chapter two ▹ diagon alley

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chapter two: diagon alley
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maia is pronounced as mai-uh.

maia is pronounced as mai-uh

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ORIGINALLY, IT WAS planned that Castor, too, wouldn't know a word about the wizarding world until he was of age, because of whatever crazy plan it was that Dumbledore had prepared

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ORIGINALLY, IT WAS planned that Castor, too, wouldn't know a word about the wizarding world until he was of age, because of whatever crazy plan it was that Dumbledore had prepared. 

That idea went down the drain when Castor turned out to be an Animagus. 

It was a nice, sunny day ( surprisingly for London ) when seven-year-old Castor was playing outside with Azure, Zade, his father, and his uncle. 

His eyes flickered up to the birds flying, free in the endless blue sky, and he wished to be a bird himself. 

And voila! As soon as he kicked the ball toward his father, he felt lighter, almost as if he was flying. When he looked down, he saw his white body dotted with brown and grey stripes, he couldn't help but panic. 

And that was the day the royal children were introduced to the intriguing world of magic. 

.  .  .

NOW, CASTOR AND ZADE awaited their letters just like every other kid who knew of magic. 

The day the letters came, was probably the worst day for the maids and cooks in the house. The kids raised hell, literal hell, and it was all Maia could do before she fulfilled the urge to tear her son into shreds, no matter how much she loved him. 

As the young princes wandered through the Leaky Cauldron and then into Diagon Alley, Maia couldn't help but feel slightly amused ( and nostalgic, though she'd never admit it ) by the looks on her boys' faces. 

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ZADE AND CASTOR can't remember the last time they felt such awe. 

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