A/N: Ok, before i start, i am SO sorry that i havent updated in... *goes to check*... like 5 months, alot came up towards the end of summer and FF kinda got pushed to the back of my schedule, but i'm back on top of things now, my exams are finished and im ready to go. So, it there's actually anyone still reading this, stop reading the authors note and read the damn story! Enjoy!

P.S: Bold Italics indicate thoughts and internal monologue.

Selena's POV

Hmm, this is really comfortable… and warm… and it smells so good. Wait… where the heck am I?

Opening my eyes I looked around. It took me a couple of seconds to remember where I was. I was in Alex's house. In Alex's bed. I felt something warm under me and I looked down to see what it was. I felt my breath catch in my throat and my heart skipped a beat. I was lying against Alex, with my arm draped over her stomach and my head on her chest. Looking over a bit, my cheeks turned red as I realised that her right hand was resting on my bare hip where my top had ridden up.

Despite how embarrassing this position was, it was undeniably comfortable, so I decided to just lie there for a bit longer, taking in Alex's warmth and her intoxicating scent. Wait a second, intoxicating scent? Get a hold of yourself Selena… she does smell really good though…

I looked around Alex's room again, looking at it in more detail than I had before. It was obvious from the paint brushes strewn about the room that Alex was the arty kind of person. In fact it was obvious from the moment we began talking, her personality is so quirky and colourful.

After a few minutes of my obviously perverted contact with Alex she began to stir, so I decided that now was as good a time as any to go take a shower before she woke up and found me… on her. As I moved away from Alex towards the edge of the bed I felt her hand slipping from my waist, leaving a tingling sensation.

Coming to my feet I gazed over at Alex lying in her bed. Damn, she's so beautiful. She may look just like me but when I look at her I can tell that she's this whole other person. A person that I want to get to know. She has this magical quality about her… That spark that makes her so damn interesting. As I stared she began to stir again so I quickly left the room, a dreamy smile on my face.

Outside Alex's bedroom I nearly ran into Max who was coming up the stairs. When I saw him I pause in anticipation. Shit, no one's supposed to know I'm here.Max just raised an eyebrow at me curiously. Oh yeah, I look like Alex, I am so stupid sometimes.Putting on my best Alex face, which wasn't exactly difficult, I spoke.

"Max are you going to stop looking at me like that or am I going to have to push you down those stairs?" I asked, with a menacing glare.

Max just stared at me for a few more seconds, nonplussed, before he slowly started backing down the steps, dancing and wiggling his fingertips along the way. That kid is damaged, I just know it.I crossed the landing and entered the bathroom. The room was actually quite big, sporting a ridiculously large bathtub and a spacious walk-in shower at the back. Eyeing the strange assortment of rubber duckies and action figures that were lined up along one edge of the bathtub, I stripped off and strolled into the shower. The temperature of the water was perfect but I decided to keep it short; Alex would be up soon.

After showering I rinsed off before stepping out of the shower. I sighed, seeing that my clothes were lying on the floor, soaked. The shower must have splashed on them… oh well; I'll just have to borrow something from Alex.I lifted a towel from the rack and wrapped it around me before bending down to grab my wet clothes and heading for the door.

As I stepped out into the hallway, my foot encountered a wet spot on the floor and I slipped, hurtling further out into the hallway. I yelped as I felt the towel leave my body. Yet before I could hit the ground, my body collided with something. Something firm. I looked up to find that I had fallen into the arms of none other that an unsuspecting Justin Russo. He must have been standing there when I came out of the bathroom.

"Err, thanks," I said to him. I noticed that he was standing in nothing but a pair of boxer shorts and that he wasn't at all lacking in the muscle department. Dang, if I wasn't so ridiculously gay, I would be all over this boy.

Justin just stood there, not saying anything. He was just staring at me in a rather peculiar manner, a dumbfounded expression on his face.

I looked down at myself, searching for the source of his bewilderment. I found it pretty quickly. Oh, shit! Naked, right.I turned back to the bathroom, grabbing my towel from the floor and wrapping it around myself again, blushing profusely.

In an attempt to avoid any more awkwardness, I slipped around Justin and practically ran to Alex's room on the other side of the landing. I could feel a set of eyes boring into my back the whole way.

Safely on the other side of Alex's bedroom door, I stopped and let out a thunderous sign. Ugh, embarrassing much?Alex, who was now wide awake; watching TV and munching on some leftover pickles from the night before turned to look at me. I couldn't help but notice her eyes raking my body as she spoke.

"Good shower?" she asked innocently, her eyes turning back the TV. She was totally just checking me out, hah!

"It would have been, but I had a little mishap in the hallway, and long story short: Justin saw me in all my naked glory. He stared. A lot." I replied, "Alex, I think your brother has the hots for you." The look on her face when I said that made me burst out laughing. She was disgusted.

Are you trying to make me throw up?" She retorted, coming to her feet and heading for the door. "On second thought, don't answer that, I'm going for my shower. You borrow some of my clothes, seeing as yours seem to be wet."

As she walked past me, I felt her hand brush against my bare thigh. Was she just smirking?

"Mandy Musgrave or Sophia Bush?"

"Ooh, tough one, but I'm gonna say Mandy Musgrave, by like a millimetre."

"Ok, I totally disagree with you there; Sophia Bush wins by like a mile… Okay, next question… vibrator or fingers?"

"Uh… seriously? Ok then, fingers I guess." I can't believe she just asked me that!

We were sitting at the island in Alex's kitchen; she was giving me some sort of gay quiz.

"Wait a second, what do you mean Sophia Bush wins by a mile, I hereby discount your opinion, seeing how you're straight and all…" I told her, sticking out my tongue.

"Yeah, but me being straight doesn't mean I cant tell a smoking hot girl when I see one." She said with a smirk. I swear to got she is flirting with me.

