Wants and Problems at Hogwarts

Part of the Story "at Hogwarts" series

-in which characters, problems and motives are introduced and dealt with...or Not

(somewhat connected to Crimson--done by kira who is almost done writing it...yay!)

one plus one equals disclaimer. i own nothing in this world...that means good old Harry Potter

"grandpa. You know you missed us. Your three only granddaughters."

"Granddaughters?" they all repeated again.

"I know we haven't seen each other in a while, but I never ever thought you would have forgotten about us." She started pouting.

"what is she doing?" james whispered to kira.

"I don't know…"kira answered.

"neither do I." Dumbledore added.

"oh sillies." She lay on her back on the desk. "don't you love us any more. Remember when we were little, and you took us to that duck pond, and James fell in."

"I did not!"

"and then one of them bit her." Added Kira.

"what are you guys talking about?" whined James.

"And then she cried and cried. You little ones were so cute." Dumbledore leaned over and hugged meg.

"then mom moved." Meg said.

"I missed you guys." He sighed.

"But now where at Hogwarts-"

"And we can be a family again!" he cheered.

"OH this is just depressing," james muttered.

"What did she just say?"

"Nothing, nothing," kira led the man from his desk to a window to look about the Hogwarts grounds. "you know sir-I mean grandpa-"

"call me Didi-"

"O..k…Didi-"

"No. Dziadzia ."

"Dziadzia-"

"Or how about Gammlefar! Or Opa! Or Pampo!" he continued to himself.

"Umm-"

"PawPaw! Zeidy! G-Daddy!"

"G-Daddy!" meg cooed at once, running up and hugging him…again.

"how about we just sick to grandpa for grandfather." Kira pleaded.

"can I still call you G-daddy?"

"of course you can sweetie."

"that's beautiful. Guys come on now. Minds moving forward. One direction-"

"my you've grown up, KiKi." He said sitting down on a large chair by the fire place. "I remember when you used to shoot about the place on your highknee." Kira just looked on in horror, this wasn't working. Whatever meg had planed it didn't seem to be working. It was just getting weirder by the minute. And then meg pounced on the poor man…literally.

Jumping on the Dumbledore's lap, the girl just smiled up at him, looking as innocent as the day she slithered out of the snake egg she hatched from. "Dum-Dum-Door?"

"yes sweetie?"

"James and Kira and I are still abit nervous about being here and all, that's why we keep getting in trouble and all. That and I think some of the teachers don't like us."

"that's not true, you three are angles. Why would you think that?"

"well Canada's a bit different than The UK and some of the teachers don't seem to get that. I mean we're all just trying to fit in and we keep getting trouble."

"I'll talk to them."

"Thanks," she smiled. "Oh grampa D?"

"yes?"

"we's were also wondering if you could maybe let us use the Shrieking shack for just a little while. Please. It reminds us so of that tree house you built u at our old house."

"Well I don't know…it's a bit rundown and might not be so safe…"

"Its perfect! Don't worry we'll be so super carful and its just so nice. Pleeeeeease!"

"Okay but I want to put a protection spell on it before you three can uses it.

"thank you!"

"anything this old grandpa can do to help his three favourite granddaughters?"

"well," meg started again, but this time she leaned over to the old man and whispered something in his ear.

Dumbledore looked over at the other two girls, smiled and nodded. Jumping off the old fart, meg gave the man a hug and a peck on the check before rushing over to the others .

"Thanks again, Gramps. You, you really do know how to make a girl feel at home. Thanks." And with that the ever perky meg led the ever confused and mildly disturb kira and James out of the office and down to the hallway.

"I think that went well. Do you?" was all that meg said as she undid her pigtails.