"" denotes talking, denotes written words, words written IN CAPS are emphasized. Standard disclaimers apply. Anya and Mix are mine.

Chapter Three: The Goblin King

"Come inside, Anya, and Mix. I've been expecting you."

Anya walked inside completely, following the Goblin King to his throne room. Mix stayed in her pocket. She opened her mouth to speak, but he stopped her.

"The school you speak of is real. I went there myself, some 800 years ago. Oh, don't look so surprised. I know all about you now. You were quite generous with information throughout your journey. How old are you, Anya?"

"I just turned eleven on the 8th," replied Anya.

"Of course. I should have known. All Hogwarts students receive their first letter in June of the year they turn eleven."

"How do I get there?" asked Anya. "Where do I go to get my supplies?"

"Those are things we will worry about in August. Hogwarts is not a year-round school like the one you previously attended. It is a boarding school, yes, but you need a place to stay during the summer." He stood up again. "Follow me please. Oh, and you may call me Jareth."

Jareth led Anya up several flights of stairs. Finally, he stopped in front of a large set of double doors. The doors opened up into a sitting room. Actually, it was a sitting room on one end with a small kitchen and dining nook on the other. A door in the back led to a bedroom with a person-sized bed in the middle of the room and a seven inch bed on the nightstand. There was a closet, a dresser, and a door on the right side of the room led to a modern bathroom. A window was positioned just to the right of the bed, overlooking the Labyrinth.

"Are these rooms to your liking, Anya?" Jareth inquired.

"Yes, they are, Jareth," replied Anya. It felt strange calling him by his name after being taught to say sir or mister or other title. Then it hit her. "Are you saying I can stay HERE?"

"That is correct, Anya. It..." Jareth was cut off by Anya hugging him. He laughed as she smiled up at him. "It is great to have another sharing the home. Go ahead and unpack your things."

Through the rest of June and all of July, Anya learned how to find her way through the castle, its grounds, and the Labyrinth itself. When August came, she received a package. In it was a key. Jareth informed her that it was a key to a vault at Gringotts, the wizard bank. Number 684, belonging to Anya King.

end of chapter three. please read and review.