********** *Chapter 2* **********

When Nathan had finished packing he did not close the trunk. Instead he moved over to the bookshelf and pulled a sheathed samurai sword from behind it.

This came as a shock to the older man. He gave the teen a questioning look. He received a mischievous grin as he placed it, nearly ceremoniously in the trunk.

A greater shock came when Nathan pulled out two swords, the same style as the first but half the length, their sheaths crossed. He then placed these, ceremoniously, into the trunk.

He closed the case and turned to face his new mentor.

"I am intrigued as to why you possess such beautiful, but deadly, weapons?" Dumbledore asked.

"I use them in training myself and as a collection. Does that solve your confusion?" The lad answered with discipline in his voice and a look of pride in his eyes.

"Indeed it does. You amaze me my young friend," Dumbledore praised. Then asked, "Would you mind if I borrowed those weapons to study sometime in the near future?"

"Of course you can." Nathan agreed happily.

They fell into silence. Dumbledore held out a large metal ring. Nathan new what to do for some strange reason that scared even himself. He held onto the ring.

He felt a tugging feeling on naval like a hook that lifted him off his feet. A couple of seconds later his feet hit the ground with a massive force, nearly throwing him off his feet.

He was standing outside a very large house that had ivy growing up its walls.

"This is Charlotte's house." Nathan said absently.

Dumbledore said simply, "I know." "I believe you know where her room lies, bring her down to her living room. I'll see you there." The older man asked.

With that, Dumbledore disapparated with a loud popping noise.

Shortly after, Nathan looked up at Charlotte's bedroom window and with a static charge also disappeared.

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A static charge running through her caused Charlotte to jump out of her peaceful slumber and to wildly scan the pitch black room for movement.

She could not see anything through the darkness, and so nearly screamed when someone swiftly leaned down onto her bed, covered her mouth and told her not to scream.

She clamed down as soon as she had realised that that someone was Nathan.

"Why are you her..." she tried to say but she was silenced by Nathan brushing his lips against hers.

"Before I take you downstairs to meet someone, I have to tell you something important. I love you; I have loved you for a long time." Nathan said boldly, but still barely above a whisper.

"I must admit that this indeed has come as shock to me but I too have loved you for a long time. I have been waiting so long just to hear you utter those words to me." A tear rolled down her pale cheek, though Nathan did not notice through the depth of the darkness.

They looked at each other for a few moments, then, pressing their lips together they shared their first passionate kiss.

After a minute they broke apart, breathless, with a new respect for each other.

"So, who is it I am to be meeting downstairs?" Charlotte asked, breaking the silence.

"A man. Come with me. Or do you wish to change first?" Nathan asked rapidly, blushing as he finished.

"I'll change thanks." She answered, giggling at his rushed manner.

Nathan started for the door but was stopped by a hand on his shoulder.

"You don't have to leave you know," she stated, "We are dating after all. Are we not?"

She then started to change with her back to him.

When she turned back around, fully changed, she started to giggle again as she saw Nathan staring at the floor, blushing madly.

He looked up and offered her his hand. She took it gladly and he led her downstairs to her living room.

When they reached the door Nathan turned the handle and led her through the door still holding her hand.

Charlotte noticed a tall old man in robes inspecting the pictures on the fireplace mantle. He turned and smiled to her then beckoned her over to the seats.

"Miss Granger, it is good to finally meet your acquaintance. I am Albus Dumbledore."

"I know you are. My sister speaks highly of you." "Your inner desire was to go with your sister wasn't it?" Dumbledore said in an all knowing voice.

"Yes, but how do you know that?" Charlotte asked in intrigue.

"I know only of the strong bond that is, being twin."

Silence reigned for a moment, then Charlotte broke the ice.

"Why have you come to see me and why have you brought Nathan with you?" She asked, looking Nathan in the eyes with deep-seated passion.

"Your desire will be granted tonight, as you and Nathan will undergo training to see that you are ready to join Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." A smile beamed across his face and his eyes twinkled behind his half-moon glasses.

The young woman jumped up and engulfed her new mentor in a great hug.

"Thank you so much. I have dreamt I could join my sister in the school for so long..." Tears ran down her cheeks. She then hugged Nathan and continued "...and you will be coming with me. There is nothing more I could wish for at this moment."

Finally, Charlotte let go of Nathan, but instead she grabbed his hand and dragged him upstairs to pack her things.

While she was upstairs she told her parents to go down stairs to sort things out.

Everything was set into motion.