They all sat in the common room, way after the party ended for the Quidditch victory. Hermione, Harry, Ron and Ginny sat on the couch opposite the fireplace, with Amera and Tashia sitting opposite them on the ottomans. They waited for the common room to empty completely, and that was only at eleven. Luckily it was Sunday the next day, so they didn't mind staying up later than usual. They had to know, everything that had been happening with Tashia and Amera. Once the common room was cleared out of all students, Amera stood up and got ready to tell the story, even though she probably didn't know as much as the others.

"Alright, tell me first, what do you guys know about the marks that Tash and I got?" Amera started, trying to test how much they knew.

"Well after the whole Harry and You Know Who story, people started hearing strange stories. Deatheaters were going around, marking children for some unknown reason. But they were all rumours at the time; no one ever thought…that it actually happened." Ron started, Ginny nodded in agreement.

Hermione and Harry didn't know much at all about those times, let alone the smaller side stories that ran along with the downfall of Voldemort.

"Ok well…I don't really know how to explain this. My dad, and Tashia's parents, all died on the same night. We were given these marks, and until a few days ago, we thought they were nothing more than just marks." Amera started, and Tashia carried on.

"Well you see, the marks were actually a curse. Amera and I were supposed to have inherited abilities from our parents, and we think that's why we were picked in the end. The curse blocked our abilities; they stopped them from ever developing."

"Well, my mom figured this all out the other day. The Deatheater that gave us these marks was…Lucius Malfoy. My mother found this out recently, and found out which curse it was. She brewed us a potion that reversed the curse. Well, this is where it becomes fun…" Amera smiled, and showed them over to Tashia.

Tashia hadn't yet had a chance to use her powers, and didn't know what to do. She looked for something or someone to inspire her. She smiled when she set her eyes on Ginny.

"No way!" Ron jumped up, sounding excited and horrified at the same time.

"What's wrong Ron?" Tashia said, imitating Ginny's voice with scary accuracy.

"She's a Metamorpmagus?" Hermione asked, studying the perfect imitation in front of her.

"Oh no, one better." Amera answered, and Hermione frowned.

Tashia responded by looking around again, even picking up a book while being Ginny's doppelganger.

"This looks like fun." She studied the picture closer, and then changed again.

"No way. That's brilliant!" Harry said loudly, as he stared at unicorn in front of him.

"She's a Multimorphmagus? Those are even rarer than…" Hermione sat back, awestruck.

"But why would I want to be anyone else but me?" Tashia said, turning back into herself in a second.

The four of them sat back into the couch, amazed at Tashia's ability. They had even forgotten completely about Amera, before Tashia shifted the focus back to her.

"Now it's Amera's turn."

Everyone refocused onto Amera, who didn't expect the sudden change in interest.

"Oh right. Well I don't think I should demonstrate it. Maybe I should just tell you about it."

"Nonsense. If yours is better than Tashia's, then I think you better show us." Ginny announced, and the rest nodded.

"Oh well if you insist. Here take this Hermione; I won't need this right now." Amera handed Hermione her wand, and Hermione held it, watching Amera carefully.

"Astronomy 101…" Amera looked nervous, and shook her hands out.

She had never done this purposefully before; she wasn't sure how it even worked. She closed her eyes, and thought hard. How would she want it to be?

"Oh…my…Merlin…" Hermione said as slowly as she could.

Amera opened her eyes, and looked at what she had done. It was as she had hoped; the common room was now part of the Milky Way. Stars, planets, asteroids and comets all within reaching distance.

"So what exactly is it that you can do?" Ron asked, leaning back from Saturn that came a little close to his head.

"Dumbledore said something about me being a Primer…"

Hermione's eyes went wider than saucers, and turned her head to Amera.

"A Primer? That means your Dad…was the last recorded one…"

All the stars and planets fell away, dissolving before their eyes. Amera nodded silently, not looking at any of them. Hermione carried on explaining to Harry, Ron and Ginny.

"She can do all magic, any magic. From the most complicated, to the most simple. There's almost no limit to what she can do." Hermione started, and Harry cut in.

"Almost no limit?" He asked.

"Well she can't kill someone, or bring them back to life." Hermione turned to Amera, who was still looking down at the floor.

"And no one knows why. I would still need a wand to kill someone, but no magic can bring someone back to life, even my magic." She explained to the three shocked faces looking at her.

Hermione stood up and ushered everyone to follow her, telling them it was way too late to be messing around in the common room.