Magic: My Curse and Gift

By: Firefly250

Summary: Emilie Taylor has a secret no one knows of except her best friends, Whitney Evans, and Virginia Weasley (a.k.a. Ginny). But even her best friends are a secret, because well,...because of what they are. But Emilie's biggest problem isn't passing all her classes in the two worlds she lives in, or keeping her friends and herself a secret. Or even fighting the evilest wizard of all times! Her biggest problem: not falling hard for a boy she was friends with,... nearly eight years ago.

Disclaimer: I own almost nothing! Not that I had to tell you this, after all you guys are smart people. Now just use your common intellect! Hope you enjoy!

A/N: This story takes place during Harry's seventh, and final (sob) year.

P.S.: Let's say that the year is 2004 in this story, shall we? Thanx

Prologue

"Three Angels will rise,

Before the 'one' falls.

But only four

Will completely understand

The boundary walls.

One will be smart,

But harsh at first glow;

One will be kind,

But never seen as bold;

One will be a guy,

Not an Angel,

And older then the three.

But the last girl,

Is none other then thee!

The last Angel at first

May not be seen,

But pieces will finally tie together

Starting at seven o' three.

But trouble will come,

And struggle will shout.

A voice will yell up,

And people will look about.

Soon you'll see.

Things are never

As easy as they seem.

But love will, by far,

Be the hardest.

The time has come,

Now you'll know what I mean."

Emilie Dawn Taylor woke up with a start, the July morning air warm against her sun kissed face. She was a 16 year-old, with shoulder length, light brown hair, chocolate brown eyes, medium height and size, and curves that every girl envied. But for a girl as beautiful as she was, she never felt it. For her past was as dangerous as her magic.

That's right, her magic. The magic she grew up with. The magic that was the reason she had no family. The magic that had saved her from death so many time, but yet couldn't save her late mum from cancer. Or stop her late dad from hitting her.

That was her magic. Her curse. Her gift. And the only reason it was a gift is the fact that it had given her a new start when her past had reached it's limits. It had given her a home in the Fairy Realm, full of new hopes, possibilities, shelter, clothes, and food, but no warmth. She had always know that the world she lived in had no warmth whatsoever.

It was friendly enough, but you never had a real best friend, just like you had no real enemies, unless you were Emilie. To Emilie, everyone was her enemy. That's how life had always been, until a week ago. The day when perfection had finally pushed her to far and she realized again what it was like to have a secret. What it was like to be in danger. But mostly, what is was like to have a friend again.

I hope you liked the Prologue to the story. Next 7 chapters or so are going to be the flashback of last week. Please send at least five reviews! PLEASE! PRETTY PLEASE! PRETTY-PRETTY PLEASE!

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