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"And, now, Harry, let us step out into the night and pursue that flighty temptress, adventure." Albus Dumbledore

She grinned expectantly. She was almost excited for this OWL. Excited to see what this student would show her. She had heard about his Charms OWL, heard about the talent of this one Albus Dumbledore. She wasn't quite sure how, but somehow he made the plate that was supposed to be doing a cartwheel into doing a whole gymnastics number while flashing different vibrant colors and playing music, all with one single flick of his wand. And that was just the beginning of his Charms practical exam. It was almost a legend among the examiners.

And on top of his Charms exams, the teachers at Hogwarts had been singing his praises. While not technically allowed to discuss the students, the examiners could always tell who the favored students were.

"Why, Griselda, you wouldn't believe what one of my students did in class the other day. Brewed the Felix Felicis potion on his first try, didn't even ask for my help once! And he's only in fifth year! I tell you, that Albus is going far!"
"Griselda, I can't wait till you test Albus. Oh you'll have your hands full with him. Never met a match for him. Transfigured my desk into a horse last week. Not even my seventh years can do that!"
"Griselda, dear, I want you to meet Albus. He's such a wonderful boy, so bright and charming. You just have to meet him!"

She fully expected a cocky, smart ass who was too smart and charming for his own good to come swaggering in. Instead she was shocked to see a good natured looking boy with bright blue eyes. And even more shocked to see him come up to her, shake her hand, and inquire how her day was going. And to do this all seriously, as if he really and truly cared about her day, as if this moment was the highlight of his day. And while she was shocked and flattered, his blue eyes seemed to pierce through her, almost making her feel as if he was the examiner, and she the student.

Oh but was she ready for his exam. She felt stupid saying it, but she was looking forward to testing him, to see him in action. She knew he would be important, knew that standing before her was an exceptional wizard. She knew the world would be hearing the name Albus Dumbledore quite often in the upcoming years.

And she was not disappointed. He performed the practical exam with apparent ease. He could fight off the grindylows, the hinkypunks, the hexes she shot at him with a casual face. She hated to say this, but she was looking forward to the next and last part of the exam, the boggart section. She wanted to know what was this seemingly perfect person's weakness, his greatest fear.

She was shocked to see himself walk out of the wardrobe. In front of her stood two identical Albus Dumbledore's. But not quite identical. While the real Dumbledore had a twinkle in his eyes, this Dumbledore had a hard, metallic glint. While the real Dumbledore had asked her how her day was, she knew the boggart Dumbledore couldn't care less.

"Riddikulus!" he yelled, with a look of concentration. Before her eyes, she saw the boggart turn into a clown, sporting big shoes, a funny hat, and a big red nose.

Fighting down a laugh, she looked at him in wonder. His greatest fear was himself? And to get rid of himself, he used laughter? She was impressed. Impressed didn't even begin to show it. This kid, this kid was something else. He knew his talent, his strengths, and his weakness. He himself was both his greatest and worst asset. And he knew it.

She knew, standing in front of her, was the greatest wizard alive.

A/N Liked it? Loved it? Hated it? please tell...all reviews welcome. Im very new at this whole writing scene, so any review is appreciated (even flames...I dont get offended lol). Next chapter is Riddles DADA OWL. and then after his Harrys. I'm not too happy with this, but oh well. you tell me if its good or not :) lol
Anyways below is rated MA. Dont read if you normally dont read material that is rated MA. This is just a funny anecdote that goes with the story, although it has nothing to do with the storyline and is not necessary to be read, unless you want a laugh.

So I was brainstorming ideas for this fic one day and i wondered what Dumbledore's boggart would be. And I thought, well probably himself. But to be sure I wanted another opinion. So I called up a fellow HP nerd and asked her what she thought Dumbledores boggart would be, and she replied "A vagina" haha