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--Hearts and Bonds--

(Drisana's POV)

Tap, Tap, Tap, Tap, Tap, Tap, Tap, Tap, Tap, Tap, Tap, Tap, Tap, Tap...

She looked down at her foot. It was moving so fast it looked like no more then a blur. She shifted her weight onto her foot and the last Tap echoed through the staircase. She kept her eyes on the floor until she felt the stairs halt.

She brought her hand to the door and quickly knocked twice. More then anything she wanted Dumbledore to be away. She wanted him to be at dinner or tending to important school matters so he couldn't talk to them. She didn't want to tell him this unforeseen.....bump.

"Yes? Come in, come in" he called

Of course. Of course he's here. She thought as she opened the door.

Dumbledore was sitting at his desk writing with an enormous quill. He didn't smile as they entered but when they reached his desk, his eyes were twinkling in the way Drisana loved. His deep, blue eyes soothed her.

"Hello Harry. Drisana." He said, nodding his head with each name. "What brings you here? Your not in any trouble I expect?"

(Harry's POV)

"Erm, not exactly Professor." Harry said. "See....something's happened." Dumbledore turned his eyes to face him and he faltered. He'd been fine before, but because Drisana made this such a big deal, he was now nervous.

He glanced over at her for help. She was watching Dumbledore though, her face mixed with anxiety and impatience. She was biting her lip and looked like she was resisting the urge to tap her foot again.

You can jump in any time you know. He didn't mean to be bitter but was upset at how Drisana was acting. She took a deep breath and didn't meet his eyes. She looked to the floor, acting like she didn't hear Harry's thought to her. A shaking hand pulled strands of hair behind her ear in her usual fashion as she looked at Dumbledore again to speak.

"Ok. Ever since Saturday, me and Harry have been able with each other, but without...erm...talking." She looked at him hopefully. He raised his eyebrows at her and gave her a questionable look, but remained silent. She glanced at Harry who slightly shrugged his shoulders and thought to her Keep going. He's not going to know what to do with that.

Then why don't you just explain what's happening to him then hmm? She said testily. This wasn't going as easy as Drisana thought it would. Go ahead. You were doing so well before, who was I to interrupt? She thought sarcastically.

He glowered at her but still didn't say anything. She sighed and returned her attention to the floor. If she couldn't see Dumbledore, then she wouldn't have to be embarrassed by her next words. She didn't know how he'd react to this, and she didn't really want to find out. She'd prefer if this had never happened, but knew it'd be best if he knew everything.

"It's weird. It's like I can hear his voice, but he's not talking.....at least not with his mouth. And he can hear mine as well. mine being my thoughts." She felt compelled to look at Dumbledore, but couldn't bring herself to lift her head. "Technically, this has been going on for 2 weeks now, but we only just realized it. I just thought I was crazy for awhile." She looked at Harry who couldn't do anything other then nod his head in agreement with Drisana.

"You see sir, we thought it was just some......freak thing or something. We didn't think it was actually serious till....." Harry paused. He didn't know what to say. Dumbledore's eyes gave him a blank stare as Harry tried to pass their inspection. He stood up and slowly walked to the front of his desk.

"You say this started two weeks ago??" His eyes were looking at Harry, but he was speaking to Drisana. Harry glanced at her and she looked up at Dumbledore confused.

"Yes sir" she answered timidly

He nodded his head gravely and walked slowly to one of his enormous bookshelves. He waved his hand and an old, dusty book came flying off the top shelf and landed open to a page on his desk with a thud. He sat down in his cushiony chair and turned a single page and began reading aloud.

(Dumbledore's POV)

"Every so often, most frequently on the night of a full moon on Venus, two people are born to meet. They have an inner connection between them, which can never be broken. Not even by death. They are either the greatest of lovers, friends or enemies. The most common thread is being able to feel the presence of the other, even while their not there. Sometimes this is through an exchange of strong emotions or, very rarely, being able to read, or rather hear, each other's thoughts.

If the two are evidently enemies, the bond between them weakens as time goes on yet is always there. The closer the two people become, the stronger the link grows. They each have the link the minute they're born, but will not realize it until they have met their partner. Once they meet up however, their subconscious is kept company by the other's emotions and in some cases, the other's thoughts. It has been said that when the two people meet, something in the world changes. Be it a small wind that blows unexpectedly, or a hurricane that comes unannounced, something unexpected occurs."

He stopped speaking aloud but kept his head down to quickly finish reading the page. His mind buzzed with the horrific thoughts that went through his head at the conclusion of the following paragraph.

He always knew Harry and Drisana were destined to meet, but must have been so caught up in the excitement of Drisana moving to Hogwarts, he had never finished the full reading on it. The next several sentences were a shock and a load that no one should ever have to carry. Unfortunately, there were a lot of those kinds around.

He looked up to see the two children now seated in chairs, staring at him. Young Harry's mouth was wide open and his eyes were ballooned. They each looked shocked and for some reason, in some amount of pain. Harry finally put his hands to his ears and turned to glare at Drisana who looked vacantly back at him.

"Sorry." She said in a dead sort of voice. Unlike Harry, she looked a bit tiffed. At first, total shock had covered her face, but as the seconds flew by, you could see her anger building.

Dumbledore braced himself for the explosion of the century.

A/N: jumps for joy I love writing Dumbledore. He is my all time favorite character!

I think I'll shoot myself, just so you guys don't have to. Omg! I'm going to write the next chappie right now! It's sooooooo cool! And if I don't get at least 5 more reviews, I won't post it and trust me, it's a good one!

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