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14 year old Harry sat in the last compartment of the Merlin Order, looking out at the platform where various families milled around.
Sirius and Annelise had said a hurried good bye before they left; Sirius, who had been raised to Head of the Auror Department, had an emergency meeting to attend to while Annelise had to go to Saint Mungos to deliver twins.
Suddenly, he heard wheezing outside and angry whispering.
"You could help, Blaise, you know?" Harry heard his best friend, Skye, say. "Stupid boy, I hate you."
The compartment door opened to show a red faced Skye dragging her trunk with a smug Blaise, who had easily picked up his own trunk. Skye shut the door and began to glare at Blaise, who looked frightened.
Blaise fell onto the train seat, hands raised in front of his face for any sudden blows.
Blaise peeked between his fingers and, deeming the coast clear, sat down next to Harry.
"Its kind of sad just how scared you are of Skye," grinned Harry and Blaise looked like his male pride had taken a serious blow.
But they were interrupted by the compartment door opening. In the doorway stood a beautiful girl, with long wavy pale blond hair, bright orange eyes and porcelain skin. She was very short and petite.
"Hallo Rosie," said Harry cheerfully and Rosie took a seat next to Skye and across from Blaise.
"Hello everybody," she said quietly. Rosie was sometimes painfully shy, and rarely got angry. But when she did get angry, it was scary. Her orange eyes would turn red and there would be nothing left of the normally shy demeanour.
"Long time, no see Rosie," grinned Skye, and Harry wondered yet again how two girls so different physically and mentally could be such good friends. Skye's pin straight collarbone length black hair was streaked with blue, her eyes were bright blue and she was tall.
Where Rosie was shy and reserved, Skye was loud and open. She had been labelled as the 'rebel' of the year and she was not the kind of girl to be messed with. Blaise had first hand experience on that.
"Did you guys go to World Cup this summer?" asked Skye, practically bouncing in her seat.
"We wouldn't of have missed it," assured Harry. "Sirius almost cried with happiness at that last goal."
"My family had seats in the Minister's box, so we saw everything," said Rosie. "It was amazing."
"I still can't believe that the Irish Quidditch team picked you to be Chaser on the team," said Blaise. "But it was awesome."
Skye had been spotted by a talent scout last year during the Camelot Final Quidditch game that would determine the Quidditch cup winner and he had struck up a deal with her. So now, she played with the Irish team. Harry still remembered when the news had gotten out to the wizarding world.
*Flashback*
Owls screeched as the morning post came. Harry looked up to see if Mercury, the Black family owl, had come to deliver him a letter from Sirius.
But the only thing he got was the Daily Prophet. Harry unrolled the newspaper to see the large picture on the front was of Aiden O'Conner, the Irish Quidditch team manager, shaking hands with Skye. Harry began to read the article.
O'CONNOR GOES MAD WITH DESPERATION?
14 Year Old Girl Newest Addition of the Irish Quidditch Team
It is a known fact that Kyle O'Dwyre (Chaser) had recently retired from life as the Irish Quidditch team's star Chaser. But would O'Connor be so desperate as to enlist the first Chaser he came upon? The answer to this question is yes. It is a recently known fact that Skye Pendragon, 14, is the newest addition as to the Irish team as Chaser to fill in O'Dwyre's spot. But will she be able to keep up?
"A 14 year old girl?" asks an Irish fan. "O'Connor must be mental!"
But not all fans agree.
"I'm sure the child has talent if she has been picked to be part of the team," says William Thomas. "There are hundreds of people who would love that spot."
"She might not look like much," says Xavier Harlow, Irish keeper. "But she's a whole different story on a broom, 70 feet up in the air and with a Quaffle."
Next Irish game is against Norway and fans are desperate for tickets to check out the new Chaser and see just how well she plays.
"I guess we'll just have to wait till next week," says Ferris Bagshot.
*End Flashback*
Of course, Skye had blown away most people who had doubted her skills.
"Oh that reminds me," Rosie said suddenly and she rummaged in her bag before taking out a figurine, which if Harry remembered correctly had been selling at the World Cup. It was a figurine of Skye, dressed in the Irish Quidditch robes and her blue streaks gone, replaced by green streaks.
"Oh wow," laughed Skye as she watched the figuring Skye walk up and down Rosie's arm, smiling. Harry looked at Blaise to see him staring palely at the figurine.
"Two Skyes?!" he squeaked. They all laughed and Rosie put the figurine away.
"Did you all see the Dark Mark?" asked Harry lowly and they all sobered up. Blaise nodded stiffly.
