Destined for Greatness
Child of the new Dawn
Disclaimer: don't own don't sue
A/N I just can't stop writing today! Hope you like! Thanks to Kemenran for putting up with me!!
Memories
Al didn't get a good chance to speak to Kent until classes started up again. Kent had spent the end of his vacation staying at the Leaky Caldron, a new Inn in Diagon Alley, to help his father with the shop and his father had taken him to school so Kent could help clean out the shelves, something Kent spent the morning complaining about.
Finally in Potions class, Al got Kent to sit with him in the back; poor Katie now had to sit right in front of Professor Ramsis' desk, and told him what he found out.
Kent frowned in concentration, "Ok," he said slowly, absentmindedly flicking beetle eyes at one of his dorm mates, resulting the back rows to start a silent beetle war, "So we know what the poison is, but how can we find a cure? I've never heard of a potion using those ingredients together......"
"I haven't either," Al admitted as they both raised their books, both to not let the teacher see them and to prevent beetle eyes from hitting them.
"Dumbledore! Olivander!" Professor Ramsis' voice cut through the air.
"Five points away from both your houses and you'll both stay after class to clean the tables, no magic!"
"Yes, sir" They both muttered as the bell rang and everyone else rose to leave.
Katie offered to stay, but after receiving a withering look from Ramsis, one that Kent returned to him, she scampered off.
Kent waited till Ramsis left, before dropping his rag and walking over to the potion cabinets, where the ingredients were stored and started to root through them.
"What are you doing?" Al asked looking up from the table he had been wiping furiously, pretending it was Ramsis' face.
"We need to find a cure right?" Kent asked continuing to rummage through the cabinets.
"But how do we know which is the right one?" Al asked, also dropping his rag.
"Trial and Error." Kent answered smugly.
"But we're not sick." Al protested again, "We need something to test it on."
"Or someone."
"No Kent."
"Fine, then we need some of that poison."
Al leaned against the table thinking, "Well, we're supposed to get sick next right?"
"Yeah," Kent said turning to look at his friend.
"So, Vito must put the poison in our food to get us sick. There are house- elves in the kitchen, they'll do whatever you ask, and they wouldn't think it was poison. So if we go down to the kitchen and ask for some food Vito had something put in, we could get the poison without breaking back into the Slytherin common room."
"Great! You do it."
"What?! Why me?" Al exclaimed.
"Who's better at potions?" Kent asked with a smile.
Al grumbled and rummaged through his bag.
"What are you looking for?" Kent asked curious.
Al pulled out the slightly torn invisibility cloak carefully, "I... err... browed this from Aber. You know, in case we needed it. I'm not going to get caught skipping detention when we've got this opportunity."
Kent grinned and turned back to the cabinets and Al threw the cloak over himself and left the classroom.
A few minutes later Al found himself in front of a large painting of a bowl of fruit. He had always been teased by his brother on how tall he was getting but he had to stand of the tips of his toes to reach up and gently tickle the pear. It gave a loud giggle, at which Al looked around quickly making sure no one heard, then a handle appeared and Al walked into Hogwarts' kitchen.
As it was about an hour or two before dinner, the kitchen was bustling with busy house-elves, all carrying food.
A little elf with, what looked like a tea town tied like a toga, around it carrying a large plate of sandwiches stopped in front of him and said, "May I be helpings you sir?"
"Umm yeah.... did Vito Grindelwald want anything put in the food, by any chance?"
"Yes sir, he is wanting us to be putting the stuff in that bottle in the food." He pointed to a little round red bottle full of liquid.
Al grabbed the bottle and stuffed it into his robes. He called a thank you to the elves and threw the invisibility cloak around him.
Kent looked up as he came in; he had a few bottles and jars out on the tables, which were all wiped clean.
Al raised his eyebrows, "Spell?"
"Spell," Kent confirmed, "Well any luck?"
Al grinned and pulled out the bottle, "Lots of luck."
The two boys poured the poison into four vials and looked over the things Kent had pulled out. On their first try they added, powered unicorn horn and one phoenix tear, promptly causing the vial to explode, sending shards of glass all over the classroom.
Al was just ready to try the next vial, when the door opened.
Vito and his lackeys, Armon and Rupert, walked in.
"So Dumbledore, you found our poison, pity I would have enjoyed watching you take it." Vito said so softly, Al had to strain to hear it.
Armon and Rupert smirked from behind him and cracked their knuckles.
