Their World in my Hands

My choices can change the lives of the ones I love, the ones I hate and the ones I don't know. I am a witch, an undetectable. It's all new to me, I could lead us to greatness or to devastation and I'm not ready for the power, but I have to be. Everyone's relying on me, I have their world in my hands and I cannot let them down...

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39. The Spell

So much has happened in the past eight months that I hardly registered shock. Was this something to do with the prophecy? Was it real?

Someone has to know. Someone must have done this and I was determined to find out who it was.

I took a step closer to the broken window and looked down hesitantly. My clothes were sprawled across the floor, all the new ones that my mum had brought me to come to Hogwarts were grass stained and sopping wet, I could see the dripping water from the many floors above. My few magical items were damaged in a way, exploding snap cards torn and scattered, sugar quill shards stuck in the holes of my tribal print jumper, the chords of my screaming yo yo's cut and frayed...

This was done purposely, a warning? Or a threat? Someone did this to me, they know what I can do...

I fumbled for my pockets nervously and felt a sigh of relief escape me as felt the familiar wood of my wand warm up at my touch. As it locked into my hand gracefully, I racked my brain for the spell to use, as I thought of it, a stream of blow light shot out of my wand.

Everything scattered across the floor repaired itself and neatly packed into my trunk which flew to the foot of my bed, the broken panes of glass reattached themselves to the window. I noticed that the others' belongings were rearranging themselves also and the owlery across the yard was ridden from bird droppings. I walked downstairs to the common room and it had cleared itself also, everyone was looking shocked and were undoing their bags looking for the quills that had mysteriously vanished.

When Dumbledoor used the spell only the house he was in was put back in order, I had done something more powerful than the most powerful wizard ever come across in my first year using a wand. Something never seen before. I replayed the events over and over in my head, looking for what I had done to make this more powerful but found nothing, I had used he same spell Albus Dumbledoor used years ago and got a better result...

Then I realised, I didn't know what spell I used. I just remembered Dumbledore fixing the house Slughorn was occupying when he asked him to come out of retirement and then pictured the same thing happening to me. I pretty much made the spell up on my own...

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