A splash of color

Going Out

"What you think?" Lucy giggled twirling around in her white dress. It sparkled like moonlight her white hair brushed over her shoulder. She was standing in front of a white cat, who was licking its right paw.

"Cute," it said in a masculine voice looking up from its paw.

"I thought so! Common! I wanna get out before the sun rises," The cat sighed rolling its eyes before jumping onto her shoulder. "And no talking,"

"Meow," he said saying the word and not actually meowing. "You have your paint brush?"

"Yep!" she said holding out a wooden paint brush. It looked like a normal paint brush she was an odd wich but that never stopped her. The paint brush was actually her wand and she loved to add color to everything.

"I will talk as I please thank you, plus that wizard fellow has a cat of his own and I am not holding back from a good feline conversation," The cat sniffed dropping down from her shoulder to walk beside her.

"There's no guarantee he'll be there, Sam, you know that right?" Lucy giggled.

"Oh I know," Sam, her cat, purred.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Well-"

"Hold on," she said pausing at a empty wall. "Reveal yourself to me!"she said tapping the wall with the end of her paint brush. A black door appeared in front of her. 

"You finished?" Sam asked the pur disappearing.

"No, common," she said opening the door letting Sam pass.

"Mis Lucy! welcome back," A man said to her smiling handing her a little chip in her hand the number 57 glowed bright white. "You're with your mystery fellow again enjoy,"

"Told you," Sam said his tail waving in the air. He jumped onto the table and Lucy sat down watching Sam great a black cat that sat on the table as well but the young wizard was no where to be seen.

"Hello my little Moonlight," a boy said behind her. She looked behind herself to see a boy about her age wearing all black and holding a stick that was dark wood.

"I see your cat enjoys Clare,"

"Familiar" Sam corrected, with a flick of his tail.

"Oh hush," Lucy said. The boy sat down in front of her playing with the wand in his hand.

"I haven't seen yours yet," he smirked, placing his wand on the table.

"Mines uh different," She said, knowing that witches were judged by their wand

"Oh?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. She nodded.

"Come now," Sam said, pawing at her looking her in the eye. "Don't ruin this for me, please just show him your brush," Sam said his voice appearing in Lucy's head glancing at the black cat behind him.

"You have a crush?" she thought teasingly.

"Yes now show him your brush" Sam said, glancing at the boy who was staring at them waiting.

"Fine" she thought, biting her lip. She pulled out her brush and sat it on the table looking away.

"Interesting,"

"Indeed, when she uses it it looks like she painting with light," Sam said, nudging the brush towards the boy. The boy picked it up inspecting the brush.

"Such a dainty tool for a dainty witch," he said tossing it back over to her. Lucy reached over catching the paint brush with her finger tips.

"Dainty," Lucy said, to herself staring at the tip brush. The boy smirked.

"I'm getting tired of calling you moonlight what's your name?"

"Stella,"

"Not your witch name," he said wagging his finger at her. "Your birth name, I smell a human bred witch," he said.

"Oh um... Lucy," she mumbled looking down

"Lucy...." he said, trying it on his tongue. 

"And yours? it's only fair," Lucy sniffed.

"Swavine," he said, leaning back in his chair.

"Swavine?!" Lucy wrinkled her nose. Swavine chuckled.

A/N: Please tell me what you think!