A/N: Another post for you guys…
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Disclaimer: Nope I still do not own Harry Potter, all the characters, settings etc. belong to JK Rowling.
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"Why are you smiling like that at me? Do I have something funny on my face? If I do, Fred and George are dead," Ginny growled.
"No, no, nothing's wrong with you're face, it's perfect," Harry smiled. They both climbed the stairs up to Ron's room where they opened it to find Ron telling Hermione something about Quidditch.
"Oh, hey, I didn't know you would be back so soon!" Hermione said spotting the two.
"Well, it didn't take that long to persuade McGonagall, but she wanted all of us to go back there." Harry said.
"Why?" Ron asked.
"Dunno, she just told us to come get you two, and come back," Ginny said.
"Ok, let me just go get my cloak," Hermione said. They collected their cloaks and headed down to the living room where the fireplace was and they traveled to Hogwarts.
"Ok, Professor, what do you want?" Ginny asked.
"Well, just the other day I found this, would you like to do the honors Mr. Potter?" McGonagall asked giving him a scroll and he unrolled it and started to read:
"Hello to all,
If you are reading this that means I have passed on and no longer with you. Do not worry I am only on my next adventure.
The line Dumbledore said to Harry rang through his head 'After all, to the well-organized mind, death is but the next great adventure.'
When you remember me, do not mourn my loss, but instead celebrate the good memories. Good memories are the only thing to keep you alive in dark and difficult times; it's the little flicker of a fire or the one ray of sunshine in the dark storm.
The letter continued on for quite a while, but Harry was picking up every word and the office was deathly quiet.
And now I will get to the part I'm sure everyone has been waiting, whom I will give my belongings to.
1. To Mr. Harry James Potter: I leave my Pensieve, perfect for leaving your memories in when you want to clear your head just to think. I also leave a few of my Dark Detector's I daresay they'll come in handy especially when your angry and you just feel like throwing things about.
Harry felt himself going red, remembering in his fifth year when he damaged quite a few of Dumbledore's things.
2. To Ms. Hermione Jane Granger: I leave my most prized books. I hope you will enjoy them to their fullest extent and get the information you need.
3. To Mr. Ronald Billius Weasley: I leave a gift I got from an old friend, Adler Everett. You may know him as an old keeper for the Cannons; I leave you his signed Quidditch robes he gave to me once.
4. To Ms. Ginerva Molly Weasley: I leave Annabelle, my cat. I'm sure you will care for her as I did. I found her particularly useful to talk to in Dark and Troubled times or when it seems no one else is listening; she is there for you.
5. And last to Minerva McGonagall: I leave the school in your care and the rest of my possessions in my office.
As I leave you I will give you four words of advice to guide you through life: Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!
Sincerely yours,
Albus Dumbledore
Harry chuckled slightly at Dumbledore's last remark.
"I see you like my last sentence there," a warm voice said behind him.
"Dumbledore!" Harry whipped around but no one was standing behind him. Instead of a man standing there it was a portrait.
"This is the other thing I called you here for," McGonagall said. "We've had his portrait join the other old headmaster's and headmistress', and we have an empty portrait that connects to Albus' portrait to give to you to put in Godric's Hollow," McGonagall explained.
"And, I will visit quite a lot," Dumbledore said with a twinkle in his eyes.
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-Kat