Everything was normal at the Wilson's household until six years old Primrose Wilson heard her retired detective father Henry cursed at the newspaper he was reading. The little brown haired girl gasped and told her father that it wasn't a good thing to curse. Henry was perplexed with what his daughter said. He hadn't opened his mouth the whole time but he was indeed cursing inside his head. That's how Primrose knew that she could do things that other people cannot. She can read people's minds; hear their thoughts as if they were speaking out loud. As she grew up, she learned more tricks such as controlling water or making things explode when she was really mad. Henry, being a well-respected detective during his service, didn't know how to explain the phenomenon surrounding his only child. To keep her out of trouble, he instructed her to not show anyone the things she could do. She was also enrolled to a private school for gifted children, hoping that it could help her get rid of the tricks she could do.

Primrose was already thirteen years old. To anyone who saw her, she was a normal girl. She was a beautiful one too, with long hazelnut brown hair and emerald green eyes. She excelled in her literature class and enjoyed playing soccer after school. She was very friendly and sweet as well but, that didn't help her make friends. Even though she was studying in a school for gifted children, students there still thought that she was different. Some sort of freak. They didn't want to be with her and kept their distance.

The sun was almost setting and primrose was running along their neighborhood in her sweaty and soiled soccer uniform with a dirty white soccer ball stuck under her arm. Her breathing was heavy as she had been running a mile or two now and her ponytailed hair was sticky with sweat, her bangs glued to her forehead. She arrived at the front door of their house minutes before six p.m. she went inside the warm house, placing the soccer ball down and scraping off the dirt from under her shoes to the floor mat. She was about to go to the kitchen to get herself a glass of water when she realized that she wasn't alone. Aside from her father, who was busy making dinner in the kitchen, primrose found three more guests sitting in the living room. She recognized one of them as her cousin Harry Potter.

"Harry, it's so nice to see you!" beamed primrose.

Harry smiled widely and got on his feet, along with the other guests, and was about to hug his dear cousin. They were so eager to hug one another but they both realized how dirty and sweaty she was that they ended up just waving at each other. Primrose was the only cousin that Harry liked. She was completely different from Dudley. His and Primrose's late mother, Freesia, were sisters and that's how they were related.

"It's nice to see you too, Stephanie" said Harry, calling Primrose by her second name which she preferred the most, "Oh by the way, and this is my best friend Ronald Weasley and his father Arthur Weasley"

The younger redheaded boy smiled and shook hands with Stephanie, "I'd prefer to be called Ron"

"It's nice to meet you, Ron" Stephanie said sweetly then shook hands with the older Weasley, "And I would very much appreciate it if you called me by my other name, Stephanie"

After the introductions, Henry announced that dinner was ready. They all gathered around the small round dinner table where each plate had a yummy rib eye steak swimming in hot gravy and some mashed potato with sour cream. Everybody started to eat and Ron was definitely enjoying the dinner that was prepared for them and Stephanie was very amused.

"I'm really happy to see you again, Harry" Stephanie said after eating a piece of her steak, "I haven't seen you in a while and Aunt Petunia or Uncle Dudley wouldn't tell me where you were during school days. What made you visit us today?"

"We're actually here to see you" admitted Harry, eating a spoonful of warm soft mashed potato.

Stephanie was surprised to hear the word we and she looked at the Weasleys. She was pretty sure that she had never met them before but they were there to see her nonetheless. Mr. Weasley wiped his lips clean with a napkin and gave the young girl a friendly smile.

"We're here to tell you that you've been accepted to Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry" said Mr. Weasley enthusiastically.

Stephanie made a choking sound as she accidentally swallowed a big chunk of steak. She spat it on her napkin and looked at the man in bewilderment.

"Have you gone mental?" was all that Stephanie could say.

"I know, I know it sounds completely crazy and nonsensical but, it is entirely true!" explained Mr. Weasley, "Your father didn't believe us as well either when we told him about it so I had to show him a few tricks then he remembered some weird experiences with you"

"W-with me?" Stephanie looked at her father with a shocked expression, "I thought we weren't supposed to talk about those with other people?"

Henry drew a deep breath and gently held his daughter's trembling fist, "I know but, I think these people are the ones who can actually help you with it"

"You, Primrose Wilson, are a witch" Mr. Weasley finally said and was pulling out an envelope from his coat pocket, "Hogwarts might've seen your potential and they want you to attend this school year. You don't have to worry about expenses anymore because everything has already been covered"

Stephanie carefully took the letter from Mr. Weasley and quietly read it. It was a letter from the school saying that she was accepted for the school year and it was listed there the things that she would need such as a broomstick, cauldron, and text books that were all related to magic. She couldn't believe everything that she was reading and quietly looked at her cousin and Ron, who was still busy eating.

"Are you a wizard?" Stephanie asked Harry, feeling stupid for asking such a question.

Harry smiled and gave her a nod, "As well as Ron. I'm sure you'll definitely enjoy it in Hogwarts"

After dinner, they all went to the front door and Stephanie didn't realize that there was already a luggage with her stuff in it. Mr. Weasley volunteered to take it to his car and shook hands with Henry before going out.

"I'm coming with them?" Stephanie asked her father curiously.

Henry held his daughter's cheeks gently and smiled while looking into her green eyes which always reminded him of his late wife.

"I believe that these people are good" explained Henry, "They're just like you so I'm sure that you'll fit in with them. People won't look at you as if you're different. Besides, Harry will be there. I'm sure he'll take care of you"

Stephanie hugged her father tight and smiled. She didn't really know what was going on, with wizards suddenly appearing in their house but she still agreed to go with them. Ron thanked Henry for the wonderful dinner while Harry gave his uncle a quick hug and promised to visit again soon. Stephanie followed her cousin and Ron to the driveway where she saw a small blue car parked. Mr. Weasley was already in it, ready to drive off the night. Somehow, Stephanie felt disappointed. She was expecting to see a broomstick or something. Ron got in first, followed by Stephanie and Harry. They rolled down the window and waved at Henry.

"See you soon, dad" Stephanie said and waved.

Henry smiled, "See you soon and take care"

Mr. Weasley stepped on the pedal and the car smoothly drove off the ordinary neighborhood. As the car was gaining speed, Stephanie gasped when she noticed that they were starting to float. The wheels of the car were already off the ground and they went higher and higher like an airplane. Stephanie looked down on her neighborhood with excitement in her eyes and giggled.

"This is impossible" she said.

Harry smiled at his cousin's reaction, remembering the first time he had encountered it, "It's not impossible, it's magic"

And through the beautiful night, the blue car flew around London under the starry black sky.