Prolouge
"Please have a seat, Miss Evans. Mr. Schore will be with you in a short while," the young wizard said to the woman with red hair.
"Thank you," Lily Evans said as she looked around the office. Her eyes glanced over the old furniture and stopped at the large puzzle lying on the far end table. Out of curiousity she walked over. It was a picture of the anciet Roman Ruins.
"Wait a minute," murmured Lily to herself. "It's missing a piece"
Lily looked all around the office floor. She had almost given up when she felt her feet step on something, and she instinctively looked down.
"Aha," Lily said triumphantly as she reached down to pick up the piece from the floor and put the last piece to complete the puzzle. "Now, that looks just perfect."
"Hello, is it Miss Evans?" a deep male voice unmistakable with its American accent came from the doorway.
Lily, feeling a little embarrassed, sprang around to face where the voice had come from. Her legs seem to fail her at once. Just as she was going to fall, two strong hands held her up. Lily looked up and stared into the most incredible blue eyes, and she was mesmorized.
"James? Is it really you? James?" Lily said softly as tears rolled down her cheeks.
"Miss Evans, I'm Michael Shore. I was expecting you for a meeting," said the man with the American accent.
That seemed to wake Lily up from her daze. She quickly straightened her robe and her hair and wiped the tears off her face. "Mr. Shore, will you please excuse my behavior just now? I'm sorry. I hope this will not effect our working relationship."
Michael smiled at this witch in front of him. She had such an aura around her, and her eyes, how could he describe her eyes. When those green eyes looked into his eyes moments earlier, he felt as if she could see into his soul. But he simply said, "Not a problem."
They both sat down at the conference table in the middle of the room. Michael started to talk about the contract about the school and the grounds he had looked at. Lily couldn't help but stare at Michael's face. How can two people look so much alike? Her heart was beating so fast that she almost couldn't breathe.
Michael suddenly stopped talking and looked up. "Is there something stuck in between my teeth? Is my face so very amusing, Miss Evans?" He half-heartly joked with her, but he stopped when he saw the look in her eyes. Tears pricked at the corner of Lily's eyes, and despite her best effort to hold them in, they inevitably rolled down her cheeks. He was just about to say something when she picked up her bag and ran out the door without a word.
"Miss Evans." he called out after her, but she was gone.