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Chapter 3

The Explanation

An uncomfortable silence settled throughout the entire room. No one dared to break it. The silence was so intense you could have heard a pin drop.

The silence was eventually broken by a loud bout of laughter courtesy of Two-Bit. Steve and Johnny just stood speechless, whereas Dallas looked more annoyed than anything. Soda looked amused, but the signs of exhaustion were creeping up on his face after witnessing his kid brother's near miss with death.

Darry could only stand there with a look that clearly said, 'Do you honestly think we're that stupid?'

"Good one old man! For a second, I actually thought you were magic or something. Now I know you're just an insane old man. Wizards? What a joke!" Two-Bit roared with laughter, clutching his stomach as he knelt on the ground hysterically.

"Even I know magic isn't real!" Steve chuckled out, a smirk plastered on his face.

"What do you take us for? A bunch of fools?" Dallas asked from where he was leaning on the couch.

The entire gang seemed to have come to the same conclusion; The old man in front of them was crazy that was plain enough. Did he actually think they would fall for that? Like Two-Bit had said, what a joke!

The gang continued laughing for the next couple minutes stopping. Once everyone was settled down Ponyboy realized one thing; the pain in his side had disappeared. Looking down for the first time since he had woken, his eyes widened in shock. Where the large stab wound would have been seconds before was now only a large scar. Most of the bruises he had acquired were also gone. His head shot straight up to stare at the old man. He felt his breath catch in his throat as the old man's eyes met his.

Darry turned to look at them in confusion, but Ponyboy didn't look away. The old man was hiding something important.

"Pony what's wrong?" Darry whispered so only he and Jonny could hear.

Ponyboy finally tore his gaze away and looked up at Darry. He could tell he looked scared. Truth was, he was terrified. He knew he had been stabbed and had almost died. Now here he was, perfectly healthy.

"Darry, the wound is completely gone."

Darry, the wound is completely gone.

Darry froze as the words repeated themselves in his head. He knelt down next to Ponyboy and didn't realize he had tried to touch the scar until Pony flinched away.

Darry felt his heart begin to beat rapidly. He suddenly knew this man wasn't joking. Don't get him wrong, he didn't believe any of this magic crap, but the man had done something to heal Ponyboy. Pony had been seconds away from death, now he was fine.

"You don't have to believe me, but Mr. Curtis I do believe that the cut on your stomach has healed. Am I correct?" The man- Darry blatantly realized they still didn't know his name- asked. Blue eyes twinkled merrily as Pony looked up and nodded in disbelief.

That shut the gang up. Everyone turned to look down at where Pony was sitting, his eyes wide in confusion and shock.

"What the F-"Dallas muttered, Steve mirroring the look on his face. Johnny and Soda stood wide-eyed in front of Pony. Two-Bit for once, had nothing to say. The rest of the gang seemed to be thinking along the same lines Darry. This man had done something to heal his kid brother and he was determined to find out how.

"I'm not saying I believe in any of this magic sh-, but say I did…" Darry decided to go along with the man, at least for now. "- what does any of this have to do with us?"

"I thought you would never ask!" The man beamed at us. "Let me introduce myself, I'm Albus Perciful Dumbledore. You may call me Professor Dumbledore or Headmaster Dumbledore. I have come to offer you all a place at my school, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

Darry shot the idea down in his head instantly. They barely had enough money to pay for Ponyboy's school tuition, let alone Sodapop's. Darry himself was way past the age of attending school. Not to mention how everyone's parents would react if they were to tell them they had been accepted to a school of magic. Plus, trying to get Dallas Winston to go to school would be like trying to kiss a bear. Combined with the fact that Darry couldn't quit his job if they wanted to keep the house.

"The costs would be provided for on a scholarship basis," Dumbledore explained as if reading his mind. "All school fees will be paid for and you will be provided the money for all of your supply fees."

Darry narrowed his eyes. The man -Dumbledore- sounded like he was serious, but still…magic?

"That doesn't change the fact that I don't believe any of this magic shit you keep talking about!" Dallas yelled angrily, breaking Darry out of his daze.

"I see, it appears some more proof is still necessary."

…

Ponyboy had been oddly quiet the entire conversation. Maybe it was because he was still in a state of shock. Wounds, especially wounds like that, just don't heal by themselves. More specifically they don't heal by themselves in 30 seconds or less.

He found himself holding my breath as Dumbledore stepped forward.

'Dumbledore, what a weird name, but I guess I shouldn't be talking' He thought absent-mindedly, tilting his head in confusion as Dumbledore pulled out a long wooden stick. Ponyboy's confusion was instantly turned to shock as he was suddenly lifted right into the air, as if by an invisible force.

He stared down at the shocked face below him. Unable to pinpoint why, but for some reason, he felt oddly calm. The man had obviously had strange abilities and if he wanted to call it magic, who was Ponyboy to tell him otherwise?

"How's the weather up there?" asked Two-Bit, who was also surprisingly calm about this. He was smiling cheekily and instead of looking shocked, was looking like he was enjoying the chaos.

The next thing Ponyboy knew, he was back on the ground, with Darry and Soda fussing over him.

"Are you okay? You're not hurt?" Soda shot questions faster than he had time to answer any of them. Ponyboy nodded silently and this seemed to cause Soda to calm down.

"Say we believe you," Ponyboy spoke up, voice calm and gaze firm. "Where is the school in the first place? How would we get there? When would it start? What would we need?"

"Getting right to the point I see," Dumbledore's smile widened. "Term starts September 1'st, a supply list will be provided, along with money for the needed supplies if you decide to join. Transportation to and from the school will also be provided. The school, however, is located in Scotland."

"Scotland?" Soda asked confused. "Where's that?"

"It is located right beside England, in Europe," Ponyboy explained.

"ENGLAND!?" Everyone shouted eyes wide.

"My dad will never let me go," Johnny murmured.

"No worries my lad, I will talk to each of your parents later on," Dumbledore replied.

"Actually, I would like to talk to you right now."

Ponyboy looked over at Darry in surprise. What did he want to talk to Dumbledore about?

"Of course," Dumbledore nodded and together they made their way upstairs. Ponyboy was left with everyone else staring at the entrance of the room his brother had disappeared into.

A/N

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