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Chapter 2 – Telling Albus Dumbledore

Eve closed the bedroom window and thought about what she just heard. Molly's words flashed through her head. ''She's not a witch either!'' What did this all mean? There is no such thing as mag-ic… And the moment she thought about magic her memory flashed back. Yes, there is such thing as magic. Only she wasn't a witch. She was a Magicion. Magicions live in a place called Dechrau. They control their magic with feelings and emotions, not their brains. You can't study magic, only the ability to control it. Everyone responds and feels differently, everyone's magic is unique.

It was time to get out of this place. She wanted to grab her bag, only it was gone. She was curtain the ginger haired lady had it. The bag wasn't important, her stuff in it was. She couldn't leave without it. Slowly she opened the bedroom door to see if the coast was clear. The house reminded her a bit of her aunts' farm. Wooden planks and beams, the smell of nature. If it wasn't for this weird situation, she's love the stay and live here. Eve stood at the top of the stairs and looked just around the corner to see what was happening downstairs. There was not much to see. She almost lay completely on the floor to see who was talking. Mr. Weasley opened the kitchen window and an owl flew out of his hands. ''What do we do now? We can't leave her up in Ginny's room,'' Molly pointed upstairs.
''Molly, pumpkin, we don't have a choice. We'll just have to wait for professor Dumbledore's reply. I'm sure she's nothing to be afraid of. She's probably just as confused as we are.''
Molly still seemed worried. ''But I won't let her any near the kids. She has to stay out of sight. I don't want her to spoil anything.''
Arthur laid his hands on her shoulders. ''Calm down. I'll go talk to her in a few, okay?''

Eve heard enough. She sure did like Arthur more than Molly. By the time she got back on her feet she noticed she wasn't alone anymore. Two other ginger haired boys were leaning against the wall. They were twins, that was for sure.
''Are we enjoying ourselves? We almost thought you were up to something,'' one of them asked with a smirk on his face.
''I'm George Weasley and this is my brother Fred.'' He raised his eyebrow and a grin showed on his face. ''Hi!'' That was all he said. ''We are the beloved sunshine's in this house.''
Eve rolled with her eyes. ''Gosh, what an old trick. You really thought that would fool me. The name switching, that's like the oldest trick in the book.'' The twins looked surprised. ''I may have hit my head really hard, but I never lost my sentence,'' she winked at them.
''Boys, boys!'' Mr. Weasley shouted to the twins. ''What are you two doing upstairs? Your mother was perfectly clear about that!''
''We were giving our guest a house tour..'' Before they could complete their sentence Arthur caught them off.
''Now, go downstairs before your mother finds out.''
You could see in his eyes he hated to you yell at his children. He opened Ginny's bedroom door and turned his head to Eve. ''Let's go inside.''
Arthur closed the door after she entered. ''What do you want to know?'' Eve asked. He hide something behind is back. It was her brown leather bag. ''I think this belongs to you.''
Eve nodded. ''Thank you.'' And she meant it. Her stuff was all she had right now. When she opened it, she noticed all her things were still in it.
''It's all there,'' Arthur said. ''We did try opening it, but it was magical locked.''

Eve sat on Ginny's bed, opened her bag and picked out a photo. It was a photo of Kimana and Samantha, two great friends she met in Dechrau. She took that picture by accident in a magical way. She made with her forefingers and thumbs a frame and pretended to take a picture of Kimana and Samantha making funny faces. On that moment she was filled with happiness and proceeded magic for the very first time. A photo fell on the ground. A photo she made without a camera, she only used her hands. It was a magical moment for all three of them. Eve missed them so much, her arm got goose bumps of the feeling she might never see them again. A tear glide of her cheek, it was sparkling.

Arthur Weasley was just watching her, giving her time to get her thoughts right. It took a few minutes before Eve spoke. ''Before you're going to ask if I'm okay, I'm not. Not right now.''
Arthur took a deep breath and told her about the letter he send to Dumbledore. How he can probably help her, not hurt her. In a certain way she believed Arthur. But still wasn't thrilled about meeting this man, she just wants to go home.
''We'll talk further tomorrow. Get some rest.''

