Augurey isn't Spelled O – R – G
By Crazy Chick 15
Chapter 4: Dumbledore
The wind makes me shiver. I hold my cloak tight, as I get ready to apparate. Oh, yes, I am Albus Dumbledore, whom everyone thinks I am dead. But, fear not! I am not dead, just hiding. Watching the war. The war raging in the wizarding world. The war that's seeping into the muggle world. Scary, isn't it? Not really scary, I'd say…frightening. Right? Yes, well then, I will be there in a minute – CRACK - Ah, back at Hogsmeade. I watch Madam Rosemerta closing The Three Broomsticks. I watch Honeydukes close for what may be the eternal war. I watch the saddened children from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft & Wizardry just walk away. Then I see just the three I wanted to see: Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, and Ronald Weasley. They're laughing, happy, yet sad. I hear Harry say, "You know, Hermione's getting married…NOT!" Ron erupts in laughter. Hermione, giggling, says, "I would love to get married, Ron, Harry, but under the circumstances…" Yes, Voldemort murdered Hermione's parents himself, Hermione watching from the panic room. Whoops, I step on a thick twig and it cracks. What a nasty sound. "Hold on," Harry pulls out his wand. Oh, how Harry will be surprised, ha. Wands out, they turn the corner and see…me. Hermione faints, Ron squeaks, Harry's eyes grow wide. He grins. Oof Harry runs at me and hugs me. I chuckle. How lovely. I hand Harry, Ron, and Hermione three timeturners. They just stare (Hermione has woken up, of course.). I wink, then apparate. When I reach my destination, I smile. My, it is good to be home. It is. Really. I lay down on a soft, comfortable bed, and I sleep.
SNORE