Chapter One
Unusual Day

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It was an unusual day, indeed.A man in unusual garb sat in an unusual way, saying unusual things about an unusual occurrence. Evidently the man was a teacher in a school that usually taught pure-blood wizards and is allowing Mr. Borisalv's daughter, who is, as the man said, a muggle-born witch to become a student.

He had, of course, said that there was a small number of other witchs, that wasn't all that uncommon. Didn't happen all that often but it wasn't unheard of.

The man finished explaining a bit about the school and folded his hands upon the kitchen table, waiting for the response that he knew would be coming. Just then a young girl in a pink ballet outfit, literally jumped into the kitchen, laughing like she had just seen the funniest thing in the world.

"Mom-mom, come on. I need your help. Hello! You look funny, I liiiiike yoooouuuu." She said. The man from the school just raised an eyebrow in her direction. "I told you pink looks stupid. You see the look he's giving me. I'm going to die it blue!" With that she proceeded to the other room, and from the look the two other adults shared she probably would, indeed, die it blue. 'Mom-mom' got up and followed the young girl

"Umm..." Mr. Borisalv, David, said, "About this school. Well if she does attend, how will we know she'll be safe. You said that there was mostly boys there and that their ages go all the way up to seventeen. You also said that the school was tough. Is there anyway to be sure they won't try anything, her being more 'defenseless' and all?"

"Well, Mr. Borisalv, there is no way that I can guarantee that nothing will happen but I can make sure that she is closely watched. We do this for all the girls, and even some of the weaker boys, for that reason. Being basically a battle training school, I would only be allowed to intervene if it gets to bad and all injuries, for there will be injuries, are not held accountable by the school, though we do treat them. There is not to much to be fearful of. And like I said it is basically a battle training school so, in time, she will learn to hold her own." At this moment 'Mom-mom', Eve, came back into the kitchen holding a partly blue ballet slipper.

"Didn't make it in time." Was the only thing she said as she threw the thing away and sat back down.

"She does that often?" The wizard asked, a little curious. Both nodded sadly. It really was a good thing that they were well enough off. With as many times as she tried to die her outfit... It was a pretty good thing.

"Hmm... Well, maybe you should think about the offer. I'll leave these papers here for you to look over," the dark haired man pulled some parchment out of a pocket hidden in the folds of his robes and placed them neatly on the table, "What ever you decide you'll need to write a note, this owl," He pulled a small feathery puff out of another pocket and placed it gently onto the table as well (Think Ron's tiny owl 'Pig' but all black), "When the letter is tied to his leg, will come to me and I'll tell the Highmaster of your decision. Also If you decide that yes you'll let her go you'll need to put a day and-"

"Wow! What's that? It's so cute!" Selene came in and picked up the poor animal to pet it. The wizard, Gleb Grigoriy, made to grab it back because it always bit anyone who even tried to look at it hard enough to bleed, but before he could get close enough to the kid, he saw that it was not attacking but was actually nuzzling into the hand that was petting it.

"It's an owl and you are a lucky kid. that thing usually bites peoples fingers off." He took the owl back and placed him in the kitchen window next to a small bag that he proceeded to peck at. He then turned his attention back to the adults, ignoring the pouting girl. "You'll need to add a day and time that I can take her to get a few book that you can't get in a muggle town. Any money you wish to give her to keep her until she can come back can be exchanged for wizarding money. If you need any monetary help paying for her school supplies then it can be provided. Any other questions can wait until you have either accepted or declined or can be found in there." He pointed to the papers.

With that said stood up and shook both adults hands. Giving Selene a small nod he promptly spun on his heal, disappearing into thin air.

"Wow! How did he do that? That was so cool! Daddy, how did he do that?"

"I don't know, hunny, maybe you can ask him if you see him again, okay?" They all three stood and stared at the spot where the man had just been.

David sat back down and took a look at the papers that the wizard had left. 'She's a witch, huh? Was Jayna one as well? I know she's a tough little bugger, but will she survive a school like Durmstrang, full of powerful older boys who could do anything they wanted to? -sigh- A very unusual day indeed.' ( I know I said she was muggle-born. He still doesn't quite understand everything. Forgive him.)