The next morning Eve heard people talking outside the door. She didn't recognized one of the voices. ''Ron, who is she then?'' the unknown person said.
''We have no idea. Although dad knows a little bit more, we tried this morning to ask him but he wouldn't say a thing,'' he sighed. ''She has been in Ginny's room all this time, Harry.''
''Don't you even dare open that door,'' Hermione warned them. ''Let's get Harry's stuff to your room.''
Eve took out the only clothes she had out of her bag. It was a simple beige dress she got from Kimana as a welcome's gift. This was the first time she tried it one. The dress was gorgeous, very Dechrau style. Only her shoes were missing, not that she mined. She felt freer walking on her bare feet.
Knock, knock! ''Can I come in?'' Arthur Weasley asked.
''Yes, come in.'' Arthur looked relieved when he entered. He noticed Eve felt and looked much better then yesterday.
''Are you ready for breakfast? You must be hungry.''
Eve agreed. She followed Mr. Weasley downstairs. Everyone stared at her when she entered the kitchen. Then there was a loud bang, everyone looked at the kitchen window. ''Errol! That stupid bird.'' Errol? She thought. They have an owl as a pet? Freakish was the only word she could think of.
''Ron, will you get that letter?'' Mrs. Weasley asked. This a far beyond freakish. They use owls for sending letters. Are they wizards or what?
''Dad, it's for you,'' Ron handing out the letter.
Eve knew it was about her. It must be Dumbledore's reply. He gave the letter to Molly when he finished it and stored it in one of the kitchen cabinets.
The rest of breakfast they were all talking about the Quidditch World Cup, what the play on broomsticks. She's love to see that once. They were all going except for Molly. She likes Quidditch but she'd rather stay home. Arthur told Eve that Dumbledore was coming this afternoon and Molly was staying with her.

Hours had passed and Molly and Eve were sitting in silence in the living room. It was a little awkward just sitting there. When the clock said 12.30 there was a loud crack outside the house. Molly got up and seemed a little relieved. Eve wasn't, she wasn't trilled meeting this great wizard they talked about.
Molly opened the front door. ''Professor Dumbledore.''
''Good afternoon, Mrs. Weasley. I see the rest of the family is out enjoying the Quidditch World Cup.'' Molly led him in and entered the living room. He had a friendlier face then she expected. He had a long grey, silver colored beard and a half moon shaped pair of glasses.
''You must be Miss Jones, the sudden surprise.''
''I guess so,'' she replied. ''Actually these few weeks have been a surprise for me. I am the one who felled really hard on the ground. I am the one who thought I hit my head too hard when I found out I was a Magicion, I am the one being chased, attacked and trapped.'' What she didn't realized when she raised her voice, little sparks seemed to come out of her fists. ''And suddenly I am in an other magical town, country or whatever. Don't tell me I am the surprise. You've got no idea what I've been through! 'Cause I still don't know,'' Eve rambled on without a pause.
Dumbledore seemed amused. Eve stood up and raised her voice even louder. ''What's so funny!'' her eyes were filled with tears but tried to hold them back. ''You know what. I don't want to get in your way. I just want my stuff back so I can go home!''
''I am not laughing at you,'' Dumbledore said calmly. ''I have never met a person who attacked me with words like that after a first meeting. It's very unique, you should be proud of that. Aren't you relieved you got it all out of your system?''
He was right. Eve felt much better now, although her hands burned a little. She opened them and saw little burn marks. Dumbledore was curious and wanted to know.
''I will tell you everything I know if you promise not the tell anyone, ever, not without my permission.'' She handed out her hand and Dumbledore shook hers. ''I promise.''

And so she told Dumbledore everything she knew. About the first time she entered Dechrau, about the Magicions, their magic and till the day she got here.

On a warm spring day she went out for a walk with her dog, Ollie. She went to the park nearby her house. On her way home Ollie broke out of the leash and felt hard on the ground, she passed out. When she woke up she wasn't in London anymore.
It first time she set foot on the magical grounds of 'Dechrau'. She was in the middle of a forest on her right was a small river what led out on a village with these cute cottages. There's where she first met Samantha and her younger sister Kimana. They spoke with a beautiful English accent she never heard before. She lived there for one week, and then people in the village started talking about a visitor, an imposer. Not long after that the Head Guard, Sr. Simon, stood outside the house. He took her with him and stayed there several weeks. The first week there was terrible; she had to stay in a cellar for being a lair and an imposer. One day he looked at her differently and apologized. She got the best room in the castle and could eat whatever she wanted. It felt all like a very bad dream.
One night she heard him talking to The Warrior. You can compare him with a king, he ruled the country. All she heard that he needed that bracelet no matter what it takes. Her wrist with the bracelet was still bruised. They must've tried to take it off without success.
Right then she decided to run away, it didn't matter where. That's when she got chased by Richard and his gang. And before she realized she crashed in the water pool of the Weasley's.

Dumbledore and Molly looked daze, like they had seen a ghost.
''And that's not everything,'' Eve turned her back on Molly and Dumbledore. She freed her right arm out of her sleeve and lowered the dress a bit so they could get a good clear of her shoulder blade. If you looked close enough, you could see a mark. Not just one mark, there were all kind of lines.


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