Fifteen years ago...
If anyone asked what they saw that night, they would not be able to tell you. Why? Because they simply do not remember, these simple folk do not remember what the three strange clothed people were doing, nor do they remember why they wanted to go to bed just past dusk. Of course they also do not remember that there are things in this world that none of us understand, none more so then an orphaned boy and girl. Brother and sister, twins to be exact, who have a more rigorous future ahead of them then anybody knows. Shall we get on with the story then?
"What are we going to do with them?" A female whispered to her companions. She looked around nervously, making sure no one overheard their conversation.
"We must separate them, my dear." The man beside her answered.
She stared at him, horrified by the idea. "You can not be serious. All they have is each other."
"She's right ya know." The third put in his input. "You can't separate the tikes. They will know something is up as soon as they see each other at that school."
"We can tell them before then."
"Where are they going to go?" The woman asked, still not like the idea but couldn't argue further.
"The girl will stay with their mother's sister."
"You mean the squib?" She asked. "You can not leave that child here! These people are monsters."
"Shall I leave the boy then?" The man asked, irritated. "I can assure you they will treat the boy far worse than they would treat the girl."
She sighed, "fine, do as you wish. What about the boy?"
"I will put him in the orphanage in the next town over. I am sure someone will adopt him."
"Couldn't we do that for the girl as well? Does she have to live here?"
"That is enough woman!" The man snapped, making her flinch. "My decision is final. Go take the girl to the door and leave this letter with her. It will explain everything." She nodded and walked towards the dreaded house. The man turned to the other man, who was watching the woman walk away. "You, come with me."
"Of course, master." The two disappeared into thin air.
Curious you might say? I have once word for you. Magic. Our story begins and ends with magic. It is up to you whether or not that magic is light, or if it is dark. Which would you choose if you had the chance? Our heroes were faced with that same question, and some might be surprised by what they chose. Until next time...
A/N: This is a continuation of the story written by PosideonsPrincess. I have permission to resume this story, I am not sure if I will continue it unless my avid readers enjoy the progress of this story. So do not forget to review.
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