Sept. 30, 2012, 12:01 a.m.
How we knew: Chapter 1
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The point is, however, that when the Andersons walked into the room of a 7-year-old Cooper to tell him that Laura was pregnant, they were shocked to see his favorite stuffed animal hovering 10 feet above the bed.
"Cooper!" Laura exclaimed. Cooper looked up, shocked, and the stuffed animal-which was a bird- fell back on to the bed. "What were you doing?"
"N-nothing," Cooper stuttered.
"Coop, we saw George hovering above the bed," said Thomas. "What your mom really meant to ask was how you were doing that."
"I don't know," Cooper said, sounding scared. "I was just thinking how cool it would be if George could fly because he has wings and then he was just flying. I don't know what happened."
Thomas and Laura looked at each other. The only possible explanation they could think of was that their son was a wizard.
Even though his parents hadn't yelled at him, Cooper was still scared. He had actually been practicing making George hover for a week now, and he was worried that his parents would punish him if they knew. His parents had actually been on edge for a few days now, cause Mom kept puking and rubbing her stomach and Dad kept on worrying about Mom and they had been really irritable lately and-
"Coop."
Cooper looked up at his dad. "Yeah?"
"Stop worrying. You're not in trouble at all. We're actually really happy for you." His dad smiled.
"Really?"
"Yeah. Only very special 7-year-olds can make their stuffed animals fly."
"Wow, that's cool!"
"Yep, it definitely is."
By this time, they had reached the door of the Hummels house, so Dad knocked on the door. There was a few seconds of silence, before they heard Mrs. Hummel yell, "Coming!". A few seconds later, they heard footsteps approaching the door, then the door opened to the smiling face of Mrs. Hummel. "Laura!", she exclaimed excitedly. "And Thomas, come in! Oh, hi Cooper, I didn't see you there, I'm sorry. But come in, we just finished lunch."
Cooper really liked the Hummel's house. It was just so light and airy and cheerful, and Mrs. Hummel was always nice to him whenever he came over, although Mr. Hummel scared him a little. They followed Mrs. Hummel to the sitting room, where Mr. Hummel was sitting in an armchair reading a magazine called "Which Broomstick". He looked up from the magazine and said,"Hello, Andersons. What brings you here today?"
"Two announcements," said Mom, going to sit on the couch. Once everyone was seated, Mom said,"The first one's about me. I'm, um, I'm- pregnant."
"You're pregnant? Oh, that's wonderful!" Mrs. Hummel said. "How long have you known?"
"I suspected when I was throwing up for more than 4 days, but we went and got it confirmed today. And speaking of today, the other announcement- well, we were going to tell Cooper before we told you, but we saw something and thought we should talk to you about it."
Cooper was still shocked that his Mom was pregnant. He was going to have a little sibling. He really hoped it was a girl, cause he was going to be the best older brother ever and protect her and stuff. His mom saying his name snapped him out of his shock, and he looked at her, still slightly scared, when Mr. Hummel said, "So talk. What was he doing?"
"Well, when we came into his room to tell him the news, we saw his stuffed bird George hovering above the bed, and we thought, y'know, magic."
"Well, that does sound reasonable," said Mrs. Hummel. "I was the only witch in my family, so it's not impossible that he does have magic."
"Besides," said Mr. Hummel, "hovering stuff was one of the first types of magic I did as a kid. I'm pretty sure he's a wizard."
"So what should we do about that?", said Dad.
"Just raise him," said Mr. Hummel. "And get used to unusual things happening. It just happens with magical kids, he should be fine. Just make sure no one else sees him doing it and he'll be okay."
"Thanks," said Mom. The adults fell silent until Cooper finally broke the silence, saying, "So can I have lunch? I'm hungry."