This is my first fanfic and it is an AU (obviously) with an OC. No clue on pairings as of yet, probably stay canon. Feel free to drop me a line and let me know what you thought.

Note: I don't own any of the canon characters, only my own and I make no money from this.

The sun rose up over the tree tops on an oddly crisp and cool summer's day in August. Angus Cameron was in his usual spot, sitting at the base a large oak tree, thinking about the mysteries of life and enjoying the nice weather. Aside from being a cold weather person, Angus was your average sixteen year-old boy with short brown hair and calm blue/grey eyes. Standing a mere 5'11" and having a balanced distribution of muscle and flesh, Angus was the very image of the word average. But of course, as these stories all seem to go, Angus was anything but average. His stature belied his athletic abilities and quick reflexes and his clam eyes never spoke of the vast intelligence or powerful ambition that peered through them. Angus was, to put it simply, a wizard and an uncommon one at that. How you ask? Well, it just so happens that this is the very mystery that Angus in pondering.

Flashback (Age 4)

"Argus, stop that this instant!" said Mom. Uncle Argus was holding me by the ankle and dangling me out the sitting room window. "We are four floors up and you could really hurt the boy" Continued Mom, "besides, Tobias already tried that last month when we went to visit him and Meredith. Angus landed pretty hard and broke his collar bone and that was only two floors up. Please place Angus back inside on the floor. Thank you Argus." Uncle Argus put me back down on the floor.

Memory Shift (Age 13)

"Oh my word!" exclaimed Dad, "Albus, what did you do to my son?"

"What?" said Albus, "Oh, that. Well, all I did was launch Angus up towards the ceiling and allowed him to fall back down on his own. Could I get a spot of tea while we wait for him to land?"

This was so cool! Here I was ten feet up in the air and floating! Sure my head hurt when I crashed into the ceiling, but who can be hurt at a time like this? I'm not a Squib! I'm a full fledged wizard! Great Uncle Albus is awesome. Now I can go to Hogwarts and everything! This is incredible.

Although not related by blood, 'Great Uncle' Albus was best friends with the late Grandpa Cameron and somewhat of a surrogate Grandpa for Angus. Last April was the first time the Cameron family had seen Albus in over ten years and seemed to have been the only person not to give up hope of Angus becoming a wizard rather than being a squib all his life. Great Uncle Albus said that things like this could happen from time to time and that Angus was just a late bloomer was all. And ever since that day, Angus was given a nickname, Bloomer.

Over the next few years, Bloomer continued to live at home and be home schooled in the ways of magic by his mother, Rachel. Now is probably a good time to explain a few things about his parents. Bloomer's mom and dad were both freelance researchers working for the Ministry of Magic. Their research consisted of everything in the muggle world, from interaction, to technology, to history, and pastimes. They did their research by acting as muggle and being a part of muggle society. Bloomer's father, Shaun, was responsible for writing an annual report for the Ministry's Muggle Relations Department. Bloomer grew up immersed in both the muggle and wizarding worlds and gave him some insight in to how the worlds interacted together.

After three years of home schooling, Bloomer was at about a fourth year level in most areas of magic, except for potions, and of course, muggle studies. When it came to potions, Bloomer had a sixth year's grasp on the subject and a true love for the art form. He was much like his father in this way, Shaun had also excelled in potions and his muggle job as a chemist allowed him to broaden his experience by including muggle potions in his recipes.

As all of this and more was going through Bloomer's mind, one thought always came to the fore front. And as the sunset on his muggle life, he thought only one thing, "home school is over and real school starts tomorrow".

Well, that's it for a start. Next part is the Hogwarts train ride and the sorting. Feel free to guess as to what house Bloomer will be in, but I already know and it won't be changed.