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Post by Mary Scott on May 21, 2015 22:27:38 GMT
There was no magic in Mary's family, and they had no way of understanding the unusual things she said and did when she was a child.
Her older sister Angela was afraid of the dark, so Mary told her that she had made Angela an invisible lantern that would always shine. Angela was comforted, even though nobody else could see the light of it. She slept in the dark without complaint from then on, though their mother was alarmed when she found Angela reading a book in the pitch darkness, saying the lantern was bright enough to read by. Mary didn't realise she'd done anything unusual. She was only six.
As she grew she sought out children who needed light of other kinds. Lonely, hurting, bullied. She never thought she was doing anything unusual, but whatever she did, or said, it brought them comfort, or courage, or companionship.
When her Hogwarts letter arrived just before her eleventh birthday she did not seem surprised. She had been, she told her mother, expecting someone to call for her. Angela didn't want her to go, but Mary hugged her sister and assured her the lantern would keep shining and no matter what happened she'd follow the light and come home.
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