A/N: Ah…the framework of a story has risen in my head and now it's time to string words together. Here's chapter three…enjoy it! I am also taking messages as requesting to become characters in the story…email me at Amica3737@aol.com
Chapter 3
The Elite
The waves crashed up against the rocks sprinkling Carolyn in the face with a misty spray. She knelt forlornly upon the rocky coves jutting out into the depths of the oceans. Her dress flew majestically out around her along with her light golden blonde hair. Between her fingers she held a lotus flower that she peered at with ample eyes and let her bitter tears drip down to. The sun had begun to set casting orange and pink shadows across her heaving body creating a picture of beauty and immense sadness.
The world had turned its back on her; Cesily was magical, too. The only people she had ever loved had betrayed her. Cesily, she thought ambiguously, the girl who once told she'd never leave me has now left me along with the one person I had ever loved. The tears flowed freely down her pale cheeks as she knelt tragically surrounded by her flowing lavender dress.
Sometime later she had drifted off to a difficult sleep full of dreams of Cesily and Devin kissing passionately and then turning Carolyn into a warty toad. She tossed and turned on the rock until she felt a gentle hand on her shoulder. Her eyelids fluttered open and she was looking into a pair of shocking blues cover with stray locks of black hair. "Hello, sleeping beauty. Did I wake you?"
***
Cesily thought helplessly of Carolyn as she followed Dumbledore down a dusky passage way. She had written her before she left Worthington telling her about her own magic. She was right, she did have magic.
The passage writhed and twisted father and farther down until they reached a door. Dumbledore smiled at her and began to speak.
"Would you like some tea?" He asked.
"Uh, yes, please," She didn't notice that the door had swung open to expose a room stretching many meters down. A very long wooden table and chairs with plush upholstery we set up and portraits were hung along the wall. A chandelier glistened nobly in the warm light of candelabras and torches.
At the table sat three other people, one of which was Devin, Carolyn's boyfriend. Cesily eyed him apprehensively before taking a seat next to the only other girl. The girl was wearing silky robes of misty green and had silver buds in her auburn bun atop her head. Cesily looked down at her own cotton dress and felt as though she paled in comparison of this other girl. Dumbledore, eyeing Cesily's seemingly discomfort conjured up a robe similar to her neighbor's except in pale blue. He handed them to her and pointed out a washroom.
Cesily changed into the robes; they were beautiful and very soft against her skin. She also pulled one of the diamond-ish looking flowers from a pot standing against the mirror.
"You look beautiful dear," came the voice of a woman. Cesily wheeled around and stared blankly into the empty powder room.
"Who said that?"
"I did," came the voice again this time with a slight giggle.
"Who's "I"," Cesily said somewhat scared.
"The mirror, dear, I am the mirror,"
***
Austin stared blankly across the room where his girlfriend, or ex girlfriend, was standing with her hands on her jutting hips. Haiku Eepa, the extremely beautiful girl across the room, just stared coldly at Austin. She knew whom he really liked. That superficial Cesily girl with the dark and pale skin and captivating eyes who dressed like she was from the sixties.
She herself was quite a looker. Her skin was dark and creamy, her hair was black and smooth and she always dressed modernly. Presently, Haiku was wearing a white dress with a colorful scarf wrapped around her waist.
"Austin why do you lie to me?" She wasn't really all that sad, she never liked him all that much. She always craved the attention that she had succeeded in receiving and this was the only way to get more.
"Because if I told you the truth it would be worse," He, too, was not devastated. He felt freedom welling up in his heart and found it quite difficult to keep from smiling.
"Well," Haiku offered awkwardly, "I'm dumping you." She stormed towards the door and looked back at Austin who was about to smile. "Aren't you going to say something?"
He merely shrugged and shut the door behind her.
***
Carolyn slowly rose up on her elbows and peered into the piercing blue eyes of the boy crouching next to her. She managed a curious smile as he helped to her feet and walked her off the rocks and to a bench leaving the lotus flower sitting beautifully on the rock.
"How long were you watching me?"
"Not long, you were thrashing about I thought you may be in trouble," the boy brushed a strand of black hair behind his ear and smiled at her.
"No, no trouble for me, uh…name…"
"Bryce, yes, I'm Bryce, and you must be Carolyn," he smiled again, a dreamy sort of smile that made Carolyn shiver.
"Yes, I am…" Carolyn looked at Bryce quizzically and asked for answer with her eyes. Bryce shifted his gaze around the beach and finally sighed.
"I moved here and as I was walking I met a boy and he pointed you out laying on the rocks," he almost sighed again out of relief.
"Oh, is that so. Did you hear about the boy named Bryce who disappeared last year?" Carolyn looked at him with a mischievous grin on her face.
Bryce tensed, for that boy was he. He had learned that he had overcome a prophecy and was now a wizard with very limited power until he acquired his Key, an object that would supply him with power. In a desperate attempt to gain more he fell into the hands of The Dark Lord. He became a recluse with his master and performed on his every whim for fear of sudden death. The master was pleased with him and named him his heir. Bryce would be powerful, he already was.
"No, isn't that a coincidence though?" he nervously chuckled through gritted teeth.
***
Cesily had taken her place next to the girl in green robes at the long table. Across from her sat a boy with platinum blonde hair who stared at her with inquiring eyes. Devin also looked at her with contempt and Cesily chose to look towards Dumbledore's twinkling eyes.
"You are the Elite," he said smiling broadly as he turned to look at each of the four children. "Before you were all born pronounced unmagical, but as you can tell you have magic now. You were all born under one of the four special stars, one for each of the elements. Ginny," he nodded to the girl sitting next to Cesily, "you were born under the star prevalent of the element of Earth. Devin, you were born under water. Draco, he said to the blonde boy, "you have air, and Cesily you were born under fire. You will be under the guidance of a man, who will teach you what you need to know before you go on your journeys," he stopped and beamed at the children.
"Sir," Ginny spoke, "what journeys?"
"Ah, Ginny, these journeys are to find your Keys. Not until then will you have full abilities."
"But I do have full abilities. This is my fifth year here at Hogwarts!" Draco spoke.
"Draco, the abilities you have now are very elementary, by the time you reach the end of the year you will be able to do very little."
Draco's face contorted with anger and then calmed.
"You will all attend school throughout this school year and the summer where you will go on your journeys and reach your keys. Sirius Black and Remus Lupin will be your teachers. I suggest you go to your home with these lists and then purchase what you need and arrive back at school a day before the term begins. Goodbye."
The students rose speechlessly from their seats to recognize Dumbledore's departure. They stood looking at each other for a very long time before Cesily finally spoke. "I guess we should leave." Everyone nodded.