Suddenly, without any warning, Armon ran toward Al. Out of instinct, Al ducked and threw himself to one side. Armon, being too big and cumberson to keep up with Al went crashing into the cabinets sending potions falling everywhere.
Rupert went for Kent with similar results. Al and Kent moved together and stood side by side, wands drawn and pointing at Vito.
Vito glared at them, motioned for Amon and Rupert, and then the three of them left.
Kent glared at their retreating backs, while Al turned to see what damage had been done. He frowned slightly as he walked over to the vials of poison. Out of the three; one was shattered, one was now black from the potions spilling into it, the last..... clear, like water.
Hesitantly Al placed his wand's tip right above the new potion in the vial and muttered a spell, "Puro." The tip glowed a bright white light and lit up the vial, before going dark. There was no poison left.
"Kent," Al breathed, "We did it. We.... found the cure. We did it!"
"What was it? What was the antidote?" Kent asked excitedly coming up to him.
Al picked up the potion that had dumped into vial of poison, "Dragon's blood." He read off amazed.
And that, as they say was that. The antidote was distributed to the sick students. Al and Kent received awards for services to the school. Vito and the others were expelled, Vito vowing to get revenge, and were transferred to Durmstrang, the pure-blooded school up somewhere in the north.
All the muggle-borns, who were expelled, were allowed back with full apologies. Katie was happy again and helped Al pass the rest of the potions course. And Alber managed to get a few O.W.L.S. (he later reveled to Al, he had picked random answers).
And so that is how the great Albus Dumbledore got through his first year at Hogwarts, with the undying gratitude of his good friend Katie Carine.
Albus Dumbledore, now 150 years old, smiled at the letter his old school friend had sent to him, telling the story of his first year. He picked up a picture that had come along with the letter; it was of three teenagers, a thin blonde-headed boy with silver eyes with his arm around a red-headed boy with twinkling blue eyes and finally a pretty girl with dark brown curly hair all of them beaming and waving arms around each other in friendship.
Dumbledore smiled and picked up the other picture that had been sent along, it was the same girl, only now she was older, wearing lime green robes with a bone and wand crossed embroidered on them, and head of St Mungos hospital healers, smiling and waving at him.
He chuckled merrily at the last part of the letter; some notes Albus had barrowed from Katie and had been forced to return, after Billy had taken a rather large bite out of it.
The End
Hope you liked! Thanks for the reviews!
Child of the new Dawn
Disclaimer: don't own don't sue
A/N I just can't stop writing today! Hope you like! Thanks to Kemenran for putting up with me!!
Memories
Al didn't get a good chance to speak to Kent until classes started up again. Kent had spent the end of his vacation staying at the Leaky Caldron, a new Inn in Diagon Alley, to help his father with the shop and his father had taken him to school so Kent could help clean out the shelves, something Kent spent the morning complaining about.
Finally in Potions class, Al got Kent to sit with him in the back; poor Katie now had to sit right in front of Professor Ramsis' desk, and told him what he found out.
Kent frowned in concentration, "Ok," he said slowly, absentmindedly flicking beetle eyes at one of his dorm mates, resulting the back rows to start a silent beetle war, "So we know what the poison is, but how can we find a cure? I've never heard of a potion using those ingredients together......"
"I haven't either," Al admitted as they both raised their books, both to not let the teacher see them and to prevent beetle eyes from hitting them.
"Dumbledore! Olivander!" Professor Ramsis' voice cut through the air.
"Five points away from both your houses and you'll both stay after class to clean the tables, no magic!"
"Yes, sir" They both muttered as the bell rang and everyone else rose to leave.
Katie offered to stay, but after receiving a withering look from Ramsis, one that Kent returned to him, she scampered off.
Kent waited till Ramsis left, before dropping his rag and walking over to the potion cabinets, where the ingredients were stored and started to root through them.
"What are you doing?" Al asked looking up from the table he had been wiping furiously, pretending it was Ramsis' face.
"We need to find a cure right?" Kent asked continuing to rummage through the cabinets.
"But how do we know which is the right one?" Al asked, also dropping his rag.
"Trial and Error." Kent answered smugly.
"But we're not sick." Al protested again, "We need something to test it on."
"Or someone."
"No Kent."
"Fine, then we need some of that poison."
Al leaned against the table thinking, "Well, we're supposed to get sick next right?"
"Yeah," Kent said turning to look at his friend.
"So, Vito must put the poison in our food to get us sick. There are house- elves in the kitchen, they'll do whatever you ask, and they wouldn't think it was poison. So if we go down to the kitchen and ask for some food Vito had something put in, we could get the poison without breaking back into the Slytherin common room."
