Chapter One
Jareth stared intently into a crystal, face harsh, and suddenly stood and threw it against the wall. He picked up a
bottle, gulped a mouthful and slumped on his throne glowering. He waited a few moments and conjured another
crystal. By the ninth he was interrupted by an old man with a long beard and blue eyes twinkling over half-
moon spectacles entering the room from a small door behind the throne. Jareth didn't move. The old man
sighed,
"Jareth, come now, stop moping. Tell me what concerns you. Just a week ago you were overjoyed, all you
could speak about was Sarah this and-"
"Don't speak of her!" Jareth snapped turning around so fast he was a blur.
"Ah, so this is about her. Tell me, what happened to make you so upset? Did she borrow your clothes without
asking? Run off with the Butler?"
"My Butler's a Goblin, Dumbledore." He replied half-smiling.
"So he is. So, what did she do then?"
Jareth scowled suddenly. "She beat the Labyrinth, she rejected me. Wished her Brother away and wouldn't stay,
even when I offered her everything."
Dumbledore smiled gently."Ah, I see. She chose to go home with her brother. How old were they?" He asked
mildly. Jareth looked confused,
"She was 15, the brother 1, but I don't see…"
"Don't you? How did she see you? What did she know you as?"
"The villainous Goblin King who stole her baby brother, she couldn't see anything else." Jareth replied bitterly.
"So you blame a 15 year-old girl for refusing a villainous Goblin King who stole her baby brother."Jareth
protested furiously, "I didn't-""It doesn't matter if you didn't, that's what she believed. Just give her time. Now,
I think you need to get away for a bit."
"This 'getting away for a bit' wouldn't involve, oh I don't know, taking a
certain position at a certain school, that you just happen to be a Headmaster at? A position that, coincidentally,
you have been attempting to get me to agree to for, oh, around 10 years now?" He asked dryly.
"Oh but Scotland's just lovely this time of year. I'm sure it will be a lovely Holiday. It might take your mind
off…" He stopped.
"I doubt it." Jareth looked unbelievably sorrowful. "Her cruel eyes are haunting, her soft, dark hair framing her
face… She's perfect." He chuckled, "And so defiant." A glint sparked in his eyes and a smirk grew on his face,
he cocked his head to the side.
"Actually, I think you may be right."
"What?" Dumbledore looked shocked.
"I accept. I'll be there the beginning of September. See you then, bye."
Dumbledore then found himself transported to Minerva McGonagall's bathroom where he was greeted by a
screech and narrowly escaped acquiring a few tentacles. "Oops. My mistake." Came Jareth's disembodied
voice.
Dumbledore frowned petulantly as he then appeared in his office. "Oh dear."
Jareth gestured to a small Goblin near his throne and whispered orders down to him and laughed as it saluted and
ran off. "See you soon precious." He whispered to the crystal."
Ending's a tad weird but ah well. I actually have a plan for this, so review and I'll update quickly. Next chapter will probably be longer. Feel free to say if you don't like it and I won't carry on. But if you do: Enjoy.