~*~Carlie Black~*~

Chapter 30: Crazy old cat…. Man?

Filch knocked on Dumbledore's office door looking smug and creepy. It had to be almost midnight by now and this creepy castle caretaker really expected Dumbledore to be awake; and just waiting for us to walk in… stupid Filch. The door opened, and Albus and I were pushed into the office. Dumbledore was sitting at his desk, did he ever sleep?

He was smiling at us with a bemused expression on his face. He didn't seem surprised or angry; almost like he was expecting us.

"Argus, to what do I owe this late night meeting?" He said happily; blue eyes twinkling.

"I caught these two acting real cozy in the trophy room when they were supposed to be serving a detention," Filch said with a huge smile.

"Thank you, Argus, I can take it from here," Dumbledore said dismissively. The creepy caretaker left the office with a smirk.

"Sir, may I explain," I began with a sweet little vampire girl look. "Albus and I were just talking and Filch didn't even see us kissing." Dumbledore gave me a grandfatherly smile before turning to Albus.

"Is this true Mr. Potter?" he asked.

"Yes, sir, we were just talking." Dumbledore just nodded knowingly.

"Miss Black, were you aware that Mr. Albus Potter was named after me?" This was a strange change in topic…

"No, sir," I said very quickly.

"Mr. Potter, did you know that I feel very grandfatherly toward Miss Black?" Where was he going with this?

"No sir," Albus replied.

"Well, as you can see, you both are very important me, so just don't hurt each other. You two may go."

"Thank you, sir?" Albus and I said in unison before scampering back to the Gryffindor common room. When the portrait hole closed behind us, I burst out laughing.

"What's so funny?" Albus started asking.

"Did you see Dumbledore's face?" I said cracking up. Albus just shook his head at me with a smile.

"You're exhausted; you should get to bed," He said sounding responsible. I lightly punched his arm.

"You're no fun," I said even though I was really pretty sleepy. Albus grabbed me around my waist and pulled me into a hug.

"Trust me, you need to sleep." He kissed me lightly on my forehead before walking me to the girl's dorm door.

"Night," I said, using all of my vampire dazzling skills to draw this guy to me.

"Night," He replied. He turned around and began to walk to his dorm. I felt disappointed. I wanted to get a good night kiss. I was about to open the door and go into the room, when I was whirled around and slammed up against the door. Albus' lips crushed my own, and hands weaved in and out on my hair. I quickly responded and wrapped my arms around his waist, pinning him to me.

Our passionate kissing session lasted a long time. Albus didn't even once try to push me past my comfort zone, and it felt perfect. I'm sure that we would have kissed longer, if his crazy relatives hadn't opened the door I was leaning on. I fell on the ground and Albus fell on top of me.

"Albus and Cici sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G" Rose and Lily started chanting at us… stupid little red heads. Before we could say goodbye, the little red heads pulled me into the room, kicked Albus out, and slammed the door in his face. They sat me down on the bed.

"Spill," said Lily.

So much for getting any sleep tonight.

~*~TLA~*~

In the morning, I woke up feeling tired and groggy. I didn't function well on less then 5 hours of sleep. The girls were still on my bed, we had all fallen asleep while they were gushing about how cute Albus and I were.

I got up and got ready for breakfast. I spent a ton of time trying to make my hair lie the way I wanted it to, and to enhance my vampire features. Lily and Rose were still sleeping and I wasn't going to try to wake them up. They could use a little punishment for the torture they had put me through last night, so if they were late to class, it wouldn't be my problem.

I left the dorm quietly, and walked down to the common room, where I surprisingly met Lily and Rose (stupid girls not getting punished…), we made our way down through the twisted halls until we magically found ourselves in the dining hall. There in our normal spot was Albus sitting in his normal spot, reading a book. I tiptoed over to him and put my hands over his eyes.

"Guess who," I said.

"Carlie," said Albus automatically.

I Grinned at him and sat down beside him,

"Whatcha doin?" I said in my very American accent, I put my hands on my knee and gave him a cute smile as Lily and Rose made their way to the other side of the table. Albus put down his book and looked at me with a confused look.

"Whatcha…?" He asked confused, I rolled my eyes remembering that I was in England…

"Whatcha is slang for 'what are you' in America." I told him, he laughed.

"Well, to answer your question I'm reading." He said with a grin. "Whatcha doin?" He tried out but his accent totally got in the way of the whatcha. I laughed but answer his question.

We talked for a bit but then started eating in silence. It wasn't awkward silence; it was just nice enjoying each other's company silence, unlike the loud and busy dining hall… After I had gotten so much of my food down Rose and Lily left sensing there was going to be a make out session of some sorts. I cleaned my face and turned to Albus smiling a non food filled smile.

"So when's your first class?" I asked playfully once he had looked back at me and smiled.

"Not for another 45 minutes." He told me with a grin.

"Well… I wonder what we can do in 45 minutes…?" I said putting my finger to my lips and looking up toward the front of the room… Hopefully I wasn't coming on to strong... Albus grinned though.

"Well I have an idea." He said playfully looking back in the direction I was looking.

"What's that?" I asked looking back at him and making eye contact.

