Ron Weasley landed in front of Hogwarts. Tears streamed down his freckled face as he walked up to the huge
castle that loomed above him. Ron walked inside, and almost ran thorugh the corridors. However, he stopped when he
rememberd the precious cargo he was carrying. Giving the cloth bundle in his arms a reasurring squeeze, he walked up to a
pair of stone gargoyales. "Butterscotch.", he sobbed. The gargoyels swung open to reveal a hidden staircase. Ron climbed
up the slowly moving stair. When he reached finally reached the top, the door swung open. He was face-to-face with a
solemn-faced old man.
Albus Dumbledore looked at his once-pupil with great sadness. At last he spoke."So it's true then? Harry and
Hermione are dead?"
"Yes Sir." The words Ron spoke were full of grief. Dumbledore took the bundle from Ron, and cradled it in
his arms. Ron spoke."Can me'n Rachel keep Ellen? We'll treat her as her daughter. She and Seamus can grow up together."
"Mr. Weasley, I'm afraid I must say no. I plan to give Ellen to Mr. and Mrs. Granger to bring up. Your house
is one of the first Voldermort's Death-Eaters will look. And Ellen cannot be killed. You've heard the prophecy. And, "
Dumbledore added with a twinkle in his eyes,"I'm sure Ms. Potter and Your son will meet at Hogwarts." He sighed. "No
doubt Hogwarts needs some more mischief."
Ron spoke."Will she be told about our world?"
"Mr. Weasley, I'm afraid not. She won't understand. And I think it's best for her. I'm sure the Grangers will do
a fine job. Much better than the Dursleys." Ron turned to go. "Oh, and Mr. Weasley? I'm afraid I must ask everyone to
not be a presence in her life. That is, until she comes here. I'm sorry." Dumbledore waited untill Ron had left. Then he
apparated to The Granger's house. He left the cloth bundle on their doorstep, with a note attatched. With one last look at
the bundle, he disappeared.
castle that loomed above him. Ron walked inside, and almost ran thorugh the corridors. However, he stopped when he
rememberd the precious cargo he was carrying. Giving the cloth bundle in his arms a reasurring squeeze, he walked up to a
pair of stone gargoyales. "Butterscotch.", he sobbed. The gargoyels swung open to reveal a hidden staircase. Ron climbed
up the slowly moving stair. When he reached finally reached the top, the door swung open. He was face-to-face with a
solemn-faced old man.
Albus Dumbledore looked at his once-pupil with great sadness. At last he spoke."So it's true then? Harry and
Hermione are dead?"
"Yes Sir." The words Ron spoke were full of grief. Dumbledore took the bundle from Ron, and cradled it in
his arms. Ron spoke."Can me'n Rachel keep Ellen? We'll treat her as her daughter. She and Seamus can grow up together."
"Mr. Weasley, I'm afraid I must say no. I plan to give Ellen to Mr. and Mrs. Granger to bring up. Your house
is one of the first Voldermort's Death-Eaters will look. And Ellen cannot be killed. You've heard the prophecy. And, "
Dumbledore added with a twinkle in his eyes,"I'm sure Ms. Potter and Your son will meet at Hogwarts." He sighed. "No
doubt Hogwarts needs some more mischief."
Ron spoke."Will she be told about our world?"
"Mr. Weasley, I'm afraid not. She won't understand. And I think it's best for her. I'm sure the Grangers will do
a fine job. Much better than the Dursleys." Ron turned to go. "Oh, and Mr. Weasley? I'm afraid I must ask everyone to
not be a presence in her life. That is, until she comes here. I'm sorry." Dumbledore waited untill Ron had left. Then he
apparated to The Granger's house. He left the cloth bundle on their doorstep, with a note attatched. With one last look at
the bundle, he disappeared.