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Questions Asked and Questions Answered
"Who are you?" Danielle asked still staring into his big eyes. "My name is Albus Dumbledore, I'm headmaster of a school called Hogwarts." he replied. Even the sound of his voice was calming. "Where am I?" she asked still very confused. "Diagon Alley." He said his smooth voice and gentle eyes still calming the distressed girl. "I know you are very confused, but that makes two of us. I wonder if you wouldn't mind answering a few questions for me and then I'll be able to explain almost anything you want to know, except maybe why the sky is blue." Danielle laughed and nodded.
Dumbledore smiled at her and asked, "Where did you grow up?" Danielle was getting scared, would he send her back, would she be in trouble for running? She fumbled with her charms on her bracelet like she always did when she was nervous. Dumbledore sat calmly waiting for her answer and decided not to push her to fast. The cuts on her back must be deep if they were bleeding through her t-shirt and it look at if she had had a bad night. "Here he said to her, before we begin out little chat, let's have a look at that back of yours." As she lifted up the back of her shirt and he gasped. He didn't know what he expected, but it wasn't this. He took out his wand and healed the fresh wounds; he wasn't enough of a healer to do anything about the scars, those would have to wait until she could see Madam Pomfrey. He pulled the back of her shirt back down and to Danielle's amazement it didn't sting or hurt at all anymore.
"Can I ask you one question first?" Danielle asked Dumbledore. "I believe you just did, but you may ask another one if you wish." Danielle laughed; she wouldn't have expected a sense of humor from the man. "Are you going to send me back?" She asked terrified by the answer. "I won't go. I'll run away again. I can't stand it there. All he does is yell and hit. I won't go back." She looked down at the ground. "I am not going to send you back." Dumbledore said reassuringly, "not unless you want to and I think you made it very clear that you don't." Danielle looked up at the man, those big eyes looked straight into her green ones and she knew that he was telling her the truth, somehow she just knew.
"I ran away from the orphanage that I've been at for as long as I can remember. My parents died in a fire when I was just a little baby. Somehow the firefighters found me in a closet and saved me from the burning building. There were no records of who owned the house, as far as the officials were concerned there was no house there. Since they couldn't trace my family, I was put in an orphanage. I got my name and birthday from this charm I had on when they found me." Danielle showed him the two charms. "I ran away this morning. Mr. Hunt was about to hit Sara with his belt, but I stood between them to protect her, so he hit me a bunch of times on the back instead. Then when Sara and myself stayed in the room so she could tend to my cuts, he got even madder. He dragged me downstairs and locked me in a small storage closet basement thing. I hate small dark places, probably from the night my parents died. Suddenly the door wasn't there anymore and I ran then I bus stopped and picked me up and now I'm here." Danielle finished, she had just told this man her entire life story in about five minutes and there was no more to tell.
Dumbledore looked at her, he had put the most of the pieces of the puzzle together. Now it was time to tell her. "Okay Danielle," Dumbledore started, "I know that a lot of what I'm about to say will come as a bit of a shock, but it has to be said. I doubt you'll have many questions when I'm done, but if you do I'll answer anything I can. Okay, here goes."
"Your name is Danielle Lynn Potter. Your parents you and your brother and witches and wizards. You can do magic, like when you made the door disappear this morning. A dark wizard named Voldemort killed your parents. Your mother died to protect you and your brother, so when Voldemort tried to kill both of you, he was hit by his own curse. He was weak and helpless, but it didn't kill him. He returned earlier this summer, but we'll discuss that topic later. When wizards and witches showed up to find out what had happened they found your parents dead and your brother crying on the floor. He had been thrown backwards by the curse and was not very happy about this. The wizards and witches looked for you, but they couldn't find you anywhere. They incorrectly assumed that you had been killed. The neighbor had seen the sign that Voldemort had been there and called the police out of fear. In order to hide our magic from muggles or non-magical people we lit the house on fire to give the police a reason for the deaths and to hide the green smoke skull and snake that hung over the house as Voldemort's sign. Your brother went to go live with your muggle aunt and uncle until he came to Hogwarts to study to be a wizard and a very good one at that. I assume you would be a wonderful witch given some training."
Dumbledore had not stopped speaking threw all of this. Now he looked down at the young girl next to him. She looked up and gave him an understanding look that he didn't expect. "My brother," she asked softly, "is alive." She said this as a statement, not a question, but Dumbledore still answered, "yes." "Is his name, " she paused unsure if he would think her crazy, "Harry?" She finished even softer. "Yes." Dumbledore answered no knowing how she knew. "Are we?" She didn't finish the question before Dumbledore answered, "twins? Yes, Harry is your twin brother." Danielle looked up at the old man once more and very quietly and timidly asked, "Can I meet him?" Dumbledore chuckled, "yes, I think we can arrange that. Now, with your permission I would like to take up back to Hogwarts so you can learn to be a witch." Danielle smiled excitedly and nodded.
"Good, come into Gringotts and we will get some money and go buy the things you will need, the stores should be open in about an hour. You are supposed to be starting you fifth year on September first, meaning we have about five weeks for you to learn four years of school."
The smiled dimmed a little on her face, but she was still smiling. She was going to be a witch. She had a twin brother she was going to get to meet and she was going to be able to survive away from Mr. Hunt. She didn't think she could be any happier than she was at that moment.
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Thank you for reviewing. I know that it is hard to read sometimes, and I'll work on making more paragraphs to make it easier. When I write, I just write and then put spacing in later. Sorry, but I hope everyone is enjoying it all the same! Oh yeah, I'm sorry about any spelling mistakes, I tried to get them all, but I'm bound to miss one or two here or there. Thanks!
