Harry shook himself. He must have been dreaming. It couldn't be him.
He couldn't be the ring bearer. It didn't make sense. But Dumbledore was
staring at him with a look that clearly said, "You weren't dreaming, Harry.
You are now the new ring bearer." Harry sighed. So it was true. He was
going off on a quest. A quest from which he may not return.
"We must call a council," said Dumbledore wisely. "A council to decide who shall be joining the Fellowship with Harry. Ah yes, who should we invite?" he continued, pulling out an old piece of parchment and an eagle feather quill.
McGonnegal, who had been completely silent through out the whole discussion, spoke up.
"Well, I say at least all the teachers, Severus, Madame Hooch, Sibyll, Remus, you know,"
Dumbledore scribbled down all the teacher's names, and was about to seal up the parchment, when Harry asked a question that he had been eager to ask for a while.
"Er-Professor Dumbledore, I was just wondering. I think I might feel rather er-um-out of place if I was the only kid at this council," he began, "So I was wondering, if perhaps, Ron and Hermione could come?"
McGonnegal jumped in before Dumbledore could say anything.
"Certainly not Potter. We shall be chosing adults to join the Fellowship, not children. I'm sorry, but I'm afraid-"
"Of course Harry," said Dumbledore, interupting McGonnegal."Miss Granger and Mr. Weasley are welcome to come! You must understand that it is not definite that they will be chosen for the Fellowship, but it's is certainly a possibility!" he finished, ignoring McGonnegal's silent mouthing of words such as "What?" and "You can't be serious" "Adults only!"
"Well, Minerva, Harry, we must start packing our bags immediately. I'll notify the teachers and start arranging for the ghosts to fill in while we're away. Oh, and Harry? Would you mind telling Miss Granger and Mr. Weasley for me? That would be a great help."
"Sure, but ah, Professor?" asked Harry, "Why do we need to pack our bags? We're not going to-"
"Why Harry, we're off to Middle Earth, to conference with the Fellowship! What did you expect?" laughd Dumbledore, tapping his nose jokingly.
"But sir, how exactly will we, er, get to ah the middle of-"
"All in good time Harry! You'll find out soon!" said Dumbledore, winking. And then, ignoring Harry's confused looks, "I suggest you start packing, we're leaving at the crack of dawn!" and with that, he strolled out of his office, leave Harry more confused, bemuddeled and wooly-eyed then ever.
"We must call a council," said Dumbledore wisely. "A council to decide who shall be joining the Fellowship with Harry. Ah yes, who should we invite?" he continued, pulling out an old piece of parchment and an eagle feather quill.
McGonnegal, who had been completely silent through out the whole discussion, spoke up.
"Well, I say at least all the teachers, Severus, Madame Hooch, Sibyll, Remus, you know,"
Dumbledore scribbled down all the teacher's names, and was about to seal up the parchment, when Harry asked a question that he had been eager to ask for a while.
"Er-Professor Dumbledore, I was just wondering. I think I might feel rather er-um-out of place if I was the only kid at this council," he began, "So I was wondering, if perhaps, Ron and Hermione could come?"
McGonnegal jumped in before Dumbledore could say anything.
"Certainly not Potter. We shall be chosing adults to join the Fellowship, not children. I'm sorry, but I'm afraid-"
"Of course Harry," said Dumbledore, interupting McGonnegal."Miss Granger and Mr. Weasley are welcome to come! You must understand that it is not definite that they will be chosen for the Fellowship, but it's is certainly a possibility!" he finished, ignoring McGonnegal's silent mouthing of words such as "What?" and "You can't be serious" "Adults only!"
"Well, Minerva, Harry, we must start packing our bags immediately. I'll notify the teachers and start arranging for the ghosts to fill in while we're away. Oh, and Harry? Would you mind telling Miss Granger and Mr. Weasley for me? That would be a great help."
"Sure, but ah, Professor?" asked Harry, "Why do we need to pack our bags? We're not going to-"
"Why Harry, we're off to Middle Earth, to conference with the Fellowship! What did you expect?" laughd Dumbledore, tapping his nose jokingly.
"But sir, how exactly will we, er, get to ah the middle of-"
"All in good time Harry! You'll find out soon!" said Dumbledore, winking. And then, ignoring Harry's confused looks, "I suggest you start packing, we're leaving at the crack of dawn!" and with that, he strolled out of his office, leave Harry more confused, bemuddeled and wooly-eyed then ever.