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'Thoughts'

Parseltongue

(Japan)

Saito Amaya was in her room. She was getting ready for school. She wasn't an average sixteen year old. She was a telepath. She had been one since birth. Luckily for her her father was also a telepath and so was her grandma and her brother. It ran in the family. Her father and grandma taught her and her brother how to control their gift.

Not many people like her were lucky. Some were the first telepaths in the family and some developed the gift later in life. They usually tried to hide it. With no one teaching them some never learn to control that gift and some turn crazy because of it. There were even some who abused that gift. Her uncle had and now he no longer had his gift. He had also gotten beaten when a man found out he had been peeping on his wife.

Her family ran a flower shop that was pretty famous. A boy named Neville had shopped there a lot and eventually he and Amaya became friends. She recently told him about her being a telepath. He had been relieved. Turned out his friend had just recently become one and he was having a hard time. The sixteen year old felt bad for Potter. Not only was he trying to get the hang of his gift but one friend turned her back and was trying to get him removed from society and the other was torturing him. She was quick to offer help.

The female telepath hoped Potter would get back to her soon. It was better to get started sooner rather than later. Plus getting away from those two toxic people would do him some good.

"Amaya-nee!" Her brother yelled. "You have a letter!"

"I'll be down in a minute!" She yelled back.

"Okay! It's on the table!" He told her.

"Okay!"

Amaya quickly finished getting ready. She went downstairs. She grabbed the letter off the table in the entryway. She opened it up and read it's contents.

'Yes! He accepted." She thought happily.

"Amaya?" It was her dad.

"Yes dad?" She asked as she put the letter down.

"Everything okay?" He asked.

"Yes. Potter-san has agreed to come here and train." She had told him about Potter the minute she learned his situation.

"That's good." He said. "When?"

"He said he would let me know. He needs to get transferred as well as getting his own place." She answered.

"Alrighty. Let me know." He said.

"I will. I'm off to work." He kissed her cheek.

"Okay." He left and she went to the kitchen to inform the others.