Chapter 2: The Boy and The Girl first Meet
October 1864
Eighteen year old Albus Dumbledore leaned against the wall of McGonagall manor flipping through an Ancient Runes text. He was waiting along with his father and Xavier McGonagall for the birth of the man's fifth child and first daughter.
"This is so idiotic. I'll be thirty-three when she's old enough to marry!" Albus huffed.
"Same age your mother was when she finally married your father," Xavier stated.
"It's not Kendra's fault she didn't have money for the dowry," Percival stated.
"At least her mother was finally able to steal enough from her louse of a father," Xavier spat.
"He's dead now," Percival stated with finality.
"Thank Merlin," Xavier stated.
The doors to the bedroom flung open and there stood Kendra grinning broadly.
"Oh she's so gorgeous. You all have to come see," she exclaimed.
The men hurried in crowding around the bed the dark haired woman sat in cooing to a small bundle in swaddling clothe she held.
"Vivi love," Xavier called.
"Katherine is what she shall be called. Oh can't you feel it Xavier? Here hold her you can feel it," Viviane stated handing the baby to its father.
"By Merlin's wand what power in such a tiny body," Xavier blinked, "Oh there is no doubt about it Dumbledore this is the prophesied girl."
"Here Albus you take her. We'll perform the first binding ritual right now," he said handing the young man the baby. Albus made to protest but the moment the little being was in his arms he stopped. Two vastly expressive green eyes were staring at him as if they could see right through to his soul. Holding the child Albus could feel she did indeed have phenomenal power coursing through her veins which made calling her pure fitting.
"Do it now," Viviane urged, "while they have each other!"
"Born to be his rock and giver. Born to be her guide and provider. Together they stand side by side until the end. Blessed Be," Percival and Xavier chanted as a silver rope came from their wands and wrapped around both children.
Albus didn't seem to notice; however, for his heart had been stolen by a baby and though he may not love her as a wife there was no doubt he loved her.
