Zephyr

08

"Everyone has reasons of their own."

- Zephyr

Bear with me for the rubbish banners and also the fact there isn't one here, I'll add a better one's soon cause I am really tired now and it's time for me to sleep.

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The howling of the wind continued as the wind whooshed their tiny cottage. Cadilla lay awake in the bed she was sharing with her youngest sister. She thought about her day. She shook her head. Her limbs were aching because of that old witch. She had asked, more like ordered her, to take some lanterns and oil to her son who lived on the other side of the hill.

She couldn't say no after all her mother had borrowed galleons from her. If her mother would have heard about her disobeying the old witch, she would have already been buried six feet under. She laughed quietly to herself. Death felt welcoming. She didn't receive her Hogwarts acceptance letter and she was going to be fifteen in a few months.

It was better than to listen to her mom nagging of her being useless all the time. Her older sisters had already graduated and her younger sister received her letter a few weeks ago. Whereas her youngest one still had few years to receive it. Her youngest sister was the only sane person in the family except for her and her father. Unfortunately, he stayed in London most of the time working all the time trying to earn money.

She glanced at the peaceful face of her youngest sister. She was the only one who didn't loathe her in the family. In fact, when her elder sister mocked her, she was there to defend her. God, bless her little heart. Cadilla massaged her limbs a bit trying to subdue the pain.

Being the light sleeper she was, she couldn't sleep in the loud thunderstorm. She was surprised how everyone was asleep in her family. Slowly she tiptoed to her elder sister's bed and carefully took the pinewood wand. She slipped out of the bedroom in the living room and them in the backyard.

The rain was thundering down trying to soak her. She ran her way to the tiny garden shed and walked in. It was her secret place. No, everyone knew about it but what she did at night, no one knew about. Though she hadn't received her Hogwarts acceptance letter didn't mean she was a squib. She was a witch indeed.

She murmured an incantation she had been practising. And then she lost herself in her own magical world. Performing magic and getting lost in it.

Inside the house, one of the sisters woke up. The loud rumbling of thunder and cold made her want to walk out in the night. She looked at her bedside. There lay the cup which was the first thing her father had ever given her. She looked over to see her youngest sister, Eva sleeping peacefully. Beside her Cadilla- Wait! Cadilla wasn't there. Weird.

She looked around the house. Her eyes travelled to every room. Through the kitchen window, she caught a flash of light from the garden shed. Her eyebrows creased in confusion. Slowly, tiptoeing across the house she walked out into the unmerciful storm, the feeling which she loved.

Sluggishly she peeked through the tiny window. Trying not to get hurt with the broken glass, she tried to get as close as possible. Her eyes widened in shock. Cadilla was performing magic!

Her eyes were as wide as saucer as she watched her older sister perform the magical spells effortlessly. Then Cadilla stopped. She walked towards something and picked it up. Her sister tried to get a better view and see what she was so interested in. And then she saw it. A big tin box. "Velodisantes" was carved in cursive. It was the box that was forbidden to any member of the family. She watched as Cadilla tried to figure out how to open it. A smirk crawled up her lips. Cadilla was going to go through a lot of pain. She made a plan. Two things for what Cadilla would be punished, a. for stealing her sister's wand, b. for going through the forbidden box.