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Chapter Two: Mission Impossible

Arriving at the stone gargoyle, they were suprised when it simply swung open at the sight of them. Going up the staircase, they entered the office, to come face to face with Albus Dumbledore, genius and headmaster, himself.

"I've been expecting you."

"We heard." Ron answered cheekily.

Simply smiling at the comment, Dumbledore continued. "I must inform of you of an issue that's been bugging me. It's an old man's troubles, and if you'll hear me out I'd be very happy."

Smiling in approval, Hermione sat down and proceeded to relax with her feet crossed. "Long talk, Dumbledore?"

"Long talk."

Groaning the two boys joined Hermione on the couch.

"You see.... long ago, I was blessed to find a child on my porch. She had been left there with not even a note. Since then, I took her in and made her my own granddaughter. However, when the time came for her to join Hogwarts, which she could have done, since she was a witch, I grew scared. Voldemort was growing stronger. I could feel it."

"So, I sent her away to a muggle school, my friend owned. She's a witch too, though her school is for muggles only. She agreed to help keep my secret and the girl stayed with her, unaware of any magical powers. For years, I've been writing to her, but she knows nothing of the magical world, of my true identity. But the threat of Voldemort is over, and with all of you in your seventh year, I decided the time has come to tell her the truth. God knows, she sent me many long letters describing strange events occuring when her magic showed through."

"For she was a VERY strong witch and her powers have matured without her knowing. Even to the extent that she is on the same level of knowledge as you all. So that's where you come in! You're mission is to tell her who she really is, and convince her to come to the magical world, leaving the muggle one behind."

The whole time, the trio had stayed silent, awed at the story. But at Dumbledore's request, they perked up and the opened their mouths to protest. "Of course, you will miss classes."

Harry and Ron's mouths closed and they nodded vigorously.

"And of course, this will count as many college points. To be able to convince someone of an identity they knew nothing of is in itself a hard task, I feel even I cannot perform. It will definitely earn respect from your future teachers."

Hermione's mouth shut as well.

Dumbledore smiled, two dimples appearing amidst the assorted wrinkles on his aging skin.

"Here's the name of the school she goes to. Good luck and report soon. You leave tonight."

Showing the way out of the office, the trio walked the way to the Gryffindor Common Room to pack.

"Delta New. Interesting name." Harry snickered.

"Very interesting." Ron joined in.

"Not interesting... intimidating. Dumbledore's talented granddaughter goes to the hugest fashion school in muggle history."

Two pairs of eyes widened. One blue, one green.

Turning slowly, Ron faced Harry, as Hermione walked on, deep in thought of how she was probably going to convince the girl to return with them. "You know Harry. I think our Mission Impossible just became a lot more possible. Fashion school. Do you know what that means?"

"HOT BABES!" Screaming in unison, the two teenagers ran to catch up with a disgusted Hermione, cheering and clapping all the way.

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