Wilting Flowers, Thriving Weeds

Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
G
Wilting Flowers, Thriving Weeds
Summary
Magic is a wide umbrella, it would be stupid to believe that there is only a singular kind.Is it always this unfair?Are we all pawns in a master's game?Perhaps, we will know someday, but not today. An AU with new characters, a new language and new planet(s).
Note
This is my first fic! I definitely won't upload a lot, or upload a lot at once and then don't for weeks. I really don't know what I'm doing.

Introduction

Magic. A noun or adjective often interpreted as a childish fantasy, creation of the human imagination. An illusion that crumbles away as reality is dumped on you like a bucket of ice-cold water and turns a belief into just another component in the genre of fantasy.

As humans, we do not necessarily have solid proof on whether magic does or does not exist. Myths and legends may have some amount of truth, but can only tell us so much, with often little evidence to back it up. Consequently, the existence of so called 'magic' is simply an opinion. It is up to ourselves on whether we believe such power to any extent can be wielded by likely undiscovered beings. 

It would be an idiotic mistake to even think that you are the only one with said magic of any kind in the whole universe.

Sometimes, the word magic may not be enough to describe what power can be unleashed.