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I can't believe how fast everything happened!! One moment I was standing looking at my family, completely stunned and the next all sorts of weird people are coming into my home saying they are from the Ministry of Magic. My parents sent me to my room so they could deal with this and because they did not want to look at me after all the windows shattered. I am left only with my thoughts to keep me company, Hermione wont even look at me.
Why, after all this time of being jealous of my sister have I discovered magic in me as well? And why did not one in the magical community pick up on it? According to what I can hear from the vent the Ministry of Magic is deeply concerned about this, but why? Lots of people have magic and have lost control before. Before she started going to Hogwarts, Hermione would always accidentally break something without meaning to and not only did mom and dad not punish her, the Ministry never came to our house.
Before too long I here people coming upstairs. What are they going to do with me? Throw me in Wizard prison? My thoughts come to a halt when I hear the knock at my door and I don't even think about it when I tell them to enter. They them I was expecting though turns out to be an ancient looking man with twinkling blue eyes.
"You must be Cassandra, I am Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts. Do you know why I am here?" He asks patiently.
"You and the rest of the Ministry have come to take me away because of what I did?" I ask in reply.
"Why would you think that Cassandra, has anyone given you a reason to think that?"
I instantly understand why my sister is always talking about Dumbledore, he gives of the illusion of a Grandfather trying to understand his grandchildren, and too bad I am not fooled and can tell it is just that, an illusion. At once my patience is gone.
"Well I don't know maybe it is because you just barge into my house and instantly begin putting blame on people for something they had no control over!"
"I am sorry you feel that way Cassandra but we are not going to take you away, we only came to assess the damages and to help."
Once he tells me I am not going to be taken away I realize I am not relieved at all, if fact I am down right disappointed. I want to be taken away, not one here loves me anyway and I am treated almost like I don't exist.
Dumbledore interrupts my thoughts, "Cassandra, would you like to know about your powers? I am sure you are curious as to what exactly you can do."
"Sure, I guess I do want to know my abilities, and why my magic never surfaced until now."
"Well first I must tell you that you are not a normal witch. You are a compulsionary witch, what ever you want you can have. As well you do not need a wand to perform magic you must simply want something for it to happen. Now keep in mind you must truly want it to happen, you magic will know the difference between a true desire and a fake wish. You are able to do anything and because of this you must be trained a special way, normal wizarding school would be of no help to you and your gift. I will be training you myself, do you understand what I am telling you?"
"You mean I can actually do anything I want if I truly wanted to? How do you train a person for this sort of thing, I mean how do you train a person to not desire things?"
"That is where the hardships begin. Your type of power has not been seen for over a thousand years and no one in this day and age knows how to train a compulsionary witch or even where to start. We would be working of speculation and guess work but we must get you under control or you could do serious damage to the world and people around you. I will come to your house every day for training, during the time I am not here I want you to try not to think of anything you want, can you handle that?"
What is this guy saying? He wants me to stop thinking all together, because there is no way I can look at my family or anything around me without wanting something more. He is also saying this is my fault! I did not ask for this, well I wanted powers but not ones I couldn't control!!! He just looks at me and tells me he will be back tomorrow to begin my training. Through the vent I can hear him tell me parents that he will try his best but he thinks it is hopeless.
Why is this happening to me? No one understands what it is like to be me and no one ever will.
*I wish I had someone in my life that could understand me and actually show me the way!!!*
Before the thought is even completely through my head I hear a loud popping noise and I fall to the ground, with a heavy object on top of me. As I look up I find myself staring into the most beautiful, almost silver, eyes I have ever seen.
I can't believe how fast everything happened!! One moment I was standing looking at my family, completely stunned and the next all sorts of weird people are coming into my home saying they are from the Ministry of Magic. My parents sent me to my room so they could deal with this and because they did not want to look at me after all the windows shattered. I am left only with my thoughts to keep me company, Hermione wont even look at me.
Why, after all this time of being jealous of my sister have I discovered magic in me as well? And why did not one in the magical community pick up on it? According to what I can hear from the vent the Ministry of Magic is deeply concerned about this, but why? Lots of people have magic and have lost control before. Before she started going to Hogwarts, Hermione would always accidentally break something without meaning to and not only did mom and dad not punish her, the Ministry never came to our house.
Before too long I here people coming upstairs. What are they going to do with me? Throw me in Wizard prison? My thoughts come to a halt when I hear the knock at my door and I don't even think about it when I tell them to enter. They them I was expecting though turns out to be an ancient looking man with twinkling blue eyes.
"You must be Cassandra, I am Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts. Do you know why I am here?" He asks patiently.
"You and the rest of the Ministry have come to take me away because of what I did?" I ask in reply.
"Why would you think that Cassandra, has anyone given you a reason to think that?"
I instantly understand why my sister is always talking about Dumbledore, he gives of the illusion of a Grandfather trying to understand his grandchildren, and too bad I am not fooled and can tell it is just that, an illusion. At once my patience is gone.
"Well I don't know maybe it is because you just barge into my house and instantly begin putting blame on people for something they had no control over!"
"I am sorry you feel that way Cassandra but we are not going to take you away, we only came to assess the damages and to help."
Once he tells me I am not going to be taken away I realize I am not relieved at all, if fact I am down right disappointed. I want to be taken away, not one here loves me anyway and I am treated almost like I don't exist.
Dumbledore interrupts my thoughts, "Cassandra, would you like to know about your powers? I am sure you are curious as to what exactly you can do."
"Sure, I guess I do want to know my abilities, and why my magic never surfaced until now."
"Well first I must tell you that you are not a normal witch. You are a compulsionary witch, what ever you want you can have. As well you do not need a wand to perform magic you must simply want something for it to happen. Now keep in mind you must truly want it to happen, you magic will know the difference between a true desire and a fake wish. You are able to do anything and because of this you must be trained a special way, normal wizarding school would be of no help to you and your gift. I will be training you myself, do you understand what I am telling you?"
"You mean I can actually do anything I want if I truly wanted to? How do you train a person for this sort of thing, I mean how do you train a person to not desire things?"
"That is where the hardships begin. Your type of power has not been seen for over a thousand years and no one in this day and age knows how to train a compulsionary witch or even where to start. We would be working of speculation and guess work but we must get you under control or you could do serious damage to the world and people around you. I will come to your house every day for training, during the time I am not here I want you to try not to think of anything you want, can you handle that?"
What is this guy saying? He wants me to stop thinking all together, because there is no way I can look at my family or anything around me without wanting something more. He is also saying this is my fault! I did not ask for this, well I wanted powers but not ones I couldn't control!!! He just looks at me and tells me he will be back tomorrow to begin my training. Through the vent I can hear him tell me parents that he will try his best but he thinks it is hopeless.
Why is this happening to me? No one understands what it is like to be me and no one ever will.
*I wish I had someone in my life that could understand me and actually show me the way!!!*
Before the thought is even completely through my head I hear a loud popping noise and I fall to the ground, with a heavy object on top of me. As I look up I find myself staring into the most beautiful, almost silver, eyes I have ever seen.