"I SAID COME HERE CRIMINAL!" yelled Fudge, his mustache billowing, from behind his desk.

"Who are you! Where am I? WHATS GOING ON! LET ME OUT OF HERE!" you screamed, dropping all pretenses and attempting to make a break for the door but when you got there you found it was locked and you turned around and used your mind to send papers flying from who ever this "minister" was. Afterwards you tried to unlock the door but it still wouldnt budge. Defeated, you looked around for another escape route when you say pudgy hands fly towards you. The hands were Fudge's, who was extremely perturbed about you disrupting his orderly desk.

"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOURE DOING!" he said clamping his hands around your neck.

"GETTT OFF: you screamed struggling.

Just then, the door of the previously locked office swung forward and a man that seemed to sparkle came in, with a long silver billowing beard and a funny looking hat.

"MINISTER what are you doing? I must ask that you please remove yourself from this young lady at once. There now, now what is the problem here" the man said seeming a little amused at the situation.

"She caused a huge disruption of my desk, and official documents, and she skipped a disiplinary hearing, She's a delinquent Dumbledore!" yelled Fudge, getting severely red in the face. "Wait a minute, why have you shown up in my office Dumbledore? I do not recall a meeting schedualed with you at this time.." Fudge exclaimed exasperately, mustasche still quivering.

"Well, I was merely getting on to see Arthur Weasley, and I happened to pass you office and I heard some sort of disturbence, and, not wanting to see any meaningless injuries taking place before the real war starts, I decided to investigate. Now, you do know, Minister, that your door is in fact not sound proof? You should really have that..."

"You have no right to be in here! Out with you! OUT OUT OUT!" proclaimed Fudge, as he pushed and ushered Dumbledore outside his office door.

"You know, Cornelius, I do not enjoy being touched in such a brusque manner... please remove your hands, thankyou Minister " said Dumbledore smoothing out his robes. That was when he finally turned in your direction.

"Are you okay?" He asked concerned, with a little bit of a twinkle in his eyes. His piercing gaze, thorugh his halfmoon spectacles made you feel like there was nothing he couldn't see in your eyes. Apart from having a very strange appearance, he seemed kind enough and you figured he might give you some of the answers you were still desperate for, like 'Where the hell were you' for instance.

"Umm.. I'm okay I guess.. what is going on, where am I and who are you people.. I'm..." you asked then broke off feeling so scared that this blustering fool the old man had called Cornelius, was going to do something horrible to you. you weren't too sure about the old man quite yet, either.

"Why, young lady! Do not lie to the Minister of Magic! You know perfectly well that you are in the Ministry of Magic! I will not have any more of these blatant..." br br "Cornelius.. A word if I could please.." cut in Dumbledore.

You just stood there, so confused it almost hurt. After they stepped away you waited while they had a hushed conversation on the other side of the room. You strained your ears to catch even the slightest part of what they were saying but all you caught was something about a duggle. Seeing as though they kept taking swift glaces at you, you assumed it had to be about you. After a minute or two, they came back over and the elderly man asked you a surprising question.

"May I ask a question? Have you ever done or seen something that seemed entirely impossible? Or.. anything like that? Oh and what did you say your name was?" he said catching you completely off guard at how friendly and inviting his voice was.

"Er it's Aurora.. And yea.. I have seen and done some strange things but you wouldn't beleive me... trust me on that one." you said matter-of-factly to the old man named .. was it Dumbledore.. yes that was it.

"Ah, try me, I have seen a lot of things in my day, I am getting on in years you know"

"Alright you asked for it buddy" you said and made the scattered papers strewn all over the office, pick themselves up and fly neatly on top of his desk earning a vavcant expression on Fudge's face but a smile crept up Dumbledores.

"Just as I thought, Cornelius, I must ask you to drop all charges on Aurora here, she has gone undetected it seems, brought up as a you know what I'm afraid. Don't give me that look, I suggest you take it up with the law enforement department. I, however, think that I should take Aurora here back to... a safe place, where she should be caught up to speed on... everything.

