To break the awkwardness, and to hide my own racing heart, I took a deep breath and decided to do something. I closed my eyes, concentrating, recalling the simplest, most harmless of my mother"s many elusive spells—a simple glamour. My fingers traced a faint pattern in the air, feeling the familiar, cool trickle of magic within me. "Maybe… this would be better for school?" I said softly, uncertainly. Luke looked at me, puzzled. The next moment, a soft glow shimmered around me. The oversized shirt and trousers I wore instantly shifted, becoming well-fitting and appropriate. Even my slightly messy hair seemed to have been combed by an unseen hand, falling smoothly over my shoulders. Luke stared, his golden eyes wide with disbelief and amazement. He looked at me as if witnessing magic for the
