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I glanced out my window gazing at the gathering storm clouds itching to get up to the roof. "There's no way I can sneak past my uncle though," I thought annoyed. He knew how much I hated staying during a storm, however he had his reasons for keeping me in I suppose. "Wouldn't want me to burn something to the ground again." I muttered, "Even thought the last time was a complete accident! Someone had broken my concentration! Well, no use torturing yourself, go do something useful." I chided myself trying not to think of the actual reason I shouldn't go out in the storm. I decided to pay a visit to the Great hall since I couldn't be outside, standing under the magical ceiling would have to do. I picked up my wand, sent out a spell to check if anyone was on the other side, then exited. I padded

down the stairs quietly not wanting to wake any portraits, for they make quite a racket if woken. I reached the Great Hall successfully, but changed my mind, walking instead toward the doors that led out onto the grounds, apprehension building in me.

I hadn't been out in a storm since, since, lighting hit, a few feet away from me. Since the night my parents died. Thunder boomed, the storm was coming closer. Started to shake. My power had always seemed to be my friend, now knew better. It was not a pet, it was wild like a lion. It could kill. That thought trigged a cascaded of memories, I tried to break free of them, but there were too many. I turned tail, and staggered into the castle, collapsing just inside the door.

That was where my uncle found me next morning.

As I opened my I expected him to scold me for going out, but all he did was hand me a piece of chocolate, his medicine for all occasions. "You had to go out sometime I suppose," he said as I ate, "And nothing was burnt this time that must be an improvement." he laughed a twinkle in his eye. "What did you see?"

"I didn't see any one image they all came back in a rush, drowning me," I whispered, "Uncle, will my power ever obey me again?"

"I don't know Cassie, I just don't know." murmured Albus Dumbledore. His voice turned brisk, "Well, you should go back to your room meditate, concentration control. We don't want any of Hogwarts' students burning to a crisp, when they arrive." I smiled, though the joke stung a little, shook my head to clear it of the usual voices, and went upstairs.

"The students," I thought, "He's right term starts in two weeks. I'll be

joining the 4 years in their classes. Trying to blend in. Pretend to be

normal. Hah! That'll be the day. There is no such thing as normal."

I argued with myself. At least I'd be with people my own age, spending the summer with adults isn't exactly thrilling. I'd also be able to sleep in the girls' dorm something I had pushed my uncle very hard for.

I hoped that this year I might meet someone who'll become my best friend. I desperately wanted a bff. Someone who in time I could tell about my power. Someone who wouldn't shy away in fear, or think I was conceited, because I can do more than the usual magic. Because I am special.

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- Cinderstorm