A Whole New World
Prologue:
Albert Decius waited and listened for footsteps. His
colleague and good friend, Albus Dumbledore, should've been
here thirty minutes ago. He looked around impatiently.
Where was he? Suddenly, footsteps behind him caused him to
turn around quickly, his wand aimed and ready.
"Albert Decius, do you really intend to hex a dear friend?" Albus
Dumbledore said with a twinkle in his eye.
Albert smiled and lowered his wand. "No, Albus. But I have not brought you
here for friendly chat," he replied.
Dumbledore nodded. "I assume there must be a reason you have bags packed
for a trip of some sort."
Albert sighed and ran a hand through his dark blonde hair, which fell to
his shoulders. "Albus, I just can't take it anymore. I have to get away
from wizardry and wands and all of this. I've found a place to do so, and
there's no wizards, witches, wands or anything magic, save for stories and
myths," he gazed around as he talked, as if looking for an enemy.
Dumbledore frowned. "Whatever are you talking about, Albert?" he asked with
concern.
Albert smiled. "An alternate reality. Once I say this incantation, a portal
will open. I'll go through it to this other world and be done with
wizardry," he clarified.
"And you will tell no one, not even a wife, perhaps, of your background?"
Dumbledore asked.
Albert shook his head. "No Albus, I won't. I want to be done with this.
Forever." he said quietly.
Dumbledore sighed. "So, I won't be seeing you again?" he asked with
sadness.
Albert shook his head. "You will see another of me, however. I will have a
great, great, granddaughter that will inherit my wizardry. I don't want her
to go to Hogwarts until she is sixteen years of age, and Albus, she will
inherit ALL aspects of my wizardry," he emphasized. Dumbledore nodded. "I
see. I will go to fetch her myself, my friend. If I'm still alive," he
joked, "But on a more serious note, why wait until she is sixteen?"
Albert sighed again. "In this world, they are less adaptable to news like
being a wizard at the tender age of eleven. If we wait until she is
sixteen, then perhaps she will take it better, since in this world, magic
is nothing but myths and stories." he explained.
Dumbledore sighed. "I don't agree with this Albert, but you are my friend
and I will not go against your wishes." he said.
Albert waved his wand and said the incantation. The portal opened up.
Dumbledore gasped at the beauty and brightness of the shimmering sea of
blue light, with tinges of white surrounding it.
"Goodbye, Albus. May you live to see the great witch my great, great
granddaughter will become. Here," Albert handed Dumbledore his wand. "Give
this to her. It will work."
Dumbledore took the wand and nodded farewell as Albert picked up his bags
and walked through the portal. It closed behind him, leaving Dumbledore
alone in the alley with only a wand and fond memories.
"Goodbye, old friend."
Prologue:
Albert Decius waited and listened for footsteps. His
colleague and good friend, Albus Dumbledore, should've been
here thirty minutes ago. He looked around impatiently.
Where was he? Suddenly, footsteps behind him caused him to
turn around quickly, his wand aimed and ready.
"Albert Decius, do you really intend to hex a dear friend?" Albus
Dumbledore said with a twinkle in his eye.
Albert smiled and lowered his wand. "No, Albus. But I have not brought you
here for friendly chat," he replied.
Dumbledore nodded. "I assume there must be a reason you have bags packed
for a trip of some sort."
Albert sighed and ran a hand through his dark blonde hair, which fell to
his shoulders. "Albus, I just can't take it anymore. I have to get away
from wizardry and wands and all of this. I've found a place to do so, and
there's no wizards, witches, wands or anything magic, save for stories and
myths," he gazed around as he talked, as if looking for an enemy.
Dumbledore frowned. "Whatever are you talking about, Albert?" he asked with
concern.
Albert smiled. "An alternate reality. Once I say this incantation, a portal
will open. I'll go through it to this other world and be done with
wizardry," he clarified.
"And you will tell no one, not even a wife, perhaps, of your background?"
Dumbledore asked.
Albert shook his head. "No Albus, I won't. I want to be done with this.
Forever." he said quietly.
Dumbledore sighed. "So, I won't be seeing you again?" he asked with
sadness.
Albert shook his head. "You will see another of me, however. I will have a
great, great, granddaughter that will inherit my wizardry. I don't want her
to go to Hogwarts until she is sixteen years of age, and Albus, she will
inherit ALL aspects of my wizardry," he emphasized. Dumbledore nodded. "I
see. I will go to fetch her myself, my friend. If I'm still alive," he
joked, "But on a more serious note, why wait until she is sixteen?"
Albert sighed again. "In this world, they are less adaptable to news like
being a wizard at the tender age of eleven. If we wait until she is
sixteen, then perhaps she will take it better, since in this world, magic
is nothing but myths and stories." he explained.
Dumbledore sighed. "I don't agree with this Albert, but you are my friend
and I will not go against your wishes." he said.
Albert waved his wand and said the incantation. The portal opened up.
Dumbledore gasped at the beauty and brightness of the shimmering sea of
blue light, with tinges of white surrounding it.
"Goodbye, Albus. May you live to see the great witch my great, great
granddaughter will become. Here," Albert handed Dumbledore his wand. "Give
this to her. It will work."
Dumbledore took the wand and nodded farewell as Albert picked up his bags
and walked through the portal. It closed behind him, leaving Dumbledore
alone in the alley with only a wand and fond memories.
"Goodbye, old friend."