A/N: Aw…. Not that many people reviewed L ::sniff sniff:: that sux like hell. I'm sorry it took me so long to update, but I went on vacation and had TONS of HW so just bare with me. Newayz this is the next chapter I hope you like it! J
Disclaimer: Um… yeah… I'm J.K. Rowling…. Juss the other version….
The Innate Magic
Shocked silence followed Chris's statement. Both Lauren and the people that were part of the Order of the Phoenix were surprised. Nobody knew that Dumbledore had a child, much less a grandson. Lauren was the first to recover.
"You're with the people that killed my parents, aren't you?" she almost screamed. Lauren feeling incredibly betrayed ran out of the house towards the garage.
"No, Lauren wait! You didn't let me finish!" said Chris going after her. All the agents at this point were at a stand still not fully comprehending what happened just yet. Then they all heard a revving sound coming from the street. And then from the window they saw Lauren on a motorcycle speeding away.
Then Chris walked dejectedly into the house, being stared at by everybody. Remus walked up to Chris and said,
"Ready to go see Dumbledore, Chris? He can help find Lauren, and explain everything."
"Yeah, I guess, but I never even met the guy! I don't even know what this is about myself, and whether or not Lauren's right! All I know about my grandfather is that he's the headmaster of some school in England, and the only reason I know that he formed the Order of the Phoenix is because I heard my mom mention it before! I don't even know what the freaking hell this stupid organization is about! And now my best friend's gone when I need her the most because I said that I was related to this Dumbledore guy!" yelled Chris who was looking a little bit enraged.
Remus as well as everyone else in the room was a little bit surprised. Albus Dumbledore's grandson didn't even meet him before! The more outrageous thing was that he didn't even know about Hogwarts or the Order. Inside of everyone's heads they were all wondering the same thing, ' Was in possible that Albus Dumbledore's grandson is a… muggle or squib?' Remus who snapped out of his little trance at what Chris just said finally spoke,
"How about this Chris, I'm not sure I'm the right person to explain all this to you so lets just go see your grandfather."
"Fine, whatever. I need an explanation to all this anyway." Replied Chris who was looking pretty pissed off. Remus then walked to the fireplace while Chris followed, and pulled out a little bag from his pockets. Remus took a pinch of powder from the bag and handed it to Chris, who was dazed at what the man had just given him.
"What am I supposed to do with this?" Chris asked. Everyone in the room turned to stare at him again. Dumbledore's grandson didn't know what floo powder was!
"Throw the floo powder into the fire, then step into the fire and say, 'Fawkes'." Explained Remus patiently.
"No friggin' way! You want ME to step into the FIRE?!?" said Chris was looking at Remus like he was crazy. "You go first then." Chris added clearly still not believing what he had been told to do.
"Okay, now be sure not too get out too early or too late, or you'll end up in the wrong place." Remus told him. Then he threw the pinch of floo powder into the fireplace and the fire turned green. Remus then stepped inside and said, "Fawkes". Then he disappeared. Chris who was still looking unsure of what had happened decided to try it too. If it didn't hurt Remus he may as well. He stepped up to the fire and did everything that he saw Remus do.
Suddenly he felt a jerk in his stomache, landed somewhere hard on his ass. He got up and brushed off the soot. He was in a room which stone walls that looked medieval. He looked around and couldn't find Remus anywhere. Chris was beginning to suspect that maybe Lauren was right and that he just got tricked by the bad guys.
A hand was placed on his shoulders from behind. Chris quickly whirred around. He looked into the deep hollow, dark eyes of…
(A/N: Should I end it there? Naw!)
a person with greasy hair, and looked like he had a permanent scowl on his face (a.k.a. Snape).
"Who are you and what are you doing in MY office?" he said sneering at Chris.
"Yeah, nice to meet you too, slimeball. What I'm doing is none of your business." Said Chris who was starting to dislike this particular person (A/n: more like species buh… anywayz…).
"I, Head of the House of Slytherin, Professor Severus Snape, demand you tell me what your doing here!" he barked.
"Head of the house of what? What the fuck are you talking about oh Professor Slimeball Snape? What the hell, are you crazy?" Chris yelled back thinking that this guy was a nutcase.
"Don't play games with me. I'm taking you to the headmaster. He'll deal with you, you insolent little brat, roaming Hogwarts when you're not a student." he said glaring, and if looks could kill Chris would be dead and 6 ft under by now.
