On to chap 3. Honestly, why are people still reading this? What demonic being possessed you stupid souls and told you to click the 'next' button? I mean, come on, I'm not even Mme. Rowling, I have nothing!

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He would come over every night to watch the stars with me. That's all we would do each evening, sit and talk about the stars. Of course, on our walks we would speak of other things, mostly ourselves. Oliver and I were becoming the best of friends, sharing secrets we wouldn't tell our own friends.

Especially one that couldn't be told to anyone.

One sunset in mid July, we sat on the lawn in my backyard, intertwined, his arms around my waist, my head resting on his shoulder. He had been awfully quiet and I swear he was avoiding my eyes, which was a shame because he had such beautiful eyes.

"Oliver, what's wrong? You always tell me everything, but I think I'm in the dark about something," I asked, giving him the 'eye'. All he did was sigh and look down at me.

"Please Oliver, it's me, Claire, the girl you entrusted with the secret of Mr. Satin."I whined. I finally got a small grin and he spoke.

"I don't know if I should tell you this one, my dad doesn't think I should."

"Oh, pooh on your dad, he doesn't know me and besides, who would I share it with? The dog?" Again, all he did was give a weak smile.

"His opinion in this affair is very.. experienced."

"Oh, the experienced opinion maker. In that case, our conversation is over." I stood up to leave, but he held my wrist to stop me. I brought my free arm back as if to smack him and he shrunk away.

"Don't worry, I wouldn't hit you. I'm not Drama Queen material."

"Please, sit back down," he begged, "It's not that I don't trust you, it's that I don't think you'll believe me. The story's rather odd."

I flopped on the ground next to him. "Try me," I whispered with a sneer. He got up and started pacing. Several times he opened his mouth to speak and shut it, making him look very much like a fish. I waited patiently, knowing that sooner or later it would come out (he could never keep something from me for long). When he stopped walking, he kneeled before me and looked directly into my eyes.

"I'll tell you, as long as it stays on your lips and you don't laugh," he said seriously. I nodded and knew it had to be more important than his other stories.

"Well, Claire, I'm." he took in a breath, "I'm a wizard. I cast spells, I do magic, use a wand. You know that school that I go to? It's for other witches and wizards. I hope you can believe me, I would die if you thought I was nuts." He said this all very fast and in that one breath. It took me a second to let it sink into my head. At length, I addressed him.

"It does seem very astonishing that I'm friends with a - a wizard. That would be reason enough to try and hide it from me."

"I didn't want to hide it, I just didn't know how you would take it." he tried desperately, taking my hand.

"So you probably thought I was really stupid talking about magic like that last week."

"No, that's what made me want to tell you, I knew you wouldn't mock me." I licked my lips, hoping it might calm my nerves. "I promise you, Oliver, I won't speak a word to anyone, but I think I should go to sleep now. Good night, see you tomorrow." I left abruptly with my mind still spinning from what he told me.

I lay on my bed with my hands behind my head, thinking of what this all meant.

'If I was his best friend, and he really was a wizard, than he could show me all the wizard places and things. And what if we were to marry?'

My thoughts were going into things that haven't even been brought up as issues yet, things like marriage should never cross my mind again. Why was my brain in such turmoil over a boy?

But he isn't just a boy, this voice said in the back of my head, he's a wizard and can do things, terrible things.

"No," I said aloud, "I won't let this bother me. We will just stay normal until he has to leave." And with that, I fell asleep.

Hmmm. Sounds a little short, huh? Not much drama either. Might hafta go and change that.

R/R!