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Hi everyone I am back. Sorry it took me soooo long to repl. But I have a lot to do. I Made my drivers License about one month ago and at the moment I am in the middle of my A-levels But I promise after that I will post more again so here comes the next Chapter. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Holidays! Finally ... That was what Harry had believed when she came back home but what met her was everything but Holiday.

Her Grandfather had told her that he had been very ill, she had already guessed so much because the older man had gotten painfully thin.

The problem was that he knew he would die very soon, but he wanted to teach her everything she needed to know before he died so she could defend herself.

So here she was two weeks into the summer holidays standing on a cliff somewhere in Scotland panting from the training her grand had put her through already.

"Are you tired?" the older man asked "NO sure as hell not!" Harry answered sarcastically knowing fully well that her grand would only make the training harder if she said yes. "Good. Now take you sword and try again!" and so she did, taking one strike of the sword after the next.

Finally when the sun was gone her grandfather decided that it was time for her to make her homework.

When they arrived at the house, Harry wanted nothing more then to go to bed. She had already done her school work but her grand wasn't satisfied with her marks so she had to study his old books.

Finally when she had managed to work through all of this the old man let her sit in peace. Then the two would mostly talk about Hogwarts.

"Why am I not allowed telling Dumbledore your name Grand?" She asked him knowing she wouldn't get an answer; she never did but today seemed to be different. "Listen child I ..." he suddenly said and again Harry wondered about him.

The old man had been to different today so ... so somehow not himself.

"Harry. I ... I need to tell you something. As you already know I have been Ill for a very long time. The Illness is called Dragon-faith; don't ask me why because I don't know. Whatever. It is a slow killing Illness that takes away the magic from a Wizards body, as you know the life of a wizard is bond to his magic so when all the magic has left my body ..." ":.. You'll die." Harry finished.

"Yeah. There is no cure, it simply is an Illness that comes with the age and ... I am over 150 now so my time has come but I want to give you the last knowledge I have about everything you'll need." ...

The discussion went on for about two hours. Harry simply couldn't understand how the old man could handle his own death so easy but it seemed as if she would have to agree with it.

Her Grand had even told her that his First name was Alberforth but he simply didn't want to give more information away so when she was lying in bed this night she couldn't do anything else but think about what he had said, without knowing it tears were running down her face, she didn't want to be alone again, she wanted him to stay with her. But in the end it wasn't her decision.

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Sorry it is so short I will go on the soon I have time but please RR!

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