"He's coming back," Blaise said urgently, then looked down. "My parents want to me to receive the Dark Mark."
"My parents do too," said Rosie softly. "Draco is scared, though he acts like it's a great honour, and Alex will get it next summer."
Harry felt sorry for Rosie and Blaise; they both came from Death Eater families and it was expected from them to become Death Eaters as well.
Harry still didn't know anything about Skye's family; he was itching to know but he never asked. She had once told them she had a younger brother, and by accident also said she had a younger sister. Harry knew it was by accident because she gasped and clammed up, looking furious at herself, when she said it by mistake.
"Sirius and Annelise have never been busier," said Harry. "For some strange reason, Death Eaters have been attacking randomly all over England and more and more people are getting hurt. Annelise isn't only a midwife anymore; she also treats patients who have been attacked with dark magic used wrongly."
The four of them didn't believe that magic fell into the categories of Dark and Light. There were many spells that were considered dark but it was only because they were used wrongly.
"We have to get you out of your house before you receive the Dark Mark," said Harry quietly. Blaise nodded confidently but Rosie looked scared.
"What about Alex? I won't be able to escape him if we go to the same school," she said, her voice trembling.
"You'll never be alone," said Skye. "You'll always have at least one of us with you at all times. And it'll only have to be for a year, since you'll be a sixth year and Alex a seventh year."
"Rosie, what about the magic helpers?" Blaise asked in a low voice. Harry knew was Blaise was talking about immediately.
"I have them in here," Rosie said as she rummaged in her bag. She extracted a small black pouch and opened it.
She handed the first item in the bag to Blaise. It was a small, silver earring hoop. If you looked close enough, you could see that an aquamarine stone, the exact same shade as Blaise's eyes, had been molten into it. Blaise quickly put it on his ear.
The second item she handed to Skye. It was a belly button piercing, with the top and bottom being a sapphire stone. Skye put it on, and Harry averted his eyes as he caught a glimpse of her exposed stomach, feeling his face flush red.
Rosie then handed Harry a ring. It was made of a black metal though a green emerald had been molten into the front of the ring. Harry put it on his thumb and he immediately felt as if a limb he had been missing had suddenly reappeared.
Rosie took out the last item of the bag. It was a black choker made of cloth, with a ruby stone. She fastened it on her neck and the ruby stone was right above the hollow of her throat.
"You did a great job at fashioning the stones so that they looked like completely normal," remarked Blaise.
They all felt so much better with the stones; it was hard not having such a large portion of their magic almost unreachable all the time. The stones helped them to connect and use their more…natural magic. Harry's mind still whirled when he thought of what Professor Merlin had told them on the last day of their third year.
*Flashback*
Harry, Skye, Blaise and Rosie nervously entered Professor Merlin's office. They had been summoned, though they had no idea why.
"Sit down," Professor Merlin said. "I must speak to all of you." Skye was the first to react.
"Professor, I swear I didn't do it! Blaise did it all and he dragged poor Harry into it all as well," Skye exclaimed and Blaise threw a dirty glare and tried to kick her shin but kicked Harry instead. Harry gave him a death glare, and Blaise visibly gulped. Professor Merlin laughed gently.
"No worries Ms. Pendragon," she said. "Neither you or your companions are here about the fact that Mr. Alexander Malfoy's underwear is mysteriously stuck to the Round Table chamber's wall."
Skye turned red and Rosie giggled. Blaise rounded on Skye. "That was you?" he asked in astonishment.
"No," she said smoothly. "It was Harry. Didn't you know that he has a fetish for Malfoy's boxers?"
Blaise's mouth was opening and closing stupidly, making Harry roll his eyes.
"Ignore her," he advised his best friend. They heard a tiny cough and all flushed as they remembered Professor Merlin was still in the room.
"Yes, Professor?" asked Harry politely.
"I would like to tell all four of you a story," she said, all of the sudden serious.
"When this world was created, Mother Nature picked four element spirits to guard the world. These elements were water, wind, fire and earth. The spirits reincarnated every hundred years and inhabit the bodies of four different human bodies. These humans were gifted with unnaturally long life and immense magical powers. Their very existence is to keep the balance between the Light side and the Dark side."
Professor Merlin looked at them, and as Harry gazed into her green eyes he had a fleeting impression that a forest was reflected in them instead of their faces.
"Do you want to know why I'm telling you this?" she asked quietly.
"To inform us?" Rosie guessed.
