A/N: I got a teensy bit bored writing my other story and this just came to me…enjoy…this chapter isn't inappropriate but the story will be eventually so I know the rating is a little off for this chapter.

Chapter 1

Don't be a Stranger

She looked up politely as her name was called and grinned. The owner of the melodic voice was Carolyn, her soul sister. Cesily was shocked to see her frowning down at her hands, which were holding a marigold and fern frond; Carolyn never frowned at flowers. Her pale blonde hair was teasing in the wind and she was beautiful, but for some reason her frown suffocated the beauty and emphasized all the ugliness that she hid inside.

"What's wrong?" Cesily closed her journal and dropped her fountain pen. Cesily's long deep brown hair flew up in a gust letting her greenish-gray eyes twinkle with amusement and Carolyn sat down next to her on the bench. She let the flowers drop into her lap as she leaned back.

"He's leaving…he's a…a…" Carolyn struggled with the words as tears welled up in her honey brown eyes.

"He's a what?" Cesily turned to face Carolyn's devastated profile.

"He's a wizard," Carolyn let out a sob and buried her face in her hands.

***

She was sitting across the road in the park comforting a friend when he walked out of the store. He held the book under one arm and a cup of coffee in the opposite hand and his hair rippled atop his head. Cesily Morgan…the name seemed to be whispered to him by the wind. She seemed to leave a trail of magic behind her as she walked aligning and realigning her hips and shoulders, he was infatuated with her.

She waved to him as he crossed to the street and he waved back trying to keep himself from jumping up and shrieking with joy. Her friend, Carolyn got up and left her holding a small arrangement of flowers and Cesily sighed as she watched Carolyn lope away sadly.

He walked towards her and felt carried along by the feeling of sheer ambition pumping through out his body. She looked at him with her gorgeous eyes and smiled showing pearly teeth and his heart fluttered as he sat next to her. Why was he doing this?

"Hi, Austin," she said as he sipped his coffee nervously.

***

"I know she's magical, Sir, but there's something else," Minerva McGonagall ask Albus Dumbledore potently. Her strict eyes burned with a fierce sense of power.

"Well, she's very powerful, her family is very powerful, she just doesn't know it," Dumbledore's eyes twinkled with a sense of humor at Minerva's rage.

"Her family isn't supposed to know it, she was supposed to be a squib, that's what the prophet said," Minerva paced the floor nervously, she couldn't believe she was doing this.

"If her family gave up wizardry and she was supposed to be something she's not then she still has every right to join us here," Dumbledore sat at his desk behind the piles of entry letters.

"She's thirteen, predicted to be a squib, and we just found out she had magic blood now, doesn't that mean that maybe someone did something to her?"

"Minerva, maybe the prediction was a…"

"Halenitope never gave faulty predictions," Minerva stared coldly at the wall.

"Fine, we'll give her a personal interview if it would put you at ease," Dumbledore beamed at her and pulled out his wand, "scones?"

***

The sun glowed orange against the crimson sunset as Cesily gazed out of her bedroom window. Her elegant script adorned the page of her journal and she hummed along to her favorite song playing on the radio. Carolyn's situation chased itself around in Cesily's head. Devin was not a wizard; there was no such thing as wizards. Carolyn loved Devin with all her heart, but he was going off to school to study magic, he was supposed to leave two years ago.

Cesily filled her page with her opinions of magic and what it was. Magic? Devin only knew so little about what was going on, Carolyn even less, which basically left Cesily with nothing. Not that she needed to know, Devin and her weren't particularly close, in fact they weren't particularly friendly to each other, but everyone knew that Devin's friend Austin liked Cesily a lot, everyone except Cesily.

The sky had gone from crimson to deep violet and pinpricks of light started to draw pictures across the sky. Yawning as she closed her journal, Cesily made her way to her bed and lay luxuriously across it. Poor Carolyn, she thought, as she drifted silently off to sleep.

***

Carolyn sat on the swing holding her flower between her fingers. The gentle rocking lulled her into deep thoughts about Devin Fischer, her boyfriend. He was perfect for her…he was an Aries, she was an Aquarius…a match made in Heaven, but then he was a 'wizard'. What that was supposed to mean Carolyn didn't know, she just wanted things to be normal again.

The breeze had calmed down and the sky was dark and star sprinkled, it was beautiful but Carolyn couldn't feel the beauty only the pain. The she heard it, his voice whispering her name softly and carefully. Devin approached her slowly his hands stuffed into his pockets and sat down next to her.

"Why?" Carolyn asked looking into his eyes.

"I don't know, I just don't know. You're not supposed to understand," Devin looked skyward and then towards the rows of shops lining the streets.

"What's that supposed to mean? I'm too stupid or something? Please, explain," Carolyn was crying now, tears sparkling on her cheeks.

Devin opened his mouth slowly and spoke. "If I knew I would tell you, Carolyn. I'm not trying to hurt you, but we're different now you and me. I'm a wizard, and the head of the school thinks I'm special that's why I'm starting late. I want to do this, find out what it's about, and I'm sorry you feel that we have to end, but that's how I feel too. I'm sorry."

"Why are you here now?" Carolyn folded her arms angrily; she was outraged.

"I wanted to…give you something," Devin reached into his pocket and lifted out a bag, which he handed to Carolyn. Carolyn held it before opening it to reveal necklace with a very cryptic looking charm on it. It was made of petrified wood and was a squiggle shape. She gasped her name was engraved on it. "I was going to give it to you on your birthday next month, but since I won't be here then…" His sentence trailed off. "Goodbye, Carolyn, don't be a stranger," He left and walked slowly into the darkness until all that could be heard was Carolyn's soft sobs.