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Chapter 4

For Lord Dumbledore of the Sundancers, nothing was impossible for him. Nothing, that is, until Theodore Nott.

The child was a mere lower Nobleman's son, taking in because of his gift and then forced into an engagement to the Crown Prince of Dehyvn, but the child was no submissive husband as he had been raised to be.

Although, like most, Dumbledore had simply mistook Theo for another mindless child, raised to be respective and perfect to everyone above him, but he realized with a jolt, Theo was nothing of the sort.

He had already defined The Senet Royal Family on more then one occasion, most Lucius and Narcissa knew little of, and, according to reports from Dehyvn, had defined the Dehyvn Royal family on his arrival that morning.

Dumbledore paced his office, thinking over what he would do with the young Senet boy. He was sixteen, ready to be married tomorrow evening and independent of help. The Lord of Suns knew that he was going to have a hard time getting Theo to trust him. He stopped his pacing and looked out the coloured glass window that spread across his back wall, and up into the dark glow of the second son.

The glass was the pattern of Random under the two suns and had been there since before Dumbledore had taken position as Lord of Suns. The office itself was beautifully decorated. The rugs were dark yellow, the furniture oak, the mantelpiece above the dying fire was scattered with some small belongings of his.

With a heavy sigh the Lord eased himself into the chair behind his desk and watched slowly as the water cloak trickled slowly, showing the time was nearly midnight. He had been lost in his thoughts for hours, still no closer with his problem with Theo and hadn't even began to ponder his problem with Harry and the Pirates.

He had been the one to help Sirius escape, to help protect the pirate outlaws who didn't want to fall under the reign of the Malfoys and Lord Voldermort. Dumbledore had made sure that Harry was safely raised, sheltered, trained and prepared for the day he would take back Senet and restore the throne back to the rightful rulers, the Potters.

Still, after fifteen long years, Dumbledore mourned the death of his close friends, James and Lily. James had always been head strong and ready to fight, Dumbledore himself had tutored him at a young age. Lily was quiet and graceful, although she had a quick mind for politics and advanced subjects. She had been among the top classes in the Sundancer's school in Senet, which was now over run by the Shadowdancers.

It had been Dumbledore himself who suggested James to marry Lily, that had been when the two were fourteen and Lily had still harbored dark thoughts for the arrogant Prince. Over the years as they grew older and wiser and James finally grew out of his cocky manner, Lily had fallen for him and shortly later the two married.

Of course James' two best friends, Remus and Sirius had also been great students of Dumbledore's. Sirius was from a long line of Noblemen and was tutored with James. Remus was, like Lily, from a simple family and had to work hard to stay in the open school.

Sirius was a genius. He hardly tried and he excelled in mathematics, a hard subject for any and only few could master the art. Sirius was brilliant and Dumbledore was amazed, he could have done a great thing for Random, which was why he had sent him to find the secrets of Merlin, allowing his lover, Remus, to accompany him, seeing as Sirius hardly strayed from the younger man's sight.

Remus had been Sirius' downfall; Dumbledore realized now, Remus and Sirius' growing addiction for the binding drug, Poppy Dust. Voldermort, another of Dumbledore's past students, before he was named Lord of Suns, was an expert on the drug and knew how to control one with it.

It pained the aging man to realize he could have simply stopped all this by having James' order the death of Tom Riddle, on murder of his father and grandparents. But it was much too late, Tom had taken what Sirius loved, Remus and their two children, twins, Dumbledore remembered, and instead had placed him at the mercy of Poppy Dust.

With Remus in the custody of Voldermort, Dumbledore was only able to save their children, who he sent to Dehyvn and were fostered by the High Prince Gabriel, himself, along with the three Princes of Dehyvn and a Senet bastard son of a Shadowdancer.

Raised together the children had formed a close bond which had helped greatly with their future plans. As well as the Dehyvn children there had been the occasion in which the Malfoy heir, Draco, was with them and his foster brother, Blaise, a bastard to a Shadowdancer and a common Senet man. Luckily he was born before the reign of the Shadowdancers so had escaped the sick mark of a child conceived under a Shadowdancer ritual.

When Theo was eight he had been brought in to foster in the Senet palace. Now he, Draco and Blaise shared a close brotherly bond that would no doubt help them all. Theo was powerful and about to become High Prince of Dehyvn, Blaise was skilled and the Captain of Theo's guard and Draco was the Crown Prince of Senet.

Dumbledore thought over the close bond of the Senet children then considered the Dehyvn children. Of course the eldest Prince of Dehyvn, Virgil, had unfortunately disappeared, presumed dead, leaving behind his husband, and son of Sirius and Remus, Castor who was training to be an adviser for the new Crown Prince, considering he was now no longer going to be High Prince. Castor was nearly as smart as Sirius, who was, sadly, nothing but a man-child. Castor's twin brother, Pollux, along with the bastard Shadowdancer's child, who was now married to Pollux, worked in the Dehyvn Palace guard. Sinclair was now taking the throne and finally little Prince Lucas' future was still undecided.

The Lord thought of Theo again and wondered how he would fit into the close world of Dehyvn's Palace. Theo was much too cleaver and focused to simply step in silently and go along as the Prince's husband. Theo was sure to stand his own ground and do things his own way. Dumbledore debated whether or not it was a good thing that Theo was this way, that he was raised by Voldermort and Lucius and set loose in a new country with a threat over his head.

The red sun was making the glass window turn deep shades of their colour and casting light onto the old man's desk. Before him was a thick leather book, inside in delicate gold and silver writing, page upon page, was the family trees of the Von Hellfires and Potters. The book was meant to be burned, an order from Lucius, but in an attempt to keep the Potter line, the old Lord had hid the book in the main temple of the Suns, in a small island just out of Dehyvn.

There was a knock at the gold flaked double doors and Dumbledore hid the book in his draw before calling the visitor in. The right door opened and a head of bushy brown hair stuck into the room. Wide, intelligent brown eyes stared up at Dumbledore who smiled warmly at his best student, Hermione Granger.

"Miss Granger, how can I help you?"

Hermione walked in, wearing the formal yellow robes of the Sundnacers, and bowed respectfully. "Professor McGonagall told me you wished to speak to me."

Dumbledore nodded, remembering now why he needed the girl. Hermione was his brightest and his best but most importantly she was the same age as Theo.

"I am sending you, and a student of your choice, to aid Prince Sinclair's husband."

Hermione beamed brightly. As a simple family in Dehyvn she would never expect to be brought into the Sundancer's main temple to learn and then be honored by serving Royalty.

"Thank you, my Lord." She gushed, bowing again.

Dumbledore chuckled. "It is quiet alright, now who do you wish to come with you?"

Hermione thought over the decision before answering. "Luna Lovegood, sir."

Dumbledore nodded to her decision. Luna was by far one the most devoted and well taught of all the Sundancer students. Although she tended to be a little far off and rather odd at times she was a bright student.

"Everything will be arranged for you to reach the Palace before the wedding. You may leave to pack."

Hermione bowed once more and hurried off leaving Dumbledore alone again. He looked down at the desk and the scattered papers, books and scrolls. He leafed through a book and found what he was looking for. It was the draft of Sinclair and Theo's engagement. He read over the details and as always felt the uneasy scenes that if he didn't have Theo side with him, there would no longer be a Sundancer cult because the agreement stated that the religion of Theo's choice would be brought into the Palace and possibly all of Dehyvn.

-TBC-

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