"Please don't take me! I'm too young to die!" Chris replied sarcastically who was really showing his dislike for this greasy slimeball. Snape who had enough took out his wand and said some strange words. Suddenly Chris couldn't talk anymore. When he tried opening his mouth, he found that he had NO mouth. Then Snape grabbed his arm roughly and pulled him out into the hallway. If Chris hadn't been so preoccupied with the fact that he had no mouth he would have noticed that the paintings talked and moved and the suits of armor occasionally moved too.
The slimy git kept dragging him until they reached a rather ugly stone gargoyle. He them muttered what Chris could have sworn was "Canary Creams". Suddenly the gargoyle sprang into action and let them pass. Had Chris' mouth been there he would have screamed. Then he was pushed up the stairs into an office. Inside he saw two people conversing. He recognized one of them to be Remus, the guy that he met earlier. The other man sitting at the desk had white hair, an extremely long white beard, and twinkling blue eyes.
"Ah, Chris I've been expecting you! I figure that you must have gotten lost using the floo powder. Oh and, Severus? Please remove the charm that you have cast on my grandson so he may speak." Said the man with the extremely long beard. My captor, stared at the speaker for a minute and said,
"He's your grandson? I found him wandering around in MY office."
"Yes, Severus, I against the belief of most have children and grandchildren, and I'm sorry but Chris must have gotten out at the wrong fireplace. Now if you would please remove the spell you have cast on Chris." Said who Chris now knew to be Albus Dumbledore.
Severus then grumbled for a bit then he said something really strange that sounded like "removus".
Chris realized that his mouth was back and said, "Finally. Professor Slimeball here was really getting on my nerves, touching my arms with those freakin' claws of his." Snape who looked so pissed at this comment looked like he was ready to kill Chris. Sanpe who looked like her was going to say something was cutoff as Dumbledore spoke.
"Professor Severus Snape, Chris." Said the old man who seemed to be holding back laughter along with Remus.
"So you're my grandfather?" asked Chris who stopped torturing Snape with his comments.
"Yes, I am your grandfather. I brought you here today because I realized that it is time for you to reenter the world you were born in," said Albus. The he turned to Professor Snape and Remus and said, "Remus, Severus, thank you. You may leave." After Snape and Remus walked out the door, I turned back to my grandfather who gestured me to sit. As I sat down I asked him,
"What world was I born into? There's only one world."
"No Chris there are two worlds. One wizarding and one muggle. Even though we live on the same planet, and our lives interact we're still very different." Replied Dumbledore.
"Wizard and Muggle? What they hell is that supposed to mean?" said Chris who was very confused at this point. Then very patiently Dumbledore explained everything. He told Chris about the entire wizarding world, everything from Voldemort to Quidditch.
Then after he explained Chris asked,
"So how come I'm not a wizard?"
"You are a wizard Chris. Since the threat of you being killed by Voldemort is very high; because you're my grandson, and also the because you're a very powerful wizard. I made your parents take you go into hiding so that Voldemort wouldn't find you or them. I also told them to live like muggles and not tell you about the wizarding world until you were ready to find out." Dumbledore answered.
"Why were my parents and Lauren's killed by Voldemort?" Asked Chris curiously, who was still trying to hold back tears at the thought of his parents being mentioned.
"Voldemort has found out about you and Lauren. Lauren even though it has not been revealed to her, has Innate Magic. A witch or wizard having Innate Magic is born once every millennium. She could be the most powerful wizard on the planet right now if she chooses to develop her powers. She can do almost anything with them. Voldemort is now after her, since he found out about her strange powers." Dumbledore answered.
"What about me?" asked Chris again, anxious to find out.
"You are a mage Chris, a very powerful mage. A mage is a magical person who has more magical power than an ordinary wizard is. They are still quite rare, but in this century there have been four besides you, Grindelwald (A/N: did I spell that right?), Voldemort, Harry Potter, and me." Replied Dumbledore.
"Is that the reason that my parents died? Because I'm a mage?" said Chris bitterly; blaming himself for his parents being killed.
"No, Chris, NEVER blame yourself for their murder. It's Voldemort's fault, your parents wouldn't want you to blame yourself either. They would have been killed regardless of their connection to you, because they are working against Voldemort. They knew the risks and they chose to except it, there's nothing that your or I could've done." Dumbledore replied, looking sadly at Chris.
Suddenly the door burst open. A boy that was Chris's age with black hair, green eyes and glasses ran in, clutching his forehead. Dumbledore looked at the boy and hurried to his side to keep the boy from collapsing. He urgently asked, "What did you see, Harry?"
"They've got her professor, Voldemort's got her."
A/N: I was thinking about putting Harry's appearance into the next chapter but then, I just decided to stick him in the end on this chapter instead. Sorry about the cliffhanger, but I've been typing ALL afternoon. I want a break… R/R…