"Apparently not." I said with raised eyebrows. "So, where are your parents? I haven't seen your dad since yesterday and I've yet to see your mom."

"Probably downstairs in the sub shop, wanna go meet them now and see how they react?" she asked with a cheeky grin on her face.

I looked at my watch and noticed that it was nearly 4 o'clock. "I'd love to but I can't, I told Hugh I'd call round at four to do some History study, he's gonna help me?" I told her apologetically.

"No problem, need a lift over? You've only got about 5 minutes to get there." She asked looking disappointed. She looks so cute when she's sad.

"Sure, thanks a lot." I said, smiling.

Her face turned into another grin and she turned around to yell up the stairs. "Justin! I'm taking your car!" she turned back to be and grabbed my hand, "Come on, let's go!"

She dragged me through the door just as I heard Justin yelling after her from the stairs.

"Argh! This stuff is so pointless! When am I ever going to need it?" I was at Hugh's house. We were sitting at the dining room table doing our history homework.

"I don't know, maybe if you become a History teacher?" he replied sarcastically. Hugh seemed more confident in his own house. And when I say more confident I mean it's like he's a completely different person. It's kinda weird, but it's kinda awesome. It shows a whole other side to the guy.

"Yeah, like that'll ever happen…" I said sceptically.

As I tried to begin working again my thoughts drifted to Alex. This had been happening a lot since she dropped me off earlier that day. I can't believe what this girl is doing to me; the last person who affected me like this was Demi. Could I seriously be falling for Alex?

Hugh noticed that I was staring off into space and began waving his hand frantically in front of my face. I didn't respond. I also didn't notice Hugh muttering under his breath. I didn't notice anything until in the midst of my daydreaming I heard: Oh my God!

I sat bolt upright in my chair and immediately stared at Hugh. He had his hand over his face and muttering curses at himself.

"Dude! I just heard you speaking inside my freaking head, what the hell was that?" I demanded.

Hugh stopped his mumblings and looked up at me, hastily adopting a look of utter confusion. "W-What do you mean? You must be hearing things!" he said, his voice raising to a squeak as he finished speaking.

"Cut the act Hugh, you've already given yourself away with the 'Oh shit's and the 'What have I done now's… I have absolutely no idea what, but you just did something in my mind, didn't you?"

Hugh sighed in defeat before answering me. "Yeah, I suppose I did. You were zoned out and I wanted to see what you were thinking about… I had no idea I was going to see that!"

"So how did you do it? Psychic powers or something?"Man that sounded so dumb

"Actually, it's not as dumb as you think, there actually are real psychics. But no, I'm not-"

"DUDE, quit it with the mind reading!"

"Okay sorry, but no, I'm not a psychic, I'm a wizard. I used a spell to infiltrate your mind."

"Are you kidding me? Like with a magic wand and everything? I'll believe it when I see it Dumbledore." I didn't want to believe him, but the evidence was pretty solid. What other explanation was there?

Hugh sighed and stood from the table beckoning for me to follow him. He led me through the Hallway to the cupboard under the stairs. Is this seriously going where I think it's going? He turned and grinned at me before opening the door. What I saw inside simply blew my mind. Inside the tiny little cupboard was a small flight of stairs leading down into a massive room. The room was full of odd bits and pieces and had a large door, covered in glass panes against the fair wall, with mist creeping around its edges. For some reason the roof was about thirty feet high.

"Okay, I totally believe you now." I told Hugh as we sat on an extremely large couch in the middle of the room.

He gave me a knowing smile which turned into a frown. "So," he said, "Alex, huh?"

I felt my face turn red under his gaze and decided to open up. He deserves it for showing me all this.

I honestly have no idea. She confuses me so much. I just get this urge to be near her all the time and I practically explode inside every time she touches me… but it isn't right is it? It's just freaking weird. She could be my sister for all I know… in fact she probably is… Argh!" It feels good to voice my worries about Alex. It lifts a huge weight off my chest.

Hugh looked thoughtful for a second while he took in everything I said before he sat up straight with a look of inspiration on his face. "You know there actually is a way to find out if she's you sister or not." He said, the corner of his mouth twitching upwards.

"How?"

"Magic. If I remember correctly there's an identity spell in the family spell book. It'll tell you everything you need to know about someone's identity, including their current location, birthplace, parents and other family members. It can tell you if you are related to Alex." He said, moving to the back of the room and pulling a huge book out of a bookcase full of other huge books.

The book looked extremely old; it must have been in the family for at least a hundred years. It scared me to think that these Wizards had been around for so long and no one ever knew about them… well… no one ever knew they were actually real.

Hugh brought the book back to the table, set it down and opened it. The pages inside were just as old as the exterior of the book, and a few were even beginning to crumble. Writing, mostly in some sort of Latin or something was scrawled over all of the pages, sometimes accompanied by diagrams or images depicting the use of the spells, and I have to say, some of them looked pretty gruesome.

"This is like something out of some cheap wizard movie…" I said, still awed at the whole wizard thing.

"Hugh shot me another knowing smirk before stopping on one page. "Here it is," he said, beckoning me closer, "It's actually pretty simple, I just need one of your hairs and a piece of paper. "

Giving Hugh and off look, I pulled a hair from my head while he got some paper.

Taking my hair, Hugh set it on the sheet of paper. Pressed his wand against it and spoke the words:

"Nosce te ipsum, respice, adspice, prospice."

The page glowed brightly for a few seconds before the light faded and the page was filled with pictures and writing.

Hugh lifted the page and began to read it.

"Well?" I asked.

And there you have it, please excuse any spelling mistakes, i had to beat this story with a stick to break through my writers block after not writing for so long, so i rushed to get it uploaded.

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