Chapter 2
Dumbledore Forgets to Take His Meds
A very old, silvery long haired and bearded man sat behind a large mahogany desk in his office, deep in thought. He looked up as a scrawny boy with messy black hair and glasses came into the room. The old man stood up and smiled. He walked over to the boy while leaning on a cane on his right hand.
"Ah. !" He said as he hugged a coat hanger.
"Uh, sir I'm over here." Harry said a little confused. Dumbledore let go of the coat hanger and walked over to him.
"Right of course." He said and then he hugged a large colorful orange and red bird. It squawked as he hugged it. "Why are you so feathery boy?" He asked.
"That's Fawkes. Um did you take your pills today sir?" Harry asked and Dumbledore turned to the real Harry.
"Of course not silly boy." He said and he looked down to his right hand. "When did this blasted cane get in my hand! I don't need a cane because I am the great Professor Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore!" He exclaimed and he threw his arms up causing the cane to fly out of his hand and across the room. Harry ducked out of the way as the cane came searing towards him and smashed into the door.
"Um sir, why exactly did you call me up here?" He asked as he got up off the floor.
"Ah yes take a seat." He said as he motioned to the chair in front of his desk. Dumbledore sat behind it and watched as Harry cautiously made his way over to the chair. "Now Harry. There be thees convention across thee ole pond-"
"Sir, why are you talking like that?
Um….no reason. Now in the States there is this thing called a Wicca Convention. Wiccans are people that support witch craft and I want you, Ron, and Hermione to go check it out. But Draco, Snape, Lupin, and Sirius are going with you too."
"Aww, why does Draco have to come?" Harry whined.
"Because I said so, Because I am the-
"The great Professor Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore. I know." Dumbledore looked a little taken back.
"Right, so…start packing and you'll be off in two days."
"Er…sir where exactly are we going?" Harry asked.
"Sunnydale, California. Now go pack, take lots of pictures of stuff. Pip Pip cheerio! I gotta eat my hot tea and scones! Now don't forget to write so Ta ta for now, toodleloo and what not." He said as he pushed Harry out of his office and slammed the door once he was out.
Harry sighed and left to go tell the others.