A/N: Ok I don't know what to say so I'll just shut up now.
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Spoilers: None, I think… ^_^
Well on with the tale!!
Historys Change.
"Good luck, Harry," he murmured. He turned on his heel and with a swish of his cloak he was gone. A figure in the shadows hurried forward and picked up the bundle of blankets. The figure peered in at the sleeping boy and grinned. Blue eyes twinkling the figure pulled out a glowing blue sock, touched it to the boys nose and with a pop the figure and the boy were gone.
A younger Armando Dippet was in his study when the air in front of him started to look distorted and a soft whooshing sound echoed round the room. He looked up from the tome he was reading and put it to the side. He stood up and moved behind the high-backed chair and waited.
The whooshing got louder and light seemed to swirl around the distorted air. There was a small flash of light and the whooshing stopped and a figure stumbled out of the distortion. The figure looked around him and then checked on the baby in his arms before being led to the chair to sit down.
"You have him then?" Armando asked, holding his arms out for the bundle.
The auburn haired man nodded wearily and handed the baby over "I got there to late Armando, I couldn't save his parents."
"Don't fret over it child. You did what you could and that's all you needed to do." Armando consoled the young man in the chair before him "You need some rest Albus, go to your rooms and I'll take the child to where he needs to be and I'll see you tomorrow morning." He got up and led the Transfiguration Professor to the door.
"Goodbye, Harry, and good luck."
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.
Achive: If you really want it email me and tell me what site you want it on and you can have it.
Spoilers: None, I think… ^_^
Well on with the tale!!
Historys Change.
"Good luck, Harry," he murmured. He turned on his heel and with a swish of his cloak he was gone. A figure in the shadows hurried forward and picked up the bundle of blankets. The figure peered in at the sleeping boy and grinned. Blue eyes twinkling the figure pulled out a glowing blue sock, touched it to the boys nose and with a pop the figure and the boy were gone.
A younger Armando Dippet was in his study when the air in front of him started to look distorted and a soft whooshing sound echoed round the room. He looked up from the tome he was reading and put it to the side. He stood up and moved behind the high-backed chair and waited.
The whooshing got louder and light seemed to swirl around the distorted air. There was a small flash of light and the whooshing stopped and a figure stumbled out of the distortion. The figure looked around him and then checked on the baby in his arms before being led to the chair to sit down.
"You have him then?" Armando asked, holding his arms out for the bundle.
The auburn haired man nodded wearily and handed the baby over "I got there to late Armando, I couldn't save his parents."
"Don't fret over it child. You did what you could and that's all you needed to do." Armando consoled the young man in the chair before him "You need some rest Albus, go to your rooms and I'll take the child to where he needs to be and I'll see you tomorrow morning." He got up and led the Transfiguration Professor to the door.
"Goodbye, Harry, and good luck."