"Great! You do it."
"What?! Why me?" Al exclaimed.
"Who's better at potions?" Kent asked with a smile.
Al grumbled and rummaged through his bag.
"What are you looking for?" Kent asked curious.
Al pulled out the slightly torn invisibility cloak carefully, "I... err... browed this from Aber. You know, in case we needed it. I'm not going to get caught skipping detention when we've got this opportunity."
Kent grinned and turned back to the cabinets and Al threw the cloak over himself and left the classroom.
A few minutes later Al found himself in front of a large painting of a bowl of fruit. He had always been teased by his brother on how tall he was getting but he had to stand of the tips of his toes to reach up and gently tickle the pear. It gave a loud giggle, at which Al looked around quickly making sure no one heard, then a handle appeared and Al walked into Hogwarts' kitchen.
As it was about an hour or two before dinner, the kitchen was bustling with busy house-elves, all carrying food.
A little elf with, what looked like a tea town tied like a toga, around it carrying a large plate of sandwiches stopped in front of him and said, "May I be helpings you sir?"
"Umm yeah.... did Vito Grindelwald want anything put in the food, by any chance?"
"Yes sir, he is wanting us to be putting the stuff in that bottle in the food." He pointed to a little round red bottle full of liquid.
Al grabbed the bottle and stuffed it into his robes. He called a thank you to the elves and threw the invisibility cloak around him.
Kent looked up as he came in; he had a few bottles and jars out on the tables, which were all wiped clean.
Al raised his eyebrows, "Spell?"
"Spell," Kent confirmed, "Well any luck?"
Al grinned and pulled out the bottle, "Lots of luck."
The two boys poured the poison into four vials and looked over the things Kent had pulled out. On their first try they added, powered unicorn horn and one phoenix tear, promptly causing the vial to explode, sending shards of glass all over the classroom.
Al was just ready to try the next vial, when the door opened.
Vito and his lackeys, Armon and Rupert, walked in.
"So Dumbledore, you found our poison, pity I would have enjoyed watching you take it." Vito said so softly, Al had to strain to hear it.
Armon and Rupert smirked from behind him and cracked their knuckles.
Suddenly, without any warning, Armon ran toward Al. Out of instinct, Al ducked and threw himself to one side. Armon, being too big and cumberson to keep up with Al went crashing into the cabinets sending potions falling everywhere.
Rupert went for Kent with similar results. Al and Kent moved together and stood side by side, wands drawn and pointing at Vito.
Vito glared at them, motioned for Amon and Rupert, and then the three of them left.
Kent glared at their retreating backs, while Al turned to see what damage had been done. He frowned slightly as he walked over to the vials of poison. Out of the three; one was shattered, one was now black from the potions spilling into it, the last..... clear, like water.
Hesitantly Al placed his wand's tip right above the new potion in the vial and muttered a spell, "Puro." The tip glowed a bright white light and lit up the vial, before going dark. There was no poison left.
"Kent," Al breathed, "We did it. We.... found the cure. We did it!"
"What was it? What was the antidote?" Kent asked excitedly coming up to him.
Al picked up the potion that had dumped into vial of poison, "Dragon's blood." He read off amazed.
And that, as they say was that. The antidote was distributed to the sick students. Al and Kent received awards for services to the school. Vito and the others were expelled, Vito vowing to get revenge, and were transferred to Durmstrang, the pure-blooded school up somewhere in the north.
All the muggle-borns, who were expelled, were allowed back with full apologies. Katie was happy again and helped Al pass the rest of the potions course. And Alber managed to get a few O.W.L.S. (he later reveled to Al, he had picked random answers).
And so that is how the great Albus Dumbledore got through his first year at Hogwarts, with the undying gratitude of his good friend Katie Carine.
Albus Dumbledore, now 150 years old, smiled at the letter his old school friend had sent to him, telling the story of his first year. He picked up a picture that had come along with the letter; it was of three teenagers, a thin blonde-headed boy with silver eyes with his arm around a red-headed boy with twinkling blue eyes and finally a pretty girl with dark brown curly hair all of them beaming and waving arms around each other in friendship.
Dumbledore smiled and picked up the other picture that had been sent along, it was the same girl, only now she was older, wearing lime green robes with a bone and wand crossed embroidered on them, and head of St Mungos hospital healers, smiling and waving at him.
He chuckled merrily at the last part of the letter; some notes Albus had barrowed from Katie and had been forced to return, after Billy had taken a rather large bite out of it.
The End
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