Questions Asked and Questions Answered
"Who are you?" Danielle asked still staring into his big eyes. "My name is Albus Dumbledore, I'm headmaster of a school called Hogwarts." he replied. Even the sound of his voice was calming. "Where am I?" she asked still very confused. "Diagon Alley." He said his smooth voice and gentle eyes still calming the distressed girl. "I know you are very confused, but that makes two of us. I wonder if you wouldn't mind answering a few questions for me and then I'll be able to explain almost anything you want to know, except maybe why the sky is blue." Danielle laughed and nodded.
Dumbledore smiled at her and asked, "Where did you grow up?" Danielle was getting scared, would he send her back, would she be in trouble for running? She fumbled with her charms on her bracelet like she always did when she was nervous. Dumbledore sat calmly waiting for her answer and decided not to push her to fast. The cuts on her back must be deep if they were bleeding through her t-shirt and it look at if she had had a bad night. "Here he said to her, before we begin out little chat, let's have a look at that back of yours." As she lifted up the back of her shirt and he gasped. He didn't know what he expected, but it wasn't this. He took out his wand and healed the fresh wounds; he wasn't enough of a healer to do anything about the scars, those would have to wait until she could see Madam Pomfrey. He pulled the back of her shirt back down and to Danielle's amazement it didn't sting or hurt at all anymore.
"Can I ask you one question first?" Danielle asked Dumbledore. "I believe you just did, but you may ask another one if you wish." Danielle laughed; she wouldn't have expected a sense of humor from the man. "Are you going to send me back?" She asked terrified by the answer. "I won't go. I'll run away again. I can't stand it there. All he does is yell and hit. I won't go back." She looked down at the ground. "I am not going to send you back." Dumbledore said reassuringly, "not unless you want to and I think you made it very clear that you don't." Danielle looked up at the man, those big eyes looked straight into her green ones and she knew that he was telling her the truth, somehow she just knew.
"I ran away from the orphanage that I've been at for as long as I can remember. My parents died in a fire when I was just a little baby. Somehow the firefighters found me in a closet and saved me from the burning building. There were no records of who owned the house, as far as the officials were concerned there was no house there. Since they couldn't trace my family, I was put in an orphanage. I got my name and birthday from this charm I had on when they found me." Danielle showed him the two charms. "I ran away this morning. Mr. Hunt was about to hit Sara with his belt, but I stood between them to protect her, so he hit me a bunch of times on the back instead. Then when Sara and myself stayed in the room so she could tend to my cuts, he got even madder. He dragged me downstairs and locked me in a small storage closet basement thing. I hate small dark places, probably from the night my parents died. Suddenly the door wasn't there anymore and I ran then I bus stopped and picked me up and now I'm here." Danielle finished, she had just told this man her entire life story in about five minutes and there was no more to tell.
Dumbledore looked at her, he had put the most of the pieces of the puzzle together. Now it was time to tell her. "Okay Danielle," Dumbledore started, "I know that a lot of what I'm about to say will come as a bit of a shock, but it has to be said. I doubt you'll have many questions when I'm done, but if you do I'll answer anything I can. Okay, here goes."
"Your name is Danielle Lynn Potter. Your parents you and your brother and witches and wizards. You can do magic, like when you made the door disappear this morning. A dark wizard named Voldemort killed your parents. Your mother died to protect you and your brother, so when Voldemort tried to kill both of you, he was hit by his own curse. He was weak and helpless, but it didn't kill him. He returned earlier this summer, but we'll discuss that topic later. When wizards and witches showed up to find out what had happened they found your parents dead and your brother crying on the floor. He had been thrown backwards by the curse and was not very happy about this. The wizards and witches looked for you, but they couldn't find you anywhere. They incorrectly assumed that you had been killed. The neighbor had seen the sign that Voldemort had been there and called the police out of fear. In order to hide our magic from muggles or non-magical people we lit the house on fire to give the police a reason for the deaths and to hide the green smoke skull and snake that hung over the house as Voldemort's sign. Your brother went to go live with your muggle aunt and uncle until he came to Hogwarts to study to be a wizard and a very good one at that. I assume you would be a wonderful witch given some training."
Dumbledore had not stopped speaking threw all of this. Now he looked down at the young girl next to him. She looked up and gave him an understanding look that he didn't expect. "My brother," she asked softly, "is alive." She said this as a statement, not a question, but Dumbledore still answered, "yes." "Is his name, " she paused unsure if he would think her crazy, "Harry?" She finished even softer. "Yes." Dumbledore answered no knowing how she knew. "Are we?" She didn't finish the question before Dumbledore answered, "twins? Yes, Harry is your twin brother." Danielle looked up at the old man once more and very quietly and timidly asked, "Can I meet him?" Dumbledore chuckled, "yes, I think we can arrange that. Now, with your permission I would like to take up back to Hogwarts so you can learn to be a witch." Danielle smiled excitedly and nodded.
"Good, come into Gringotts and we will get some money and go buy the things you will need, the stores should be open in about an hour. You are supposed to be starting you fifth year on September first, meaning we have about five weeks for you to learn four years of school."
The smiled dimmed a little on her face, but she was still smiling. She was going to be a witch. She had a twin brother she was going to get to meet and she was going to be able to survive away from Mr. Hunt. She didn't think she could be any happier than she was at that moment.
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Thank you for reviewing. I know that it is hard to read sometimes, and I'll work on making more paragraphs to make it easier. When I write, I just write and then put spacing in later. Sorry, but I hope everyone is enjoying it all the same! Oh yeah, I'm sorry about any spelling mistakes, I tried to get them all, but I'm bound to miss one or two here or there. Thanks!