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1 Zodiacal Hogwarts
Scorp whirled round, in an everspinning circle. All the objects in her room were levitating at least 5 feet above the floor. She grinned. Her powers of telekinesis were growing.
"Scorp!" yelled her older sister, Capri. "You know what Mother has said about your powers!" Scorp rolled her eyes.
"Pisce can shove it," Scorp muttered. "So can Sagit." Sagit was her older brother. He attended Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and for the past 4 years, Scorp had gone to the Bruright School for Wiccans.
"Scorp, if Peter sees you doing magic…" Capri's voice trailed off. Capri was 18 years old, had chestnut colored hair, bright blue eyes and a perfect figure. She took after their mother in looks. Sagit was 16, had black hair, brown eyes and a surfer's body. He took after their father. Scorp, however, would be 15 on the 31st of October. She had long black hair, bright blue eyes, and a figure to rival her sisters.
"Capri, honey, couldn't you just leave your sister alone?" Pisce, their mother, called. Scorp stuck her tongue out at her sister and slammed the door in her face. A couple of minutes later, there was a knock on her door. Thinking it was Capri again, Scorp pulled the door open, while her desk and bed were levitating behind her. Peter was standing in her doorway. She raised an eyebrow at him.
"What d'you want?" she snapped. Silently, he handed her a letter. She glanced at it, then slammed the door in his face.
"Echolalia! Come down here!" she called, still looking at the letter. A black kitten jumped from the top of her wardrobe and landed on her bed, which was still floating. Scorp made a motion with her hand and the bed landed lightly on the floor. She sat on the bed and opened the letter. She snorted in disgust. It was another letter from Bruright. Scorp concentrated on the letter and it burst into flames. Smiling, she skipped down the stairs, with Echolalia at her heels.
"Any letters for me?" she asked her step-father, Peter. He shook his head, then glanced around.
"Can I talk to you for a minute?" he asked her.
"Why would I want to talk to a muggle like you?" she snapped. He dragged her to an empty room.
"Because I am not a Muggle," he laughed. Slowly, he began to change. His hair disappeared, and his eyes turned red.
"L-Lord Voldemort!" Scorp squeaked. He laughed again. His laugh was shrill and cold.
"You are smart, child," he whispered. "You can also use magic without a wand."
"Of c-c-course I c-c-can!" she stuttered. "I've been attending a Wicca School." His eyes glinted.
"Give me you arm child!" he snapped. She shook her head. Suddenly, he grabbed her arm and pushed his wand to her left forearm. A Dark Mark appeared.
"You are one of my lot now," Voldemort said. And with that, he turned back into Peter and walked off.
1 Zodiacal Hogwarts
Scorp whirled round, in an everspinning circle. All the objects in her room were levitating at least 5 feet above the floor. She grinned. Her powers of telekinesis were growing.
"Scorp!" yelled her older sister, Capri. "You know what Mother has said about your powers!" Scorp rolled her eyes.
"Pisce can shove it," Scorp muttered. "So can Sagit." Sagit was her older brother. He attended Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and for the past 4 years, Scorp had gone to the Bruright School for Wiccans.
"Scorp, if Peter sees you doing magic…" Capri's voice trailed off. Capri was 18 years old, had chestnut colored hair, bright blue eyes and a perfect figure. She took after their mother in looks. Sagit was 16, had black hair, brown eyes and a surfer's body. He took after their father. Scorp, however, would be 15 on the 31st of October. She had long black hair, bright blue eyes, and a figure to rival her sisters.
"Capri, honey, couldn't you just leave your sister alone?" Pisce, their mother, called. Scorp stuck her tongue out at her sister and slammed the door in her face. A couple of minutes later, there was a knock on her door. Thinking it was Capri again, Scorp pulled the door open, while her desk and bed were levitating behind her. Peter was standing in her doorway. She raised an eyebrow at him.
"What d'you want?" she snapped. Silently, he handed her a letter. She glanced at it, then slammed the door in his face.
"Echolalia! Come down here!" she called, still looking at the letter. A black kitten jumped from the top of her wardrobe and landed on her bed, which was still floating. Scorp made a motion with her hand and the bed landed lightly on the floor. She sat on the bed and opened the letter. She snorted in disgust. It was another letter from Bruright. Scorp concentrated on the letter and it burst into flames. Smiling, she skipped down the stairs, with Echolalia at her heels.
"Any letters for me?" she asked her step-father, Peter. He shook his head, then glanced around.
"Can I talk to you for a minute?" he asked her.
"Why would I want to talk to a muggle like you?" she snapped. He dragged her to an empty room.
"Because I am not a Muggle," he laughed. Slowly, he began to change. His hair disappeared, and his eyes turned red.
"L-Lord Voldemort!" Scorp squeaked. He laughed again. His laugh was shrill and cold.
"You are smart, child," he whispered. "You can also use magic without a wand."
"Of c-c-course I c-c-can!" she stuttered. "I've been attending a Wicca School." His eyes glinted.
"Give me you arm child!" he snapped. She shook her head. Suddenly, he grabbed her arm and pushed his wand to her left forearm. A Dark Mark appeared.
"You are one of my lot now," Voldemort said. And with that, he turned back into Peter and walked off.