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Chapter 4

Memories

"Runa, don't tell me your reading that stupid, supposed witchcraft and wizardry crap, again." Kinney scowled at me from underneath a hot pink mullet.

"So what if I am." I say casually flipping my long dark brown hair over my shoulder. "Why would you care anyway?"

He slammed down his fists on the lunchroom table and left.

My friend Cassie, a pale skinned Asian with green and yellow spiked hair, laughed, "You two are always fighting, why don't you get married already?"

I replied by throwing my History of Magic in the Early Times book at her. I retrieved it realizing I had just thrown my most prized possession at her.

"Whatever," she said continuing to paint her nails a pitch black color.

I found the book in an old bookstore on Main. The things in it are from times in Great Britain, before the era this secret magical world society called the dark times, at first I thought they were referring to a time during the Renaissance. This isn't the only book on magic I have, oh no, I have many that I study from. I love the feel of this hidden power that comes from the use of a wand.

The bell rang, and I gathered my books and headed to my English class.

Memory Shifts

I'm now standing in the hallway the next day waiting for Kinney, guess we technically kissed and made up, according to Cassie, anyways, except without the kissing.

Here he comes now in his anarchist glory. Chains hanging from his pants, and a Ramones hoodie. Guess I pretty much dress the same, 'cept I'm wearing an MxPx "Rawke Show" tee.

"You ready Runa?" He smiled, showing braces. (Classy)

"Yeah, whenever you are." I replied, now sensing I was being watched.

I looked behind me, only to find nothing. Creepy, but it still feels like someone is watching me. We start out of the school and along the busy New York streets. I glance behind me again, but only see a perverted old man trying to get a glimpse up some woman's dress. Disgusting.

"Paranoid much, there's nothing there." Kinney was watching me laughing. He handed me a cigarette, bad habit but calming.

"Hey, there's the subway." I said pointing to a stairwell leading under the street.

"Ah, right you are Runa, lucky you were watching, or the boogy monster might have got us." He cracked up laughing, clutching his sides.

I slugged him on the shoulder, as we walked down, and paid fairs for our tickets.

"That one's it, Runa." Kinney pointed to a sub, that was slowing down for a stop.

"Yup." I said glancing behind me again, the feeling of being watched just won't go away. We both hopped on, and quickly found seats. That's when I noticed, a dark haired greasy looking man, in a black cloak watching us. I got the worst case of the chills.

Then Kinney speaks up, "Who in the hell does he think he is, a wizard?"

"Not funny, who knows he could be," I say defensively. "And anyway why would he ride on a subway, if he's a wizard." I'm not so sure about this myself.

"Cya, Runa!" Kinney yells as he gets off near his apartments.

The guy isn't there anymore, where did he go? I turned to the spot Kinney had just vacated, and my eyes instantly connected with the gray ones of the greasy haired man.

"Ah, Oh my god, creep!" I yelled trying to get up.

The man shushed me, I couldn't move let alone talk.

"My names Severus Snape, Professor Snape to you, Potter." He said sneering at me.

"Potter, no sir, my last names Robinson." I said at last.

"Potter it's time for you to learn the truth, you're a witch, your parents died in a tragic accident. Now you must come with me to meet your destiny." Professor Snape said.

That's when we left and came to be at Hogwarts.