Disclaimer: I still only own Ainsley and Jada. All others belong to Queen
JK.
It seemed to take Charlie forever to bring my reply from Dumbledore. It had been a week since I wrote to him pleading that it was time everyone knew the truth. No sooner had i thought about it for the billionth time, my beautiful brown owl came flying into my room, carrying a letter. I quickly grabbed at the letter, giving Charlie three owl treats for his efforts. He nipped at my fingers to show his thanks. I stroked his head and tore open the cream colored envelope holding the reply I had been eagerly awaiting.
Dearest Ainsley,
I am sorry this response has taken as long as it has. There is still much to do around Hogwarts before it opens again soon. I am in total agreeance in the it is time everyone knew that you are indeed alive, but I must stress that t his must wait until the school year begins and I tell you it is ok. I want both you and Harry to be safe at Hogwarts. I will be meeting with you as soon as you get here to discuss further plans. Take care of yourself and remember: speak of this to no one, that means Linda and Ray as well.
All my love,
Professor Dumbledore
I squealed with delight and lept onto my bed. I began jumping up and down, cheering with all my heart. There was a knock at my door and it opened.
"Ainsley? Are you ok? What's going on?"
"Oh hi Linda. I'm fine. Becky just wrote to tell me she got us tickets to see the Weird Sisters." I felt bad lying to Linda. Dumbledore had sent me to live with Ray and Linda Carmichael after my mother and father died. They were very well respected people in the wizard world, and could be trusted by Dumbledore. I had been living with them since I was two years old, and not once had I lied to them.
"Oh! Well that is really cool, but try and keep it down. Ray has a headache."
I laughed to myself. Linda said cool again. "Of course. I'm sorry." I got off my bed and Linda closed the door. I buried the letter in my trunk and made sure it couldn't be found by anyone but me.
Ray worked for the Ministry of Magic in the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts department. He worked with my best friends, Fred and George Weasley's father, Arthur Weasley. I grew up with the twins, and it was especially wonderful that their younger brother Ron befriended Harry their first year of Hogwarts. I could keep an even closer eye on him.
Harry and I didn't speak frequently, but since we were on teh quidditch team and our best friends were brothers, we basically had to. That was the way it was supposed to be. My name at Hogwarts and everywhere else was Ainsley Carmichael, but soon it would be Ainsley Potter again. I laid on my bed and thought about this even more. My thoughts began to become complicated and get the better of me. What would I say to Harry? What would he think of me? Would he call me a liar? Would he laugh in my face? These would be questions I would have to take up with Dumbledore.
It seemed to take Charlie forever to bring my reply from Dumbledore. It had been a week since I wrote to him pleading that it was time everyone knew the truth. No sooner had i thought about it for the billionth time, my beautiful brown owl came flying into my room, carrying a letter. I quickly grabbed at the letter, giving Charlie three owl treats for his efforts. He nipped at my fingers to show his thanks. I stroked his head and tore open the cream colored envelope holding the reply I had been eagerly awaiting.
Dearest Ainsley,
I am sorry this response has taken as long as it has. There is still much to do around Hogwarts before it opens again soon. I am in total agreeance in the it is time everyone knew that you are indeed alive, but I must stress that t his must wait until the school year begins and I tell you it is ok. I want both you and Harry to be safe at Hogwarts. I will be meeting with you as soon as you get here to discuss further plans. Take care of yourself and remember: speak of this to no one, that means Linda and Ray as well.
All my love,
Professor Dumbledore
I squealed with delight and lept onto my bed. I began jumping up and down, cheering with all my heart. There was a knock at my door and it opened.
"Ainsley? Are you ok? What's going on?"
"Oh hi Linda. I'm fine. Becky just wrote to tell me she got us tickets to see the Weird Sisters." I felt bad lying to Linda. Dumbledore had sent me to live with Ray and Linda Carmichael after my mother and father died. They were very well respected people in the wizard world, and could be trusted by Dumbledore. I had been living with them since I was two years old, and not once had I lied to them.
"Oh! Well that is really cool, but try and keep it down. Ray has a headache."
I laughed to myself. Linda said cool again. "Of course. I'm sorry." I got off my bed and Linda closed the door. I buried the letter in my trunk and made sure it couldn't be found by anyone but me.
Ray worked for the Ministry of Magic in the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts department. He worked with my best friends, Fred and George Weasley's father, Arthur Weasley. I grew up with the twins, and it was especially wonderful that their younger brother Ron befriended Harry their first year of Hogwarts. I could keep an even closer eye on him.
Harry and I didn't speak frequently, but since we were on teh quidditch team and our best friends were brothers, we basically had to. That was the way it was supposed to be. My name at Hogwarts and everywhere else was Ainsley Carmichael, but soon it would be Ainsley Potter again. I laid on my bed and thought about this even more. My thoughts began to become complicated and get the better of me. What would I say to Harry? What would he think of me? Would he call me a liar? Would he laugh in my face? These would be questions I would have to take up with Dumbledore.