It was summer afternoon, the weather was pleasant. An ancestral mansion situated at out-skates of county town of Cambridge shire was brimming with the biannual reunion of the family. The large family was currently enjoying a movie The Sorcerer's Apprentice with rapt attention.
"It is such a fascination era, I wish I could just, even for one day, experience living in that era!" said Elise.
The rest of the brood also agreed, adding their own reasons. Granny Drusilla turned to look at her great granddaughter with amusement and fondness. Her great granddaughter was a joy to be with, she was fascinated with the bygone eras as much as she was. She pestered her with all sorts of questions about her time. Elise was her only favourite grandchild from brood of twelve; she shared so many common interests with herself and the only member in the family who inherited the best traits and genes of every ancestor.
"Don't you say that always!" teased Granny Drusilla.
Elise with her cousins smiled at her.
"I wish I could jump into Harry Potter world!" said Alison sighing.
Granny Drusilla laughed with rest of the family as the children bobbed their head in complete agreement. The movie break was over and once again the family was engrossed in the film.
That night as everyone retired to bed, Drusilla lay awake in her bed contemplating her granddaughter's words. It was not the first time nor will it be the last for Elise to wish to go back in time. The girl loved history, enjoyed politics and devoured mythology for Pete's sake! Drusilla shook her head at the thoughts and where they were leading. 'My age is finally catching up with me if I'm even contemplating it!' But it was true wasn't it, she was soon going to kick the bucket and there was not much she could give to her favourite great grandchild without telling about the family's most rare and treasured trait, a gift. And what better way then to show her!
She had always been dramatic one after all! Smiling to herself Drusilla got out of the bed and walked towards her dresser; she touched a bottom drawer and opened it; resting within it was a tall slim box, retrieving it she opened and touched a slim wooden stick, feeling it hum in recognition – a wand.
Walking towards the lone painting in her room, Drusilla removed it from the peg and waved the wand and hand in square motion. A painting sized brick door appeared; she pulled it open. Inside was a encyclopaedia sized book, few tinkers and heirlooms, a bundle of parchment and ink pot with a few quills. Drusilla took out the book, parchment bundle, ink pot and quill, placed them on her desk and sat down to write a letter to Elise. Letting it dry, Drusilla opened the book and looked up few spells. Satisfied she turned to the dried letter, folded it neatly and put it in an envelope. Then summoned the family seal and sealed the envelope and cast a few spells on it. Putting back everything but the book back in the safe, she made her way to Elise's room.
Opening the door soundlessly, she silenced the room and stalked towards Elise's bed. Giving a fond smile she opened the book, held out her wand towards Elise and started chanting a spell. As the spell completed a faint white glow surrounded Elise and Drusilla smiled in accomplishment, she had never tried this spell but always wanted to.