John walked Katie back to her apartment and bid her goodnight. As he strolled back to the bookshop he pondered the new revelations that had presented themselves to him. If Katie's father had a Hogwarts ring that that would make him a wizard and her a witch, an untrained one. Plus why was there a wizard in this muggle part of London? He, himself, had moved here when he had discovered his love for muggle literature. Although many in the Wizarding World did not approve of muggles and did not appreciate all they had to offer. Those were dark times though, Grindwalde was at large and growing more powerful. It was not safe to be a openly muggle-loving wizard. After Dumbledore had destroyed the movement, he had become so used to being in the muggle world that he had no desire to reintigrate himself.

Shaking his head to get rid of the memories, John refocused on the problem at hand. He must get to Dumbledore and have a talk. How could he have missed that Katie was a witch? Her mother must not have known. His steps quickened as he got closer to the shop.

He lived right above his bookshop in an apartment that fit him nicely. It had a master bedroom, a small kitchen, a cozy study with tons of book shelves and large reading chairs, and also an extra guest suit in the back.

As he reached his apartment he went straight to the fireplace and grabbed some floo powder. He threw it into the flames. As they turned bright green he said very clearly "Albus Dumbledore's office, Hogwarts"

Albus' long beard and sparkling eyes appeared in the fireplace, framed by the mantle.

"Hello John, To what do I owe this unexpected pleasure?"

John smiled down at the wizened wizard, "Hello Albus, I'll get straight to the point as I expect your busy, you always are."

"I always have time for old friends, John! Plus I need the break." He let out a large sigh, his face relaxed as he let the breath out.

"Well Albus, do you remember Katie St. George?"

" Black hair? Works for you? I believe you basicly raised her, of course I remember her, well from when she was very little." Came the reply

"Yes, well I didn't raise her, you know I just took a liking to her. Anyway I was curious did she ever receive a Hogwarts letter?"

Dumbledore's eyes opened in surprise," A Hogwart's letter? I don't believe so, I thought you said she was a muggle?"

"Just as I suspected. Very interesting. This does complicate matters."

"John if you be so kind as to enlighten me?"

"oh sorry Albus, yes I had always thought that she was a muggle, until today. She found a ring on the street, a Hogwarts graduation ring. She said that it reminded her of a keepsake her mother had kept that had belonged to her father."

This time Dumbledore's eyebrows dissappeared into his white hair. "Oh my, that is not good to hear." He rested the palm of his hands above his eyes, a rare moment of weakness. "Are you positive? Have you seen the ring in question? Do you know who the father was?"

John shook his head, trying to answer the rapid fire questions. "No, I'm not sure. I have not seen the ring. I don't know who her father was. In fact, she doesn't even know. Her mother had told her he was in the muggle military, he left even before she had been born."

Dumbledore took off his glasses to rub his eyes before he spoke, "Ok, well lets handle this one step at a time. I'll speak to Minerva, she handles all the Hogwart's letters. You should see if Katie still has the ring, get a good look at it. Also probe her about her father. See if she has any other facts that her mother told her. Anything would help narrow down the search. The main thing is secrecy. She should not be told about our world until it is absolutely necessary. We have to be sure."

"I understand of course," nodded John. "Also I have with me the ring that trigger all this. I was hoping you could help return it to it's owner. There is an inscription that might help you locate him."

Dumbledore looked expectantly at John as he read the inscription

"To Moony, Mauraders forever, WPP"

Dumbledore's face contracted this time into a look of confusion. His hand stroking his beard in thought. "Why that's Remus Lupin's ring. He shouldn't be over in your part of town. He had told me he was going on sabatical, to a summer home. I'll track him down and send him your way."

John smiled, "Alright send him over. We've got some great books Albus. You really should come by for tea."

"Ah John, I wish I could but your comment earlier was not far from the truth, I do not have much spare time. I am truly sorry, our talks were always stimulating. I will however contact you soon regarding Katie."

As Dumbledore's tired face dissappeared from the fireplace, John leaned back and settled into his chair. Dumbledore had looked worn down, he was getting older, but as was John. "I bet running a school, and getting hammered with owls from the Ministry of Magic everyday was difficult to deal with" He muttered. It wasn't just Dumbledore that trouble John however. What would happen to Katie if she turned out to be an untrained witch? She was much to old to attend Hogwarts. He was to busy to teacher her, even if he was qualified. With all these thoughts flowing through his head John relaxed for a long night of thought.

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