Dumbledore was sitting at his desk caught up in paperwork, when a soft breeze came through the window. Not even bothering to look up., he said "I'm glad you decided to drop by, Jareth. Tell me, how is everyone in the Underground?"
Taking a seat in front of his desk, he said, "The family is well, as you can tell. Even that for Caridwen her absence was over three hundred years, for us it was just a couple of months. Other than that, your brother sends his regards. I have to admit Morath did a good job training Caridwen, even if I didn't like to be deceived."
Dumbledore just chuckled and shook his head, "That's Morath for you. I take you are here not to just catch up. Old friend. What is it?"
Jareth turned serious and looked at his long time friend, "Is the boy, Potter. Caridwen informed me that he is the chosen one, and he will need to start training soon. I'm aware of his current home situation, and why you want to keep him there in the summer. Don't worry; Voldemort won't remember anything concerning my daughter. He will not be aware that she came back."
A house elf entered, bringing a tray with a pot of tea and two cups, alongside some cookies and pastries, leaving as soon as he put the tray on top of the Headmaster's desk.
Jareth took the cup that Dumbledore served him, and he continued, "I propose a much better plan. I will take him with me, and start his training. He will be safe, as Voldemort has been banished from the Underground, as you well know. That way I can also keep an eye towards his…. intentions towards my daughter."
Saying those last words with a grin, Jareth took a sip of his tea, waiting for Dumbledore's answer. The Headmaster looked deep in thought, weighing his options, and finally he nodded.
Dumbledore added, "Very well, but you know this means that Harry and the others you did not made forget will need to know who Caridwen really is."
Arching an eyebrow, Jareth answered, "Are you referring to Severus? Too bad he excelled as he did in Potions. He was excellent Gringotts goblin material. I shouldn't have taken James on his bet." chuckling as he remembered that incident, a long time ago.
He continued, "Perhaps it will be good for him to know who they are. He might not be so…. vindictive towards them. But I must say, Harry is growing up to look more like James every day."
It was Dumbledore's turn to chuckle now, "In more ways than one, Jareth. I hope I'll see you more often now that your daughter is attending Hogwarts again."
Jareth rose from his chair, and said, "It was nice talking to you again, Albus, but I have to attend matters pressing to the kingdom. But I will come back, be sure of that. Good day, Albus, and thanks for the tea."
Finishing this, Jareth transformed himself into an owl, leaving through
the window. The Headmaster just smiled, and went back to concentrate
on his paperwork.
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