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Alright, here is some original fan fiction I’ve written, it’s about 4 chapters. This is one of few stories I’ve been working on. Please give me so advice, what you like, what you don’t like. But also be nice bitch. This is very light edit.

In a small wizarding town, outside of downtown Los Angeles, there is a family of witches enjoying each other's company. Their house was nothing spectacular, just a well kept 1930’s bungalow. The front of the house was filled white and red roses, ivy and birch wood covering the majority of the house and a gravel walk way that lead to a beautiful red circular door. The door was slightly hidden by a large weeping willow.

A beautiful middle age woman hums around the kitchen getting things ready for dinner. Her beautiful long kinky purple hair falls effortlessly on her shoulder. Her skin, a deep chocolate and her eyes resembled the silver halo that encompasses the moon. She waves her wand and a perfectly done honey baked ham appears on the table. With another waive, collard greens, candyed yams, cornbread and kool aid conregrate on the table. She calls from the kitchen. “Come on yall, food is ready! Don’t forget to wash up before yall come in this kitchen.” Three girls come enter the kitchen excitedly talking between themselves. The two youngest girls take their place at the table. The eldest asks her mother “Is there anything I can do to help?” “Thank you 'Thena baby, can you get the glasses?” Athena, Thena to her family, just graduated from Ilvermorny. She was just as beautiful as her mother if not more. Her hair was short and a beautiful shade of grey. Her eyes, the same has her sisters, were a deep shade of orange. She stood a little taller than her mother and with a wave of her wand the glasses flew from the cabinet and landed every so gently on the table. “Sarafina, Are you excited to start school?” Athena asked when she sat down. Sarafina was the youngest of the sisters and just as radiant as her eldest sister. “ Yes! Oh my godness! I can’t wait! Did you know that this is first time in the history of the school first years will be allowed to leave campus on the weekends?! I’ve heard that people from all around the world come in to visit. I might be able to meet one of the Potters or the Weslesys!” “C’mon now Sarafina, that is hghly unlikely. Its rare that a british wizard comes this far to just shop.” said Delphine the middle child and by far the most clever in the family. “Come now D, be nice.” said their mother as she craved the ham. “ Now listen y’all. We have a big couple of days coming up. We have to go to the alley and get everyones things for school. We also gonna fly over to to grandmas to help her with” her breath caught and the girls all looked up from their plates “something she needs help with.”

“Granny O needs our help?” Said Athena “ Does she really though?” The girls giggled. “Yes, Thena. She needs to talk to yall about something and she needs our help casting a vision. The cards ain’t showing out like they should.” The giggling around the table stopped. The Cards were never something their mother brought up unless it was something serious. Athena looked at her family with concern. “Mama,” she started tentivly, “ has this happened before? The cards not working?” Her mother did not look up from her plate, as she took the last bite of her collard greens and ham; she cleared her throat and said “ All those questions will be answered tomorrow. Just let it be.” “But Mom.” Said Delphine her long sea green hair falling in her face. “Grandma O has never had any trouble reading.” “Tomorrow, Del.” She mother said standing up not making eye contact with any of the girls. “But…” started Sarafina. Her head snapped up, her eyes now as blazing as red as the sun. This was the end of the converation. Whenever their mothers eyes changed to this particular shade, that meant that the topic was closed until she brought it up again. With her eyes slowly changing back to normal she said “ Now hurry on up and eat girls. Like I said. Big day tomorrow. When yall are done I want yall to wash these dishes the the No-maj way. Athena, baby, I need you to pack a bag and help the girls pack up as well. I think we may be a grandmas for a the rest of the week. She took her plate too the sink and waved her wand and the window above the sink opened and lights encompasing the house turned on one by one starting closest to the house and lastly to the end of the walk way. The last light illuminated a small oddly shaped cast iron mailbox.

