Destined For Greatness
Child of the new Dawn
Disclaimer: don't own, don't sue
Summery- As the youngest magical child of the Dumbledore line, his family could only encourage him to do his best. Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore is coming to Hogwarts. The magical world hasn't seen anything yet. Nothing will ever be the same, the story behind our favorite headmaster.
Thanks to my beta Kemenran
The Letter
The sun had just peaked over the horizon, its beams barely glistening through the window of the smallest bedroom of a manor.
A little while later a beam fell over a small face. Bright blue eyes opened sleepily, then blinked and a little boy with auburn hair jumped out of bed excitedly. He tore out of bed and went to the window, sticking his head out, scanning the sky. His face broke into a grin and his eyes twinkled as he caught sight of a few owls leaving through a window downstairs.
He hurried over to his closet and searched for something to wear. To anyone in the manor, the clothes in his closet would be perfectly normal, but some would wonder why a ten year old (after today eleven) would have a closet full of dresses. This boy however didn't mind, and picked out a blue robe and hurried out of the room.
He paused at the stairs and sniffed the air hopefully at the delicious smells emanating from the kitchen. With a fugitive look around him, the boy clambered onto the banister and slid down the spiral staircase. Whizzing off the end, he landed in a strategically place pile of cloaks and pillows.
Disentangling himself from the pile, the boy hurried into the dinning room. Once he reached the table, he shuffled through the letters and then yelled a resounding, "YES!" that echoed through the manor. He had found what he had been waiting for:
Mr. A Dumbledore
Smallest Bedroom, Dumbledore Manor
Unplottable Clearing
"You get the letter then, Al?"
Albus (Al) turned and grinned at his brother Aberforth, "Yep!" Al declared triumphantly. He squinted at his brother and saw a rather large bulge in his cloak, "What's that?" he asked pointing at it.
"Nothing!" Aberforth said quickly, "You should be wearing your glasses!"
Albus frowned, "I can't, they got broken when I broke my nose from trying to jump the moving staircase."
Aberforth winced, "I swear Al, I had no idea it would move......"
Albus grinned mischievously, "Then tell me what you've got under your cloak."
Aberforth glared at him then moved his cloak aside. Curled up in his arm, fast asleep, was a baby goat. "I found him alone outside. I couldn't leave him to die...."
Albus smiled and scratched the baby goat behind its ear, "Do you think mum and dad will let you keep it, Aber?"
Aberforth shrugged and said, "Show them your letter first, so they're in a good mood...."
Albus jumped up excitedly, "I'll ask to keep it as a birthday present!"
"Keep what?" a girl's voice asked.
The two brothers turned to see Angela, their cousin, standing there with a large box in her hands. They two boys promptly showed her the goat and begged her to back them up.
After she agreed, she suddenly looked around quickly then gave both boys a handful of muggle and wizard candy before heading toward the living room.
Albus popped a lemon drop into his mouth and followed his brother to start his birthday party, having no clue what life lay before him.
Disclaimer: don't own, don't sue
Summery- As the youngest magical child of the Dumbledore line, his family could only encourage him to do his best. Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore is coming to Hogwarts. The magical world hasn't seen anything yet. Nothing will ever be the same, the story behind our favorite headmaster.
Thanks to my beta Kemenran
The Letter
The sun had just peaked over the horizon, its beams barely glistening through the window of the smallest bedroom of a manor.
A little while later a beam fell over a small face. Bright blue eyes opened sleepily, then blinked and a little boy with auburn hair jumped out of bed excitedly. He tore out of bed and went to the window, sticking his head out, scanning the sky. His face broke into a grin and his eyes twinkled as he caught sight of a few owls leaving through a window downstairs.
He hurried over to his closet and searched for something to wear. To anyone in the manor, the clothes in his closet would be perfectly normal, but some would wonder why a ten year old (after today eleven) would have a closet full of dresses. This boy however didn't mind, and picked out a blue robe and hurried out of the room.
He paused at the stairs and sniffed the air hopefully at the delicious smells emanating from the kitchen. With a fugitive look around him, the boy clambered onto the banister and slid down the spiral staircase. Whizzing off the end, he landed in a strategically place pile of cloaks and pillows.
Disentangling himself from the pile, the boy hurried into the dinning room. Once he reached the table, he shuffled through the letters and then yelled a resounding, "YES!" that echoed through the manor. He had found what he had been waiting for:
Mr. A Dumbledore
Smallest Bedroom, Dumbledore Manor
Unplottable Clearing
"You get the letter then, Al?"
Albus (Al) turned and grinned at his brother Aberforth, "Yep!" Al declared triumphantly. He squinted at his brother and saw a rather large bulge in his cloak, "What's that?" he asked pointing at it.
"Nothing!" Aberforth said quickly, "You should be wearing your glasses!"
Albus frowned, "I can't, they got broken when I broke my nose from trying to jump the moving staircase."
Aberforth winced, "I swear Al, I had no idea it would move......"
Albus grinned mischievously, "Then tell me what you've got under your cloak."
Aberforth glared at him then moved his cloak aside. Curled up in his arm, fast asleep, was a baby goat. "I found him alone outside. I couldn't leave him to die...."
Albus smiled and scratched the baby goat behind its ear, "Do you think mum and dad will let you keep it, Aber?"
Aberforth shrugged and said, "Show them your letter first, so they're in a good mood...."
Albus jumped up excitedly, "I'll ask to keep it as a birthday present!"
"Keep what?" a girl's voice asked.
The two brothers turned to see Angela, their cousin, standing there with a large box in her hands. They two boys promptly showed her the goat and begged her to back them up.
After she agreed, she suddenly looked around quickly then gave both boys a handful of muggle and wizard candy before heading toward the living room.
Albus popped a lemon drop into his mouth and followed his brother to start his birthday party, having no clue what life lay before him.