"To warn us of the drama club's next play?" tried Skye and Harry snorted. The drama club couldn't act their way out of a paper bag.
"No," the Professor said solemnly. "A new generation has come, the scales will soon tip in favour of the Dark side and as your duty as elements you must protect the balance."
Stunned silence followed and Professor Merlin ploughed on.
"You, my dear Rosie Malfoy, are the bearer of fire."
Rosie looked terrified at the very thought.
"You, easy going Blaise Zabini, are the possessor of water."
Blaise looked a bit dumbstruck, as if he wasn't positive on what exactly was happening.
"You, feisty Skye Pendragon, have the powers of the sky."
Skye was looking at everything uncertainly.
Professor Merlin fixed Harry with her gaze.
"And you, Harry Potter, are the guardian of earth."
"P-potter?" stuttered Blaise. Harry only nodded at his friends to show he would explain it all later. Then, he looked at Professor Merlin.
"You're real name isn't Cecilia Merlin, is it?" Professor Merlin stood up.
"My name is Gaea," she said softly. "But most people know me as Madre Natura."
A flash of light, and Professor Merlin was gone. In her place was beautiful young woman, whom looked to be in her mid twenties. Her cascading, brown curly hair was wild and went all the way to her knees. Vines, plants and flowers were entangled in her hair.
Her eyes weren't forest green. They were now four different colours; green, orange, aquamarine and blue. Her skin was sun kissed and her apple green robes had been replaced by a dress that seemed to be made entirely of leaves.
They all stood there, shocked.
"You must complete your duty," she said in a voice that reminded Harry of a breeze blowing through a tree. "Without your help, our world will turn to chaos."
She then opened her desk drawers and took out four gems; an aquamarine, an emerald, a sapphire and a ruby. She gave them each one and Harry fingered the emerald.
"These are to help you reach your element magic," she told them. "Without them, it will take you immense energy and will power to use your element power."
She looked at them all with her piercing gaze.
"You may go," she said finally and they all numbly walked to the door. As Harry was about to close the door, he glanced inside to see that the beautiful woman was no longer there. In her place was Professor Merlin, scribbling something on a piece of paper.
They stood there for awhile.
"That was….weird." said Skye, breaking the silence.
"We should make these look inconspicuous, so that we look normal when we have them," said Harry. "Like, an everyday object that you can always carry around."
Rosie nodded thoughtfully.
"Here give them to me," she said. "I'll do it over the summer." They all nodded and she tucked them into a black velvet bag that she put in her robe pocket. Blaise arched an eyebrow at Harry as they walked towards the Round Table Chamber.
"So…Potter?"
*End Flashback*
"Hmm let me test it," Skye said and she flicked her wrist. A thundercloud suddenly appeared over Blaise's head and started to pour rain over him. He spluttered.
"But, but I thought I was in charge of water?" he asked indignantly.
"But I control air, so I can make rain clouds if I want to," Skye said gleefully. Blaise blew a wet brown curly from his face sullenly.
"The rain cloud is going to get everything wet, Skye," Rosie complained as she picked up a book of hers that had been about to get wet.
"Sorry," said Skye and with another flick of her wrist, the water was gone.
"Who wants to join me for a flight?" asked Skye excitedly and they all agreed. Blaise, Rosie and Harry took their brooms out and jumped out the window, catching the wind. They all looked at Skye. She was standing on the window sill, without a broom, a she jumped off.
They all watched as she began to fall before two large white wings suddenly appeared from her back and she flapped hard to stay aloft before gliding towards them.
"It's so unfair that Skye gets the cool white wings for being the air element," complained Blaise. "All I get is being able to breathe underwater."
They flew all the way to Camelot, playing tag and all sort of games (Skye's personal favorite was hanging Blaise in the air by his ankles without a broom).
They reached Camelot and took out their trunks, going into the magnificent city. Behind them, they heard the first years gasp in wonder. They went to the Round Table Chamber, were they held special ceremonies and ate.
All of the sixth years were missing and half the fifth years were missing as well. Unhappily, Harry noted that Alex was there. After dinner and Professor Merlin's usual start of the year speech, she turned serious.
"I would like to say that this year, a very important even will be taking place," Professor Merlin began. Harry saw Jessica Chang give him a flirtatious wink before blowing a kiss in his direction. Harry rolled his eyes and saw Skye shoot Jessica the bird. To say Jessica and Skye didn't get along was the understatement of the year. They loathed each other with a vengeance.
"I'm pleased to announce that Camelot Academy will be participating in the Quadwizard Tournament."
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