On the mailbox of this home it reads Taton. The Taton family was one of the founding members of the wizarding town. Madame Ophelia Taton, the matriarch of the family, was one of the few black women to graduate from Beauxbatons academy of magic. She then came to the states and ended up in Louisiana working with the voodoo priestess Marie Laveau. Ophelia was a beautiful woman. Her hair fell midway down her back, it was an ombre of deep purple at the root and turned a lovely sliver. While in New Orleans a man by the name of Alaric Vauquelin, fell madly in love with Ophelia. He would come into Madame Laveau’s shop of wonders. The shop was in the middle of the French Quarter and could only be seen by those of who possessed magical abilities. Alaric was a handsome Cerole man. He had beautiful green eyes, a nice muscular build, full lips and hair laid so perfect most girls envied it. He came into the shop and the moment he walked in his eyes fell on Ophelia. She was behind the counter mixing a potion, her hair falling in her face as she worked. He approached her gliding like a snake through the crowd, his eyes focused upon her.

Before he could reach her Madame Laveau stopped him.

“ No, no, no cherie. Mesye Vauquelin you know your type of magic is not welcome here.”

“ Now ,now Madame, I just come ‘round here on request of Monsieur Arcueil.” He pulls out a parchment from his traveling cloak without taking his eyes off of Ophelia and Laveau snatches it from him.

“Mèt mwen, he ready dis sick?”

“ Yas ma’am. They say he only has till months end. So this is just to make him feel, magnifique till the end.”

“Its not like you to have a heart or care. What do you really want cherie?”

“ I’m just doing my civic duty, helping out an old man who can’t come himself. Trust me, I would not come in this.” He finally broke his gaze from his prize and looked around the shop in otter disgust and spat the last word as if he had just ate something rotten. “Shop. Can you get me what I need?” His eyes falling upon Ophelia again. Madame Laveau followed his gaze and her posture stiffened. Alaric was a wizard working with the Dark voodoo priest Legba, the Legba tribe one the most revered in the city. Their type of magic is something that all those fear. Madame Laveau was one of the few who fought against Papa Legba, the head of the Legba clan and was on the fast train to becoming america's next dark wizard.

“ You listen to me Vauquelin, that gal right there is not for you, ya hear? She don’t need none of your mess. You leave her alone, you hear me cherie?” She grabbed his arm and looked him dead in his eye. “ Elle n'est pas pour votre genre, compris? Vous vous approchez d'elle, vous devrez me répondre.” Taken aback by her perfect french and her forwardness to touch him. He looked at her hand and said in a deep low therathing voice.

“I can have whatever I want and I want to be clear, if you touch me again or try and stand in my way. It will not end well for you.”

As he said this a the bottles on the started to rattle on the shelves. Laveau kept her eyes on him, not removing her hand from his arm.

“You listen to me.” she said in an equally menacing voice. “If you or your kind come anywhere near that girl there” his cloak started to smoke “ It will won't end good for you.” Alaric’s selve went up in flames. He stripped off his traveling cloak and stomped it out. With all the commotion; Ophelia ran over with a jar of water and threw it on the smoldering cloak. “Well, how did a thing like that happen?” she said in soft heavy french accent.

“Well Mon cher, without your quick thinking this whole shop might have been up in flames.” said Alaric giving Marie Laveau and quick and ominous look.

“Ah, I am so glad you are here dear. Can you get Monsieur Vauquelin the items on this list?” said Laveau “We don’t want not’ing else catching on fire.” She shot him a look and handed her the list. “Oui mademoiselle.” she took parchment and hurried to gather the items. His eyes followed her until she disappeared in the back room.

