Disclamier- I do not own Harry Potter or any of its creations I only own crispin
Authors note- Crispin is albino thats why he is so pale. Hes also from Romainia but lives in england, hence the slight accent.
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England- present day
Albus Dumbledore was reminiscing again. He sat at his desk gently thumbing through a yellowed photo album. He chuckled at one photo. How foolish we were then he thought smiling. He could almost still hear the trains whistle…….
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Platform nine and three quarters - 1920
WHOOOOT! WHOOOT! The train whistle screeched alerting the platform that the train was about leave. Albus Dumbledore, at this moment was trying to scramble away from his mother. " Mum! Mum come on the trains leaving!" he said trying to remove his mother's octopus like grip. " Okay Okay albus! Tell your brother I said good bye! And be good!" she hollered as Albus clambered on to the train. "Bye Mother! I promise to write!" he called as the train began to pull out of the station.
Finding a seat on the train proved to be a tad challenging. It seemed that all of the compartments seemed to be taken. After wandering around the train for a few minuets he finally found a compartment at the end of the train. Sliding open the door he noticed a boy already in the compartment. The boy did not seem to notice him so Albus just took the liberty of sitting down; he shifted around a bit trying to make himself comfortable for a bit while studying the boy out of the corner of his eye.
The boy was pale, so pale in fact that it seemed he had never seen sunlight before. His hair was as pale as the rest of him a bright snowdrift of white upon his head. His eyes were piercing, a cold shade of blue, they seemed to hold a worlds worth of troubles in them. His clothes were like Albus's, plain and ready for travel, but they seemed to be made of a different material.
Albus was jolted out of his study of the boy when he suddenly spoke. "Are you just going to sit there staring at me or are you going to introduce your self first?" he boy said his voice tinged with a slight accent. He turned to albus waiting for an answer, blue eyes blazing.
Albus gulped and then struggled to regain his composure. "Oh….horribly sorry I didn't mean to be rude…." He paused studying the boy's reaction. "My names albus Dumbledore" he said holding out a hand. The boy looked at it then shook it. "Crispin, Crispin Dracul, pleased to meet you Albus" The boy smiled a Cheshire cat of a smile. "You know you should be honored, you're the first one not to be afraid of me"
Albus gulped. This was going to be a very interesting train ride.
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