Delphie and the Magic Spell

Delphie and the Magic Spell
Darcey Bussell

Prima Ballerina Darcey Bussell takes you on a captivating journey to a faraway land of ballet and magic, the wonderful world of Enchantia! The second of sparkly new series for all young girls who dream of being a ballerina, or simply love to dance!Delphie is getting ready to audition for the end of term ballet show but before she can even think about practising, her help is needed in Enchantia. Does Delphie hold the key to break the magic spell and unlock the secrets of the magical world?

Magic

Ballerina

Delphie and the Magic Spell

Darcey Bussell

To Phoebe and Zoe, as they are the inspiration behind Magic Ballerina.

Contents

Cover (#u83ed77b0-814b-544a-b5fc-9e5eff8b63e8)

Title Page (#u718c760d-bd64-5446-b0be-33ec7b9b63da)

Author’s Note (#ua8ced4dc-b7f5-5fd8-8b02-ed984643272f)

Map (#u64026cc1-0977-5829-9eb7-b59b7e9a23e7)

Prologue (#uc94115e9-4ade-580f-981b-ad72e8170c2e)

1. The Bluebird’s Dance (#u567ec59c-2113-5bc9-bcae-6d002f19cc5a)

2. A Noise in the Night (#u86f6d1ff-f5b6-5652-999b-070ff965d630)

3. The Glittering Palace (#litres_trial_promo)

4. Delphie’s Plan (#litres_trial_promo)

5. A Toad in Disguise (#litres_trial_promo)

6. In Trouble (#litres_trial_promo)

7. Springtime! (#litres_trial_promo)

8. The Big Audition (#litres_trial_promo)

Darcey’s Magical Masterclass (#litres_trial_promo)

Acknowledgements (#litres_trial_promo)

Copyright (#litres_trial_promo)

About the Publisher (#litres_trial_promo)

Welcome to the world of Enchantia!

I have always loved to dance. The captivating music and wonderful stories of ballet are so inspiring. So come with me and let’s follow Delphie on her magical adventures in Enchantia, where the stories of dance will take you on a very special journey.

p.s Turn to the back to learn a special dance step from me…

Map (#ulink_d6f61acf-d276-581f-b517-e234e0bcc151)

Prologue (#ulink_30abae39-455b-5453-91e6-16584a6e22c4)

In the soft, pale light, the girl stood with her head bent and her hands held lightly in front of her. There was a moment’s silence and then the first notes of the music began. For as long as the girl could remember music had seemed to tell her of another world – a magical, exciting world – that lay far, far away. She always felt if she could just close her eyes and lose herself, then she would get there. Maybe this time. As the music swirled inside her, she swept her arms above her head, rose on to her toes and began to dance …

1 The Bluebird’s Dance (#ulink_6f22dbee-ef83-5071-92db-587414ca7ba7)

The ballet studio was quiet and still. It could only be a couple of hours since it had been full of girls dancing for their ballet teacher, Madame Za-Za. Now there was just one girl left.

Delphie Durand pressed the button on the CD player and then ran lightly to the centre of the room. She waited for the music to start, one foot slightly in front of the other, her head bent, her eyes looking down at her red ballet shoes. All the other girls in her class had pink ones but it wasn’t just the colour that made Delphie’s shoes different from theirs. Delphie’s ballet shoes were also magic!

Madame Za-Za, the owner of the ballet school, had given them to Delphie three weeks ago. She’d told her they were very special but Delphie hadn’t known just how special until two nights later when the shoes had started glowing and sparkling. When Delphie had put them on, they had whisked her away to Enchantia – a magical land where all the characters from the different ballets lived. A land full of incredible adventures!

Delphie smiled as she remembered the adventure she’d had there. It had been scary but amazing! Just then, the first few notes of the music swelled out from the CD player. Delphie quickly pushed thoughts of Enchantia to the back of her mind. She had to get this dance right.

She heard the music she had been waiting for and glided forward into a run, taking tiny steps as she skimmed across the floor. As the music changed, she stopped on her tiptoes, looking from side to side like a bird, her arms held slightly behind her like wings. Wait, Delphie told herself, listening to the music carefully. One, two…

She danced forward and turned a pirouette, before travelling forward again and stopping with one leg held behind her, one arm in front, trying to look as if she was a bird flying. All of Madame Za-Za’s instructions from the class earlier ran through her head – lift the chin… shoulders down… keep your back strong… turn out that leg…

Delphie was so busy thinking about the placing of her leg that she lost her balance and stumbled. Bother! It was so hard trying to concentrate on everything at the same time. Before she had started ballet classes, she had simply danced just how she had felt. Now she was learning that you had to make sure every bit of your body was doing the right thing at the right time. But Delphie found that when she concentrated on her legs, she forgot about her arms and then she remembered them and realised her head was wrong and her shoulders were up and by the time she had got those right, her legs were wrong again.

But I’ve got to get it right, she thought as she walked back over to the CD player to restart the music. There’s only one day to go!

The very next morning there were going to be auditions for the school’s end of term show. It was a woodland ballet and the main part was the Bluebird. All of Delphie’s class wanted to be the Bluebird. Delphie had been practising and practising.

The door to the studio opened and Delphie saw Madame Za-Za look in. A slim, elegant woman with her greying hair pulled back into a low bun, she was wearing a long floaty skirt over footless tights and a wrapover top.

“Well, Delphie?” she said. “How is it going?”

As Delphie met her teacher’s gaze, she couldn’t stop the truth from bursting out. “Actually, I’m not doing very well, Madame Za-Za. I just can’t seem to get the dance right no matter how hard I try!”

“Maybe you are trying too hard, child,” Madame Za-Za said.

Delphie frowned. “What do you mean?”

“It will make sense one day, Delphie,” Madame Za-Za said with a smile. “Maybe sooner than you imagine.” And with that she left the room.

Delphie sighed, restarted the music and went back to the centre to try again. But even the very first run felt wrong and stiff as she tried to think about her feet, arms and head all at once. She broke off with a groan and went to stop the music before glancing at the clock on the wall. It was nearly time to go. Her mum and dad would be home from work.

With a sigh, Delphie went over to the wooden barre that ran around the edge of the room and began to do some slow stretching exercises. She was just finishing when the door opened.

Delphie looked round, expecting to see Madame Za-Za again, but in her place stood Sukie Taylor. Delphie’s heart sank. She was in Delphie’s ballet class and was very, very good at ballet, but she didn’t seem to like Delphie at all.