“Come now girls.” said the sisters mother. “It's time to head out!” She was standing in front of the circular red door. The back of the door was a deep brick red that had wrought iron workings. The iron twisted and curved forming small and bring ruins. Each ruin was shining slightly just enough in the soft morning glow. The room was magnificently arranged to show the history and love of the house. Many times when the girls were young said this room felt like the heart of the house. The room was shaped in a perfect circle with small window holes that all held white candles. The floor was a bright tan wood with a black marble ring. In the middle of the floor were cravings in french surrounded by carved vines and ivy that swayed ever so slightly. The words read ¨La famille Taton. Laisse la sagesse s'épanouir¨ and shined just as dimly as the ruins on the front door. In the midst of Celesteś waiting there was large crack of lightning in the room. This surprised her as the room had just been warmly lit by the sun. She looked up at the ceiling to see that the early morning sun was being overrun by storm clouds. In the clouds she thought she saw something. But no, she thought to herself, I must still be waking up. She reached for her wand and the clouds shifted faster. They were indeed forming a full formed face. It was a smooth grey face with a nice jawline. There were no lies in her face beside a deep scar that ran over his eye. His eyes had no color but they seemed aged, his lips were full and formed a slight menacing smile. She wiped out her wand and pointed it at the ceiling, before she could otter the spell Athena, Delphine and Sarafina entered the room. They looked at their mom and gazed at where her wand was pointed at. ¨Mom?” Athena said with confusion in her voice. ¨What are you doing?” Celeste looked at Athena, her eyes a vicious shade of emerald green, and looked back the ceiling. The face was gone and the enchanted roof and the sun was back. She stared at the spot where the face was and only saw the purple and orange clouds, peaceful and faceless. She put her wand away slowly and asked ¨Y´all didn't see that?¨ she said look over at the girls. Each of them returned her look with confusion. Athena was the first to respond. ¨Was the enchantment acting up?” ¨It seems like.¨ she said unconvinced of herself. She took a deep breath and looked at the girl.

¨Alright, D you will be riding with me and Sarafina you´ll be with your sister.¨ She said turning to the girls as they walked outside. ¨Athena, you be careful, you know your sister like to slide off of brooms”, giving Sarafina a smile. The girls all laughed. When Sarafina flew on a broom for the first time she was so excited that she feel off. The family always made fun of her whenever they flew anywhere. All the Taton women mounted their brooms and headed for the alley.

Once in the air, Celeste couldn’t shake what she saw in the house. The face looked familiar, too familiar. “There is no way it’s him” she thought to herself. She took a deep breath and looked over at Athena; her eye started to become a little wet, “there’s no way. He couldn’t have found her” this time, her thought was not as confident.

It was a lovely day to fly. The sun was shining brightly but with big luscious clouds in the air. It gave the family enough coverage to fly without having a disillusionment charm to disguise themselves. Celeste pulled out her wand and held it to the side of her throat, “Athena, we are getting close. Girls, start looking for parking spots.” Her voice boomed through the wind. Athena and Sarafina nodded and started to look down. As they started to descend the sound of whizzing brooms became louder, horns from flying cars filled the air along with the chiming of magical bikes and scooters. They could see that there were close to the beginning of The Alley, this section of the enormous outdoor mall was home to all of food and sweets. The smell of fresh cut fruits, chilies, corn, and la street dogs engulfed them as they found a place to park their broom. “Mom, can we get a hot dog?” Delphine asked, looking at the Abuela hand out a hot dog wrapped in bacon, topped with onions, bell peppers, cilantro, mayo and mustard. Her eyes widened as she saw the wizard take a bite. “On the way out Del. I’m not trying to be here all day.” A little disappointed Del turned away and started to walk with the others.

With arms filled with different shaped boxes and bags filled with to the brim, the girls headed to their last stop. The sisters talked excitedly amongst themselves a few feet behind their mother. As they turned down an alleyway the hustle and bustle of The Alley started to fade. The alleyway is filled with gated closed shops. As they walked the girls voices echoed through empty space as if they were in a cave. All of them noticed this and the chatter began to dissipate. “Come on girls. Stay close.” Celeste said worriedly. As she said this the gates on the shops started to rattle softly. “Thena, Del, wands out.” A gust of cold swept through the alleyway with such fury it blew the boxes and bags out of their hands. Sarafina hid behind her mother, “Mom?” She asked with a tremble in her voice. Before she could reassure her youngest, a menacing laughter carried on the wind. It started low and faint, surrounding the Taton women, making it impossible to pin point where it was coming from. As the laughter grew the wind blowing started to swirl around them. Celeste started to look around frantically. Her eyes changing colors, she held her wand out and ready to cast. Before she could do anything the swirling wind encompassed the

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