful swan on the stage. Her feet did one last graceful leap and she landed on her toes,arms above her head. Then she spun and bowed at the end of the three turns, finishing her solo dance.

I jumped up and applauded as loud as I could. Daddy wolf whistled and clapped along with me. We were seated in the first row so we turned around to see how the rest of the audience reacted to Mama's performance. I grinned as everyone was giving Mama a standing ovation.

The curtains closed and Daddy led me to backstage. Me being only six, I held onto his hand tightly, afraid to get lost in the huge theater full of strangers.

A week ago, Mama had been given a ballet solo by a famous theater in town. Even though it was not a full house, a large number of people showed up. I was so happy that Mama was living her dream, dancing ballet in front of the world gracefully. That was her dream. But her goal was to dance in front of the wizarding world.

Mama was a muggle but her grandmother was a witch. Daddy never believed it but Mama often came into my room and told me stories of the wizarding world that her grandmother used to tell her. I just sat there in awe, wishing i could be a part of that world.

Then she would tell me with determination shining in her eyes that she would someday dance in front of the wizarding world's greatest ballet judges, Shawn P. Johansson, Dutchess Victoria Jenkins and Madam Miore Tessa. These were purebloods and they despised all muggles and muggleborns. They claimed that ballet was not ballet unless there was magic involved. Mama wanted to prove them and change their views on Muggle ballet forever. I pray every night for her dream to come true.

Daddy and i reached the door of Mama's dressing room and opened it. I was overwhelmed by all the flowers in her room. I pulled out a rose from a bunch behind me and handed it to mama. She laughed and picked me up, kissing my forehead.

Daddy hugged both of us and soon we were driving home in his car, discussing about Mama's brilliant performance. I sighed happily and closed my eyes. I saw Mama's graceful body spinning and twirling in the stage lights. My heart pounded whenever i recalled her standing on her toes in those beautiful pink silk pointe shoes. When i grow up, i want to dance in those very shoes.

As we reached home, i wondered how Mama would get to the wizarding world of performing arts. Does Mama have any wizarding friends that might know the famous judges?

I ran up to Mama and asked her. Mama smiled and looked down to me.

"Just wait Hermione dear. One of the audience members was a niece of Victoria who enjoys muggle ballet. I invited him through a friend and he came to see me backstage. He said that i would have to wait a year atleast to get to see those famous judges. I do not care how many years it would get me to them. Things are finally turning out the way i want them to" Mama said as she happily stood on her toes and spun in joy.

I giggled and tried to mimic her but i stumbled midturn and burst out laughing. One year was all Mama needed to get her act right and wow them.