"DUMBLEDORE THAT IS PERPOSTEROUS! I will have no such.."

"Cornelius, think of the repercussions of holding a you know what in you know where."

Cornelius grumbled.. "Very well, I will send a team to her family to take care of memory issues and damages that may have occured, be sure to do something with her before this gets out of hand. I have a meeting to attend on the 4th floor now, If you'll excuse me." He said, brushing past both of you muttering something in comprehsible.

Before you had the chance to ask what was going to happen now, when you were or if you were going home, what your family was doing, why he hadn't been startled about your abilities, or anything, Dumbledore pulled out a gold, slightly rusty chain from his pocket.

"Aurora, if you could please take hold of this and when I count to three, make sure you, under no circumstances, let go. You may feel a tingling sensation, but I assure you it will not hurt. Brace yourself... 3...2...1..."

And suddenly you felt your hand tighten around the chain, and you didnt think you could let go if you tried. You felt a sudden jerking somwhere just behind your navel and everything around you, started to spin rapidly and you were zooming off in a sea of light and color.

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So much spinning was begining to make you feel slightly sick to your stomach. Also, it would have been nice if the old man had had the courtesy of telling you to tuck in your elbows because you kept hitting things with your arms. You didn't even have the time to feel frightened or question your surroundings. You really felt on the verge of getting sick when all of the sudden everything started to slow down and then came to a sudden halt as you were flung headfirst onto the floor, narrowly avoiding an ancient looking chintz armchair. You pulled yourself up off the carpeted floor and stared wildly around the room that had materialized in front of you. What is going on? I was just in that mans office and now I'm...where?

"Berfore you jump to any conclusions, you are in a safe place and no harm can come to you here. Also, your family has been made aware of your disappearance and they are aware that you are safe. Now, before we go on any further, I suppose you'll be wanting several answers, am I correct in assuming this?"

"Yes you bloody well are... sorry I just don't know what's going on... What did you say your name was?"

"Albus Dumbledore, and I am terribly sorry that you were taken from your own home, I assure you that I had nothing to do with those going-ons. Cornelius Fudge, the man you met back at the ministry, does not like it when people break the law right under his own nose you see."

"But I didnt know that I..."

"I am aware of this... do not worry about such matters, you should be asking questions!"

"Alright.. where am I? What is the Ministry of Magic and why is there a Minister? Why weren't you afraid when I did whatever it was I did? Are there more people like me? How did I..."

He chuckled "Woah, slow down Aurora! At this rate you are very likely of passing out! Firstly, you are in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. A magical place of learning the art of sorcery and other such things. You were just at the Ministry of Magic which in muggle terms is close to the government with the minister being like the Prime Minister or Queen or President if you were to have lived in America. Basically he governs out our magical community and issues laws and so on and so forth. Now, you aked a very perplexig question: are there more peple like yourself? And how, Aurora, would you describe youself?"

"Well, I can do.. well you saw it!"

"Yes, I did, but what would you call it?" he asked her imploringly wondering what someone who had never heard of magic other than in Disney movies or in the Grimm brothers tales.

"I don't k-know... am I an alien! I d-don't uderstand! Please tell me!" you panicked.

"No, you are not an alien, you are a.. well you are able to perform magic. Not all witches have warts you know."

"Wha... ha, that's very funny, I..." but then it dawned on you. All the talk of magic, the strange people, the other world.. your... abilities "Wait a minute..."

"Precisely. Unfortunately, or fortunately, depending on how you are taking in all this information, there is still more to your situation. This information can be witheld from you if you do not wish to hear it or beleive yourself incapable of handling so much information in one evening."

"No, please I think.. I think I can take it."

"Well Ms..."

"Borealis"

"Miss Borealis, of course, well you arent exactly normal even by wizarding stadards. You see, most witches and wizards need a wand to make anything magical occur. Some can cause random things to happen when an emotion is shown that is too strong for the witch or wizard to understand or contain and then something strange happens as a result. However, you are different in the way that you can choose what you want to happen without the use of a magical wand."

