Chapter 2
(Dumbledore's p.o.v)
Note: Hi everybody! I just finished the second chapter. enjoy and review for more!
Warning: None
Dumbledore was serenely strolling the corridors of his school when he heard the spell being cast.
"Avada Kervada!" Someone yelled from the great hall.
He was down there in an instant. No suprise, Draco and his goons were in there. They were
probably the ones who'd cast the Killing Curse. What caught Dumbledore's attention, however,
was the other boy in the room. The boy had dark hair, ghostly pale skin, dark brown eyes that
almost looked black, was dressed in muggle clothing, and had a wicked-looking sword hanging
from his side. Dumbledore decided to not intervine, not just yet. Instead, he listened in on their
conversation, staying quiet and out of veiw. The starnger had just let out a short bit of laughter,
but regained control of himself. Then, Dumbledore recongnized Draco's voice.
"Why are you laughing? Who are you?" he heard his student demand of the stranger.
Dumbledore waited for a moment.
"If I told you, I'd have to kill you. But I guess my name won't hurt. I'm Nico Di Angelo"
Dumbledore heard the stranger say.
"Well, Nico, what makes you think you can take me?" Draco said.
"You'd be suprised. Anyway, you're wasting my time. Who watches over you sorry little
Slugs?"
Dumbledore decided now would be a good intervention time.
"I do," he said, stepping from his hiding place, "And I don't appreciate you insulting my
students"
"Who are you?" the stranger - Nico - asked.
"You may call me Profesor Dumbledore'', Dumbledore said.
"Ok, then, Proffesor, may I have a word? Alone." Nico said.
Dumbledore felt a small twinge of annoyance at this boy, ragarding him coolly.
"Verry well, follow me" Dumbledore said, turning and walking to his office with Nico at his heels.
They had walked in silence for a few minutes before Nico spoke.
"Are we almost there?" The boy said, annoyance evident in his voice.
"Yes, we're here" Dumbledore replied, stopping in front of the gargoyl statue.
"Fizzing wizbey" he said to the statue.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Nico's eyes momentairly widen in suprise as the statue moved aside and the wall broke open.
"Come along." Dumbledore said, leading Nico up the stairs and into his office.
"Have a seat."
Nico looked at him for a second as though he was trying to decide if this was a trap, but sat down in the chair across from Dumbledore's own.
"What brings you to my school, ?" Dumbledore asked calmly, though he was becoming increasingly aware of this child's dark aurora.
"I'm looking for a verry special object. Someone stole it from my father and we've reason to beleive that person is somewhere around here." Nico replied curtly.
Dumbledore thought about this for a moment.
"You are our only new visitor as far as I've seen. But tell me, what sort of object?"
Nico looked a little dissapointed at that first part, but then he fully regestered what Dumbledore had said.
"It's… a sword. About a four-foot long black blade, fair sized silver handle." Nico said hesitantly.
Dumbledore opened his mouth to reply, but just then, about six other wizards pushed through the doors and he heard a familiar voice call,
"Albus Dumbledore! Which of your students have you permitted to use illegal magic?!"
Then the owner of that voice stepped through the door. Cornelius Fudge was now in the center of the room with his wand pointed straight at Dumbledore and a triumphant look on his face.
aaannd cut. ooh how I love my cliffies. *jumps out of the way of grenade thrown by angry reader* Relax. Review and I'll write more. :)