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he asked concerned, he was eager to join them. "You are not yet ready" Hazel knew that those kids weren't ordinary kids and they were actual witches, she couldn't let them figure out who he was when she hadn't taught him to protect himself against them. "When will I be ready" he asked, "When you are fifteen" she said squeezing his cheeks. "Why fifteen?" "Because that is a special age for you my dear" she said. Fifteen was mostly the age that boys earned their wolves while girls were eighteen. Sitting back by the window, a young girl with green eyes waved at him, he was skeptic if she was waving at him,

she blurts out. Chris glances in my direction. He also knows where this is going. "Yes, a doll." There is a cynical look upon her face. "For me?" My butler says nothing. "I'm nineteen years old, not nine! I don't think I need to hold this to fall asleep." Nineteen? Like, she's nineteen? "And books, I see." I put on a straight face, because it seems the situation is getting out of line. "You should read more books. Ellie. Books are like ladders of progress for werewolves."

Two months went by and we were also a week away from Matt's 18th birthday. The man loves to read, so I decided to buy him the complete series of Harry Potter. He loves the books more than the movies. He couldn't afford the whole series, so this is the perfect gift. And also, the wand. He is a Potter head. I saw him walking to his locker, I ran towards him and jumped on his back. "There she is." He chuckled. "You're almost eighteen." I said while hugging him. He's older than us for a few months.

I couldn't decide if I was scandalized, shocked, or just stunned that no adult had come around to get them out of the aisle. "You're staring," Charles said, pulling a few bottles from the shelf and reading a label. "Those kids..." "Are making smart choices and fully aware of what they're looking at." "That can't be right," I said. "They don't look more than... fifteen?" Charles looked at me. "Right... I guess that would be strange for you." My eyes bulged. "The age of consent?"

I stare at Harry. “I can’t believe you still have this! I forgot it even existed.” I exclaim. tell him inn a combination of horror and awe. I remember that Harry and I wrote this contract when we were about eleven. He hadn’t hit puberty yet so it was before we started distancing ourselves, but some of the older guys had and they were pretty annoying. I begged him to stay nearby and run interference and offered the only skill I really had available. “See, you HAVE to tell me.” Harry insists. I raise an eyebrow.

“When I was young, I’d hide up here because Jason didn’t know about it. In fact, until about six months ago, I always knew that I was safe up here.” Boy, how much didn’t I want to know the answer to this, but still… “What happened six months ago?” Alex shunted an old collection of Harry Potter books to one side (and no surprises why he’d had to hide stories where the wizard was the hero), and wriggled his hand through to a large blanket box.

Harry takes up the space on my other side, his eyes roaming over me as he tries to figure out this invisible injury that I must have and I squeak out, “It’s happening.” “No, no, no,” He murmurs, shaking his head in the panic that I felt when I realized the truth and he says, “It’s not the right time. You’re not 18.” Archer looks up at Harry, confusion taking over his face as he asks, “What does her age have to do with anything?” I let out a long painful groan as I clench at my stomach, knowing the shift must happen soon. It has too, right? Harry looks panicked as his eyes move back and forth between us, not sure if he should protect my secret or reveal the truth to Archer.

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1:14 AM It was already past one after midnight and being frustrated was an understatement. Khloe was probably sleeping already. My friends were still up and it looked like they were not planning to sleep yet. We were in the third series of Harry Potter but they were not even watching it. Well, neither was I because I was thinking about how to sneak out of this room without being caught. However, they were not making it easier for me.

A deep Scottish voice said. The girls turned their heads to where the voice came from and smiled as they saw four boys behind them. They made an impressive looking group. In the UK, after the age of eleven; students went to high school until the age of eighteen of which attendance is mandatory until sixteen. The last two years would depend on attending college or continuing high school and graduating with the right and enough qualification in order to go to the University of your choice.