Hiyah everyone! Am back with another chapter! I hope you like it! The first relation to the wizarding world :) x
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Unmasking the magic.

Harry awoke the next day with a whole new sense of prepuce. Him and Tom had a connection that he could now use. Harry walked over to a sleepy Tom, and gently rocked his shoulder. Tom groaned lightly.

"What?" he mumbled.

"Come on get up," Harry smirked tugging at Tom's bed sheets that refused to move, even though Tom was not holding them. Harry smirked and concentrated very hard. The bed sheets flew off Tom in a magical flourish. Tom shot up, eyes wide open.

"I wasn't concentrating properly!" Tom hissed.

"Alright, alright keep your head in tacked."

"I will don't worry and I will get you back for that!"

Harry smiled genuinely. It was shocking to Harry just how much of a normal eleven year old child Tom could be and how much if he really tried he could put up with him. Maybe even consider him a real friend, but maybe that was too optimistic yet.

"Tom! Harry! Get down here someone wants to see you both!" Mrs. Coles shrill voice rung up the stairs. Tom grimaced, but soon curiosity took over.

"Who do you suppose wants to see us. Both of us?" Tom questioned.

"I don't know. Only one way to find out." Harry smiled, while shrugging his shoulders. In fact Harry did know, it must be him. Excitement rose in Harry. He had gone through this before but it didn't stop him feeling nervous and excited. Tom and Harry jogged down the hall and down the stairs into Mrs. Coles office. Sat in a chair opposite them was a tall old man, with extremely long graying, auburn hair. He wore a distinctive vulgar purple velvet suit. Harry felt like smiling and shaking his hand but he knew he must act confused and unsure. Harry glanced at Tom his face was a picture Harry swore to keep in his mind forever. The boy Dark Lord stood mouth slightly ajar, gaping at the man in front of him. Harry bit his lip in order to stop himself from laughing, and managed to kept a steely expression.

"I will leave you with the boy's then," Mrs. Cole smiled coldly. As she closed her self out of the office, muttering as she went.

"Now Mr. Riddle, Mr. Potter. I am Professor Dumbledore," Harry stayed impassive but Tom looked maddened. Remembering Tom's reaction in the pensive Harry knew Tom's outburst was coming. Harry had sadly realized that Tom found it hard to trust anyone.

"Professor! As in Doctor! We are not mad! She is wrong! We wont be put in a mental home will we Harry!" Tom demanded. Harry had to admit he was frightening. Harry merely shook his head, though still trying to look suspicious.

"I am not a Doctor. I am a teacher at a school," Dumbledore sighed, smiling.

"What?… Don't lie. Tell the truth." It was so demanding that Dumbledore looked shocked.

"I am telling the truth Tom. Can you and your friend here Mr. Potter do anything that only you two to your knowledge can do?"

"If we can?" Tom countered.

"Well I work at a school for people who can, I can myself,"

"What sort of school! Prove it!" Tom shouted. Dumbledore turned pleasantly towards Mrs. Coles cupboard. The cupboard burst into flame but did not actually burn to the ground and when the spell was lifted was in perfect condition. Tom jumped slightly and Harry made it seem as if he had done so also.

"And it is were we help children like your selves from ages eleven to eighteen learn how to control and improve their powers."

"Powers!" Tom retaliated. "I knew it!" Harry tried his best to also look shocked.

"Well when I say powers… I mean magic. What sort of unordinary things can you two do as of now?" Dumbledore smiled.

"All sorts! We can move things without touching them. Make bad things happen to people who are mean to us. We can make them hurt if we want. We can speak to snakes too," Tom finished looking proud and exhilarated. Harry nodded his head as enthusiastically as he could. He knew Tom would slip up about all that stuff. He would just seem more suspicious to Dumbledore if he tried to stop him. Dumbledore looked very much as he did in the pensive when Tom had divulged these things but the look was twice as terrified due to there being two 'strange' children.

"Now in the future Tom and you Harry. I will be expected to be addressed Sir. That is if you are taking your places at the school you don't have to?"

"Yes of course we do!" Tom almost shouted. Harry for the first time nodded madly and shouted

"Yes!" Meaning it.

"… Sir." Tom and Harry added as an after thought. Dumbledore smiled.

"Good now the basic information you need. The school is called Hogwarts." Dumbledore smiled. "And here are your letters. Inside is your timetables. Your ticket for the Hogwarts express and a list of supplies you will need to buy from a wizarding town close by called Diagon Alley,"

"But Sir we have no money," Tom asked quickly. The hungry look still in his eyes.

"The school provides for such children." He pulled out two rather plentiful bags of wizarding money. "You will get used to our money soon enough. Now will you two be requiring me to join you on your trip to Diagon Alley?"

"No thank you Sir, we can manage." Tom added. Dumbledore looked taken aback but nodded.

"Go to a pub called 'The leaky Cauldron' only wizards can see it, and ask the barman Tom for directions on how to get to Diagon Alley. His name should be easy enough to remember." Dumbledore smiled. But Tom grimaced this did not go un-noticed by the school professor.

"You dis-like your name?" Dumbledore smiled weakly.

"A lot of people have the name Tom," Tom waved off.

"I see. Well I will see you on the 1st of September then." Dumbledore smiled and made to walk away.

"Yes Sir. Goodbye." Harry and Tom said in unison. This made them look at each other strangely. Dumbledore spun around at the last minute.

"Oh Tom at my school we do not tolerate bullying and theft. Those little trinkets you have in your wardrobe in your room? Return them to their rightful owners. If you don't I will know." Dumbledore smiled and with that departed.