GRACIE'S POV

I was in my room when he came. Well, not exactly my room, more like the room i share with all of the other 10-12 year old girls who live here at this dump. Oh, sorry, Orphanage. My mistake.

Anyhow, i was reading a book called 'the battle at dawn'. It was actually a very good book. Maggie, the girl who shares a bunk bead with me, recommended it. I was deep within the pages when Mrs. Cole called me.

"Gracie!" She says. "someone is here for you." I feel my heart leap. I had been waiting for this for months.

"Coming." I say, dropping the book down on my bed and leaping down from the top bunk. i think 'soft landing' and my body slows down before i land.

"Gracie. I told you not to jump. Your going to hurt yourself."Mrs. Cole says.

"Okay, but i've never gotten hurt before." I say. 'yeah, because you know how to slow yourself down,' i say to myself.

I follow her to the room at the end of the hallway, where people go when they are talking about adopting one of us, (Never me)

A man was already there. He had twinkling blue eyes under his moon shaped spectacles. his hair was a grayish white, and he had a long beard. 'hm...' i say to myself. 'Exactly how tori described him.'

"Ah, ms. Riddle." He said. "pleasure to meet you."

"Pleasure to meet you too, Mr. Dumbledore." If he expected me to say anything, this was not it.

"You know who i am?"

I Nod, telling him all about the family who lived down the street. A wizard family. the oldest girl was named tori. Then there was a twin girl and boy my age named Peyton and James, and the little girl named Alyssa.

"So..." Dumbledore said. "You already know about the wizarding world and Hogwarts?"

I nod yes. Hogwarts was the school for magic.

"So. what do you know about your brother?" He asked, and he suddenly looked older, more worn out.

"Nothing. The last time i saw him was when he went to Hogwarts, when i was younger. why? what happened? Is He okay?" I ask, the panic hitting me. My brother was the only one who i had left. My parents had been dead for years.

Dumbledore sighed. "Gracie," He said, his blue eyes (No longer twinkling) meeting my sea green ones. "i want you to listen to me. Not interupt, listen."

His voice sounded so old and serious it scared me. A lot. I swear to god, If something happened to him at that school... "Okay." I said nervously. "Now tell me what happened to tom."

"Sometimes, very rarely, but sometimes, wizards go bad." He said.

"Bad like how?"

"Like evil." Dumbldore said, and then he launched into this story of how after Tom went to hogwarts he bacame evil. He started going by a different name. Lord Voldemort. He is rallying up servents that he calls death eaters. He kills muggle borns. "He'll kill you too." dumbledore said.

"Tom wouldn't kill me." I said. "Tom loves me."

"Exactly. Tom wouldn't kill you. But tom is no longer the boy who first came to hogwarts. He is different now. tom wouldn't do any of this stuff. But voldemort would."

"No." I say. "No." And then my temper raged. "He would NEVER do that! I hate him! He said he would never leave me. And i hate you! I hate you for changing him with that god forsaken school of yours and-"

The glass on the table we were sitting in shattered, spilling pumpkin juice everywhere. "Sorry." I blush. "About all of that. It's not true."

Dumbledore nods. "Its okay. You have a reason to be upset Gracie. What Tom is doing is horrible." And then he pulled a stick out of his pocket.

"It that-"

"A wand, yes." He said. He pointed the wand at the mess i made, and said "Repairo." The peices of glass reformed and the pumpkin juice jumped back into the glass.

"Wicked." I grin.

"Very." Dumbledore smiles, giving me a letter of supplies. "Will you need me to go with you to get your stuff at Diagon Alley?"

"No." I say, still in awe from the magic he had just performed. "I will probably go with Peyton and James' family.

"Okay." He said smiling. "See you in the great hall on September first then.

"Okay." I smile, and, for a minute, I forgot about Tom.