You snorted "Magical wand? No way.. that is impossible."

"It is"

"Isn't"

"Is"

"Isn't"

"It is Miss Borealis, I beleive I would know" he chuckled pulling out his own wand from the pocket of his silvery robes.

You were stunned momentarily and then the lawyer side of you took over "Prove it."

Nodding, Dumbledore brandished his long wand and muttered something you couldnt understand and a red and gold stream of light shot out of the tip and created a sparkling rainbow that stretched across the room. Shocked beyond all recognition you turned to stare at it but when you did your eyes cast upon a ruffled redish bird perched near Dumbledore's desk that you hadn't noticed until then. Dumbledore caught you staring.

"That is Fawks, he is a phoenix, if you didn't already catch on"

It barely registered, everything was changing so fast.

"Well... err.. what do I do now then? I'm not exactly sure where I stand in all of this.. I grew up without magic " you stated dumbly.

"Yes, that I am aware of. It is a strange thing that you, having a magical background, have gone undetected for this long... yes very strange indeed. Well, I will leave you with a choice and I will send you back home to ponder it. You can either choose to live at home, undisturbed by the magical world, back to how things used to be except if you choose this, your powers will be bound so you cannot cause any magically induced injuries either purposely or accidentally. Or, you can choose to live in the magical world."

"The magical world? But but where would I stay what would I do.. ?"

"You would of course, stay here, under my watchful gaze, at my school. You could attend classes and..."

"Like.. learn spells and stuff?"

"But of course."

You pondered for a moment, thinking of losing your friends, but what a wonderful oppurtunity this could be. "Could I see my family and friends sometimes too?" you asked him

"Yes, on holidays or if you insist, on some weekends."

"...Count me in."

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"Now, Aurora, are you sure you want to make such a rash decision having not had time to prepare yourself or your mind. Not everything could have possibly settled in by now. I beleive I am going to have to send you home for tonight, it is only 8 o clock so you will still have time to discuss these matters with your family. I have one last question."

Thinking that this was probably going to be important you responded, still mulling things over in your mind "Yes Dumbledore?"

"Why is your name Aurora Borealis... you do know that it is the..."

"Northern lights? I know. My fathers last name was Borealis and my mom took the name when they were married and had me. My dad died before she had me but she gave me the name too, she said I brought light into her world where there was only darkness. So, she named me Aurora Valencia Borealis." You didn't know why you were telling him all this but, for all you knew this guy was about to change your life completely and he deserved at least a little background information right? .. right?

"Wait a minute... how am I supposed to tell my family what if they.."

"Well if they do not accept you for what you choose i.e. living in the wizarding world, then we can perform simple memory modifications so they think you are in a boarding school or something a long those lies. However, if you do not feel well about lying to your parents we may be able to come up with something I suppose..."

"So I can tell them? What about Aeris, my best friend, shes like family and I SWEAR she won't tell anyone"

"Yes, so be it, but if she tells a single soul there will be precautions taken"

"Okay.. so how do I... you know.. get back..."

"Oh, you can take another portkey, here" he said handing you a glowing object.

"How am I supposed to tell them?" you asked wondering how you were going to break the news, after all, this was a bit different than telling them you got a bad grade in math or something.

"Well I think you'll find a way. One thing, just don't be afraid of being who you are. That is one of the worst things you can do. I leave you here, I will contact you in the morning to see if you have discussed this with your family and made an educated decision on tonights events and future ones to come. Hold on to the object now, 3...2...1..."

And before you could ask any more questions, you felt the all too familiar feeling of the floor leaving your feet. All lingering thoughts were turned to the one question that really mattered for the time being; how were you going to explain this to your mom, your step dad?.. Tristan.. Aeris? You felt the cold kitchen floor reach your feet and you stumbled into a kitchen chair that promptly gave way causing you to come crashing down onto the hard wood floor. You prayed noone had hear you "land" as you pulled yourself up off the floor for the second time that evening. Too bad your family was waiting for your return in the family room just next to the kitchen, stricken with panic.