"This…" he said leaning into me and pressing his lips to mine.

Immediately we started doing what in England they called 'snogging' Rose and Lily had been right. It was going very wondrously until suddenly my boy friend was ripped away by some unknown force. I opened my eyes in confusion in time to see who had pulled my boy friend off of me.

"GET OFF MY DAUGHTER!" My dad screeched at Albus taking him by the collar and throttling him.

I was stunned. Why was my dad here? How did he know where to find me? And most importantly, why was he strangling my boyfriend?

"Daddy!" I screeched at him, causing several heads to turn. God! The entire school was staring now! "Stop it! Daddy!" I said in a cute little pleading voice that my father never could resist. My dad slowly let go of Albus and turned on me.

"You ran off to LONDON!" He yelled at me. I ignored his question and ran to Albus's aid.

"Are you alright?" I asked him while he massaged his neck. If my dad hurt him I swear to god I'm going to kill him...

"Fine," he choked out. "So that's your dad?" I rolled my eyes.

"Biologically he's my father, yes," I said like a total bitch, but hey, I wasn't going to forgive my dad just yet. So what if he flew across the world to come and get me; he probably wouldn't do that for Jayson! I felt my dad's hand close around my arm. He swung me around to see his face, which was contorted with anger.

"Carlie Jane Black, you'd better explain what's going on right this minute!"

"Daddy, why are you carrying a book?" I asked, purposefully ignoring his request.

"I felt like reading," He said matter of factly. I couldn't hold back a snicker.

"You hate reading," I laughed. My dad's face went from angry to fatherly in record time. He can't resist my laugh.

"Carles," he said before trying to pull me into a sloppy hug. But I pushed him away.

"What do you want, dad?" I asked in a tone befitting an ice queen. My dad looked at me stupidly.

"I came to take you home," he said, anger setting in again. "I flew all the way around the world to bring you home and I don't get a hug or a 'nice to see you dad?' I run into a brick wall, fall in a lake, and get scooped up by a giant squid, all the time worried sick about you, just to find this punk," my dad pointed to Albus, "James, eating your face, and the only form of greeting I get is 'what do you want, dad?' Carlie, do realize how scared we all were? You just took off, and we had to find out from Jayson that you were flying to England! At least your mother called me before she ran away to here. God!" My dad finished his rant. His hands were starting to shake, and I could tell he was about to go all 'big bad wolf' on me.

"Daddy, daddy, calm down," I said soothingly. "Don't get all furry on me."

My dad's hands slowly stopped shaking and I knew he wasn't going to freak a bunch of English kids out by suddenly turning into a wolf.

"Ummm dad, this is Albus." I said fixing my dad's mistake. My dad looked between Albus and me.

"What happened to James?" He asked.

"He was a creep," I informed him. "Albus Potter, meet my father." Albus extended his hand for my dad to shake.

"Nice to meet you, sir," Albus said respectfully. But my dad didn't shake his hand. He seemed to be too busy staring at Albus like he was a difficult math problem that my dad was trying to solve. Then his eyes grew wide.

"He looks like… oh god no!" My dad smacked his hand to his forehead as a middle aged man who looked strangely similar to Albus came rushing toward us.

"Dad!" Albus said as the man pulled him into a hug. They looked identical, except for the fact that Mr. Potter was older and had a strange lightning shaped scar on his forehead. I could tell from the hug that the two were close. I instantly felt pain for Jayson, who had never been hugged like that.

"You could have had that," I told my dad in a dangerously low voice as he rubbed his face in dismay… what was wrong with the Potters?

"Excuse me?" He asked, like I was the one who messed up.

"You could have had that kind of relationship with Jayson, but you just threw him away!" I yelled, giving my dad a shove in the chest.

"Is that what this is all about?" he asked disbelievingly.

"Of course it is, Jacob!" I used his first name, knowing that it would piss him off more then anything else. "Jayson is my brother and you acted like he was nothing!"

"The name's dad to you miss, and he's just you're half brother, and I'm trying to make things right between him and I!" My dad shouted back at me.

"Just my half brother!" I was really starting to get pissed. "Why are you so ashamed of him?" I asked trying hard to understand.

"Because he's living proof of the pain I caused your mother all those years ago!" My dad said, sounding suddenly defeated.

"That's not his fault. He didn't ask you to cheat on Mom with Leah," I said, anger fading slightly. My dad opened his mouth to speak but was cut off by Dumbledore suddenly appearing beside us.

"Perhaps, Mr. Black, Mr. Potter, uh… the second Mr. Potter, and Miss Black, should all accompany me back to my office where you can continue this conversation in private," He said calmly, reminding me that we were currently standing in the middle of a very crowded dining hall who's occupants were staring at us like we were the next Pirates of the Caribbean movie.

"Hey, Dumbledore! How are you?" Mr. Potter asked in a friendly way.

"Very well, thank you, Harry," Dumbledore replied equally familiar. I turned to my dad who was staring at Dumbledore like he was a ghost, or monster... I wasn't quite sure.

"Hello, Jacob," Dumbledore said simply.

"Are you still living?" My dad asked smoothly.

I shook my head and pinched the bridge of my nose.