Chapter Two

He sat silently on his bed across from his biological twin. His face twisted into a frown, as he closed his notebook and vanished his quill. He had lied to his sister Petunia, using the Lady Prince as an excuse. He held the sneer that wanted to make itself known at the thought; that lady was wrapped up in her own world seemingly oblivious to the fact that the muggle she married hated her and her child.

No instead it had been his own research based off the distant past when magic had been widespread. His gaze softened as he thought of that life, the loving embrace of magic which enveloped everything. It had been before Lady Fate, that wretched woman, gave in to her Muggle Master deciding to go against her Mother's warnings to manipulate the worlds fate. She had changed the worlds fate forcing magic to make way for muggle domination.

His twin's magic bore all the signs of a beloved child of Fate. Her magic disgusted him, just as Lady Fate did, her magic so sickeningly light, different from the loving embrace of Mother Magic, Lady Luck, Lady Life, and Lord Death.

Even now he was forced to watch that stupid woman. Twisted from her old Master's words into believing she was doing the right thing, twisting the world further with her 'children'. As he was once one he understood the suffering she forced upon others for her 'good'.

He had barely escaped what Fate had planned for him with the help of Mother Magic and her other children especially from his servant and friend Death.

He refused to become connected with her again to be forced into a life she planned out. His twin was currently to engrossed within Fate for him to be willing to help too. His only option was to hope that as she grew older she would resist Fate's orders, and when that happened he could help free his biological twin. Because by that time they wouldn't be magical Twins anymore.

Sighing he put away his thoughts. He could dwell on his hatred of Fate another time right now he needed to prepare the ritual for Petunia to become a child of Magic so he could connect his core with hers to help it develop.

Turning off his light, he prepared for bed his mind swirling with plans.