"Where were you! You had us so.. did you break one of the good chairs? Where were you!" you mother screamed shrilly, causing your eardrums to ring.

Your step father, John, so bland and burly, didnt' speak but you respected him for it. He never did talk much but you still considered him a parental figure but still couldn't bring yourself to call him "dad".

"Mom! Listen! I'm trying to explain.. maybe you should sit down." you said blankly willing yourself to tell them gently that you could send a computer flying at their heads whenever you pleased.

It had taken a lot of fall to do what you just did. They had actually take it as a joke at first, John laughing appreciatively and your mother waiting for the punchline, Tristan was up in bed. But, you knew this was coming and you were already given permission from Dumbledore to give them a small demonstration and he would take care of the ministry matters. After you mother passed out and John took to staring blankly at you, you kind of just stood there... waiting.

"So, do you.. think I could just uhh learn more about these... things? Like, live in the magical world or.." you had asked, cutting to the chase after you mother had been revived.

After early an hour of persuasion and 3 demonstrations later, they agreed

The next morning, you found yourself packing bags and suitcases, not sure what you were supposed to bring... when Aeris came over. You figured she would be happy for you when you told her that you would still be able to see her on holidays and breaks and such. You were very thankful that she was understanding and she told you she would never tell anyone as long as she lived.

Dumbledore sent you a owl and said he re-activated the portkey from the previous night and to go ahead and grab a hold of it at exactly three in the afternoon and you would be taken to meet him. He didn't tell you where, but you did as you were told because hell, if you weren't convinced in this new world now, you would never be. At exactly 3 o clock, and after saying numerous goodbyes to everyone, you grabbed hold of the portkey and immediately felt the tugging sensation somewhere around your navel. When you landed this time, you actually remained standing for once, although you still stumbled a bit. You found yourself on a cobblestone street lit only by a single flickering street lamp and you instantly felt uneasy. Then came a voice behind you that reassured you.

"Don't worry, we just couldn't show up in the middle of a bustling London street, or even a very barren one like this, just in case we were seen, think of all the trouble that would cause with the muggles"

"What's a..."

"Come on.. follow me, we'll get everyone to explain everything once your inside."

"Who's everyone?" you asked as he led you out of the dank alley way and across the street to a couple of rooms with numbers on the side. He brought you to a place on the stretch of the building, between the numbers "11" and "13" and just stood there checking his pocket watch. Before you could ask another question he said "Now, Aurora, I need you to not touch the wall here and I also need you to say very clearly 'Number twelve Grimmauld place' Do you understand?"

"Yes. Number twelve grimmauld place!" you yelled, unsure of what was supposed to be happening. Seconds later, however, a door seemed to be forming where there wasn't one before and the other two doors on either side scooted farther and farther away and after only 5 seconds or so, a brand new bright red door had completely materialized in front of you and Dumbledore. Dumbledore just smiled at you and knocked on the door. Hearing 6.. 7.. 8 locks clicking open from the other side of the door, a woman opened the door, peering around the outside. When she spotted the old man however, she nearly yelped. She ushered both of you inside, her red hair bouncing everywhere and her womanly, flowery apron billowing as she shut the door again and locked all the locks once again.

. "Dumbledore! What a surprise, do come in and talk with us all, its been nearly 2 weeks!" Dumbledore peered around at you and smiled.

"Molly, this is Aurora, Aurora this is Molly Weasley.. we have a bit of news for you Molly... let's go sit in the kitchen. Don't be shy Aurora, we're the good guys."

Not knowing what he meant by this exactly, you timidly followed him and the woman named Mrs. Weasley. You, howevver, were unaware of the three pairs of peering, watchful eyes from up above on the staircase... watching your every move.