Whey! I've found the disk! Hurrah for me! Again I'm sorry, I really wanted to update this morning but.... Ooh and someone (I think it was Mirren. but it might not have been. I'm useless with names, even my own *grins*) said that Daine only figured out how to shift afterwards. Well yeah *guilty look* I know but I felt that it would be cooler if Daine could shapeshift and so I kinda twisted it *lots more guilty looks* sorry *squeaks like that silly blonde Emma person from Time Machine*

Well anyhoows, here be the missing chapter!!!!!!!

Chapter the Ninth

Slowly thoughts trickled into Daine's mine. Reason and logic pushed the, seemingly, silly thoughts away, but they persisted in telling Daine that her teacher was standing in the doorway of the Great Hall.

"Numair?" Whispered Daine hoarsely. With an almost painful slowness Daine got to her feet and goggled, along with the rest of the hall, at the great mage. As he smiled at her and only her Daine rushed to him, tears streaking down her face.

Daine buried her face in the warmth and comfort of his broad chest and continued to cry, not bothered with who saw her and wondered. Eventually she became aware of Numair trying to persuade her to release him from her steely clutches. As Daine backed away from Numair his large, and oh so familiar hands wiped the tears from her reddened cheeks. Tenderly he smiled down at his student and gave her a quick crushing hug.

Dumbledore appeared at the two's side as silently as a mouse. A strange emotion shone from Dumbledore's eyes as he invited them both to his office. Daine almost ready to believe it was sorrow. Daine groped until she found Numair's hand and grasped it tightly, unwilling to give up this symbol of her life in Tortall. Not a word has passed between the two and yet everything was already said by the time they reached Dumbledore's office.

Daine's eyes told Numair about how lonely she had been and how happy she was now. Numair's grip on her hand told her just how much he had missed her.

"Please, sit down. Both of you," Dumbledore sat behind his desk and, with a simple sweeping motion of his hand, indicated that they should sit, "Well Miss Sarrasri, you seem to be a source of constant surprises. I am Albus Dumbledore." This last remark was directed to the overly large form of Numair.

"Numair SalmalĂ­n." To Daine the two words just consolidated her hopes that she was finally going home.

"I see. It's a pleasure to meet you," Dumbledore hesitated whilst he turned the different ways he could phrase the following question over in his head, "Please don't think I'm trying to offend you, but. How did you get here? I talked with Miss Sarrasri once and she told me about the annoying predicament you were in."

"One of the students at the Mage's University in the north was researching in the library for a book on the boundaries of different dimensions when he unearthed a legendary spell. It allows the caster to travel between the planes for a very limited time. And so that was how I came to be here."

Outside, Kitten croaked and let herself, Braane, Cub and Blackpaw in. Each made their presence known in seconds. Greeting each of them absentmindedly Daine turned to Numair. One thing was worrying Daine.

"Numair, you said the caster can travel between the planes. I can't do spells like that. How am I supposed to go home?"

"That's where the beauty of it lies Magelet. You've heard of ambient magic? Well this spell is just like that. It draws not on the magic of a person but the magic of the surroundings. It draws only on things with immense resources of power and magic. Like trees." Daine nodded, not quite listening, just being comforted with the sound of his voice.

"I assume you will be returning to your home shortly then?" Again the sorrow showed in Dumbledore's eyes, "If so then I'm sure I speak for most of the staff in saying that you will be missed." Despite wishing and wishing to go home Daine had never stopped to think about her friends at Hogwarts.

"I'll need to say goodbye to everyone so you're not rid of me just yet." Daine smiled weakly. When it came to the crunch she wasn't sure whether she wanted to go. That wasn't to say she didn't want to go back to Tortall. She wanted that more than anything but Daine had a feeling that the next day or so would be very hard for her.

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So much trouble over such a small and unwell written thing. Well there ya goes! But wait before you hit that review button (as you most definitely are going to do) think about what the hell you want from this cos I'm seriously running out of ideas to stick in!!

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