Chapter 3

Chapter 3

"Did you sneak into our room, which is technically the attic, put two letters under our window, come back down here, and then wait for us to wake up?" Zane questioned randomly, "You sick freak!!"

Dumbledore merely looked amused, then turned his attention to Sly, knowing what was coming. "Are you a hippie on drugs? Cuz if you are…can I have some?"

The three stared at each other awkwardly. Just a few moments later, Dave wandered into the main room. "Ah. It looks like you have met, may I take you to a room?"

Dumbledore smiled, looked at the two girls, then nodded. Dave showed the way to one of the smaller rooms that came off of the main lobby. Once the three beings were seated, the lights were turned on, and then the head of the orphanage walked out of the small compartment. The three beings looked at each other. The girls had the same indifferent look on their face, all the while, Dumbledore stood and began to study the lamp on the single desk that separated the girls from the headmaster. For five minutes no one talked, it was as if talking in itself was breaking a law. But finally, Dumbledore sat back down in the cushioned chair, and began to talk.

"You both must be wondering why I'm here."

Zane stood then, stalking around the desk to look Dumbledore straight in the eyes, "No, I'm more curious about how you already know our names…you are the one who signed the letters Sly and I received."

Sly stood now. "Ah, that is correct. I'm glad that you two read the letters instead of throwing them out as you usually do."

Sly slinked to the other side of the elder man. "How do you know so much about us?" She hissed as she stalked around Dumbledore's chair, like a wolf ready to go in for the kill.

"Well, for starters," The silver haired man smiled, ran a hand through his beard, and began. "Would you like a lemon drop?" And just like that, a bowl of lemon drops suddenly appeared on the desktop.

Zane glanced at the candies, then looked back to the man, "Do you start all conversations off like this?"

"I'll have one," Sly took a candy and popped it in her mouth. She looked up and met Zane's death glare. "Wha? They're good!"

"You and your obsession with sweets…moving on…" Zane turned back to the elder. "Answer our questions!"

"As you wish, my lady." Dumbledore shifted, finding a more comfortable seating. "Well to tell you the whole story, I found you."

"What?" Sly asked.

"I found you, the two of you were out in the cold rain, just down the road, in fact. I found you, and brought you here, seeing that it was logical. Over the years I have kept a keen eye on the two of you, and have concluded that you two both possess the ability to wield magic. I believe that you two may be victims of a terrible war in the wizarding world. Who your parents are, or were, I do not know." Dumbledore stood, now looking down at the girls. "I do hope you take my invitation and come to Hogwarts, where you can learn to wield your magic."

Sly started walking around him again, "Magic? What do you think your playing at? There is no such thing."

Zane circled the man in the opposite direction that Sly was, "Yeah, and furthermore…why would we believe you?"

There was a sudden sharp crack, then the headmaster was gone. The two girls looked around the small room, just a moment ago, the man had been trapped between the two of them, now he had vanished. The girls ran out of the cramped space, and there, again, in the middle of the main room, was Albus Dumbledore. "I do believe that should be enough evidence for the two of you."

The girls were speechless. Beast and blue focused on one point, Dumbledore. "Th-That's…

"Impossible!" The girls snapped in unison.

A snarl showed on Zane's face, "I demand to know, what are you!" She growled.

"Teach me!!" Sly wailed.

Dumbledore smiled, "not until your seventeen, my lady."

The girls were silent, then they looked at each other, as if talking psychologically. Then Zane turned back to Dumbledore, "We accept…we'll go to this 'Hogwarts'."

"Splendid! Your guide will be here next week!" With that said, Dumbledore turned and strode out of the orphanage.

Those girls have an amazing amount of magic, and a thirst for knowledge. One is demanding…she has control. The other is eager, and wild. Similar to his reaction to magic. A picture of Zane flashed to his mind, She has an air about her…like she knows something no one else could figure out…like she was a goddess. Another image, this one of Sly, and her…she's different, like she has two sides. She's like a young puppy…yet to become a beast. And they both have a darkness about them…just like him…a darkness that I doubt they know about…yet.