"You're Harry Potter?" asked Wyverna. The boy nodded. "Really?" More nods. "No, but you're really Harry Potter?" The boy smiled.
"I get this a lot. Yes, I really did kill You-Know-Who."
"Who?"
"You-Know-Who!"
"No, I don't!" Dol leaned over to Wyverna.
"He means Voldemort," she said helpfully.
"Ohh! Well, why didn't you say so? Never mind – " she said, as he started to open his mouth. "Not important right now. Anyway, you're really Harry Potter?"
"Yes, I am. Hard to believe, huh?"
"Yeah. Somehow, I always saw him as being better looking. Anyhow, that's not the point. We need to speak to Dumbledore. In private, if you don't mind." Dumbledore nodded, bowing low.
"Of course," he said, smiling behind his beard. As the two girls followed him to his office, Dol leaned over to Wyverna.
"Ok. Say we were sent here from another land, and we have the power to tell the future, ok?"
"Power to tell the future? How come?"
"We've read the next two books, haven't we? So, that's what you say. Ok?"
"Why don't you say it?" Dolphin sighed.
"I didn't mean it literally. I meant; that's our story. Got it?" Wyverna nodded, and they followed Dumbledore the rest of the way to his office in silence. Once inside, (which took a while) they seated themselves, and started to talk to him.
"We've travelled here from another land," explained Dol, "and we have the power to tell the future. We know what's going to happen for the next... two years, I think."
"Goblet of Fire, Order of the Phoenix," muttered Wyverna, counting on her fingers. "Yup," she said, looking up. "Two years." Dumbledore stared at them.
"You two know about the Order of the Phoenix?"
"Yeah. You're going to... whatjamacallit... resurrect it? Bring it back together?" asked Wyverna.
"Something like that. Anyway, if all goes well you might not need to."
"What do you mean? He's got to," said Wyverna, turning to Dol.
"Not if we get Peter!"
"Ohh... I see!" Wyverna turned back to Dumbledore. "Anyway, all that we're asking is to stay here at Hogwarts for as long as we need to."
"I see. Well, that should be agreeable. The only thing is, you'll need to be sorted. We'll have a special ceremony this minute."
"Couldn't we just be sorted here?" asked Wyverna.
"No, don't you see?" replied Dol. "We're in this movie now! And when in movies have they ever done something the quick and easy way when they could have a big ceremony?"
"Well..." Wyverna started to answer.
"Rhetorical question. When I ask a rhetorical question, what do you do?"
"Stay quiet."
"Good. Now, Dumbledore, can you show us to wherever we need to be for this ceremony thingy?"
"Certainly. Right this way."
