Wales, March of '79
Edith laughed as she dipped her feet into the icy Welsh sea. Lily Potter laughed as she avoided being splashed by the salty water. The sun was setting, and the sky was tinged with purple and blue-grey. March marked that time of year when Beltane's magic felt most heady.
She felt Potter's magic. It was evident to a magical signature reader such as herself--a luminous magic swirling gently over a rising dark core.
Was Lily Potter a gray-core witch?
"Lily, my love!" Edith turned her head out of the sea.
Approaching them was a wizard whose magical signature was clearly shining. Edith was sure that their children would have strong magical signatures.
"I have to go," Lily apologized. "But how about seeing us at the Fuel Rock Club in town?"
"I think that would be great." Edith replied. "I'll take the smell of the sea off my body first."
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Edith looked into the mirror as the hot air from the hair dryer shifted through her hair.
She was happy with her body. She had an exquisite figure and shapely legs. Her black dress had a round neckline, which this country's witches would call vulgar, but she didn't care about their opinions.
Edith felt powerful, and that was all that mattered.
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The silver lights of the disco ball shone on Edith's arms, and little by little, she could feel magical signatures in the place.
But none complemented Edith's.
The ley lines were perfect tonight to be able to briefly entwine with a wizard and be able to use their magic. Edith had to strengthen her core. Within three months, she would have her Ijiy*, and with it, she would be beginning a new magical line.
Edith walked among the wizards, feeling their magical signatures, but none were strong enough for her.
Between the lights, she managed to find red hair. Edith slowly moved closer to Lily Potter.
Next to her and her husband were three more boys; Edith read their magic.
The gray-eyed one had an impressively dark core, as if his magic had been utterly dark since the beginning of time. Unfortunately, this mage bound his core as if he despised himself. He also had a womanish face and was very sexy. Edith wouldn't risk an STD.
The nice chestnut-haired man was clearly a werewolf. The cores of werewolves were unstable, especially as the full moon approached. Her core was perfect for her. Tonight was not the night for this man because of the full moon's proximity.
Edith looked at the shy chestnut hunched over, his core warm--a light wizard. From here, she could perceive that he was perfect.
"Guys, this is Edith." Lily introduced her, "Edith, these are my friends. Sirius." She pointed at the sexy one. "Remus." The werewolf. "And Peter."
"It's nice to meet you." Edith smiled at Peter.
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Yes sir, I can boogie
If you stay, you can't go wrong,
I can boogie, boogie woogie all night long...
Edith placed her hands on Peter's shoulders. He adorably blushed at the closeness of her body.
He seemed nervous.
"How adorable," Edith thought as she danced close to Peter. Her hair was loose.
She took Peter's hands and guided them to her exposed waist.
Yes sir, already told you in the first verse and in the chorus,
But I will give you one more chance...
"It's just my waist," Edith said, sticking her lips to Peter's ear. "I'm not going to bite you." She kissed his cheek.
When the song ended, she took her red lipstick out of her bag and wrote down her room number.
"I'm staying at the hostel two streets from here." She told him, looking into his eyes. "In case you'd like to visit me later."
He placed a chaste kiss on her lips before leaving.
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Edith opened the door to find Peter.
She smiled, pulled him by the collar of his shirt, and began to kiss him encouragingly.
She didn't have to worry about a condom. After all, she would never have any children born from her womb after her Oophorectomy a couple of years ago.
She began to feel Peter's warm magic tickle her.
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Returning to her country, the letters from Peter arrived.
Every week he sent a new letter, and Edith responded.
Little by little, something was born in her chest.
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Edith came out of the lake, naked and with magic running through her body.
Her Ijiy came out perfectly.
It was official; she was a New Blood. In her hand was an ivory comb inlaid with aquamarine. The rune reliefs indicated the protection was magnificent.
"Congratulations, my girl." The shaman told her, passing her a towel.
"Thank you."
The shaman looked at her for a moment, then placed hands on her flat stomach.
"Is something wrong?" Edith asked.
"There is a baby in your womb," She chirped.
"Shit." Edith thought.