❝ 𝘽𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚, 𝙋𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙚, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙄 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙣𝙤 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧. ❞
Calysta Potter had it all; the looks, the fame, the brain, the popularity... And so did Draco Malfoy. When you combine two o...
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The first thing Calysta Potter did after coming to her senses was squeal loudly and nearly squeeze Jeff Evans to death. He already meant so much to her, seeing as he was related to her mother, and he was a wizard, and he was already her best friend, seeing as they both thought alike.
"I don't believe it," she said, for the second time. "How are you a wizard?" she whispered.
Jeff, grinning madly, held out his palm out to her, a small piece of paper perched atop his skin. "I've always been able to do this," he explained, as the piece of paper slowly floated upwards and back down, as if it were being levitated by an invisible thread of string.
Calysta beamed, showing him how she could change the color of the beads of the bracelet she wore on her wrist, from black, to blue, then pink, and finally red.
"Sweet!" Jeff praised her, clapping her on the back. "Now, shall we test our magic on the fat lump?" he asked with a wicked grin.
Calysta sadly shook her head. "I promised Aunt Petunia I wouldn't cause any havoc," she grumbled miserably.
"Aw man," Jeff clicked his tongue. "Anyway, let's go downstairs, I'm starving!"
Calysta nodded, hurrying down the stairs in hopes that she wasn't late, lest she'd have to face Aunt Petunia's most boring lectures on etiquette and manners.
Barbecue at night was a blast. Calysta had really hit it off with Jeff, and could easily declare that by far, this was the best night she'd ever had. The pair discovered that they both a knack for wreaking havoc wherever they went. What made it worse was how they both knew that they would have each other at Hogwarts, and as far as they were concerned, they didn't need anyone else. It would be so much easier to make friends now that they had each other.
Harry, although enjoyed Jeff's company, and found him to be rather amusing, deemed him to be a bit cheery and way too bubbly for his liking. Not that it bothered Calysta though. Although she loved Harry to bits, it came as quite a blessing that she had just made her first real friend.
For once, she felt like she belonged.
After a long night, Calysta helped Aunt Petunia clean up and tug everything away, while Uncle Edward sat on the couch watching Dudley's dull soap opera. When Calysta made a move of going upstairs, Uncle Edward summoned her and invited her for a walk outside. Calysta made a move to wake Harry, who'd fallen asleep on the chair in the kitchen, but he shook his head and motioned the outdoors to her. When outside, Calysta felt it rather chilly, but enjoyed the prickling on her skin, as she walked alongside her uncle.
"Jeff tells me you're going to Hogwarts," Uncle Edward broke the silence. "And from what I observed tonight, you two seem to get along really well..."
Calysta's lips curved upwards into a smile. "Yes, well he found out Harry and I were going to Hogwarts quite accidentally... Harry hadn't managed to hide his acceptance letter very well..."
