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"I am an old man." he sighed. "Far too old to be sneaking around the Ministry of Magic."

The man in question was tall, thin and very old. He was wearing long robes and his blue eyes, usually sparkling, were now grave and slightly at the moment, 14 years from the day of the fateful prophecy, he was trying to break open a silver door in the Minstry of Magic. Grumbling continuously.

"I should be sitting in my HM's study and getting ready for the next school year. Madame Pomfrey promised me a nice hot cup of hot chocolate. And Phineas and I never really finished our conversation about jokes… What am I doing here??"

But he knew exactly why he was here. He was here to confirm a young lad's ramblings. He could still remember the precise conversation. It ran something like below:

Dumbledore: Pip Pip!!!

Roger: Exactly Professor

Dumbledore: So are you planning on joining the Ministry? That was your career choice if I'm not mistaken.

Roger: Fudge's new regime is driving everyone nuts!!!! He's poking his nose into everything!!!

Dumbledore: Fudge will be Fudge… Though I don't if one should be thankful for that or not!!! But I heard there's a post open in the Department of Mysteries?

Roger: The Department of Mysteries!!! You are joking right??

Dumbledore: I am not joking, Roger," he said, "though, now you mention it, I did hear an excellent one over the summer about a troll, a hag and a leprechaun who all go into a bar -"

(Interrupting) Roger: The entire idea is a farce. As a kid I worked for one of the greatest Seers, The Oracle. And you should have heard the complete baloney she used to feed her clientele.

Dumbledore: The Oracle? The one who went off her head in the end... she had a great number of Death Eaters in her clientele didn't she?

Roger: Yep… You should have the heard the nonsense she was feeding them!!!

Do you know what she what she was telling them… There was this prophecy that went -

~But this where we came in wasn't it~

Back to the fateful night at the Ministry where our very own Dumbledore (but you already knew that didn't you :D) is looking for evidence to substantiate Roger's tall tales. He was looking for the most important piece of the puzzle. As he stood there peering at the minute handwriting on the prophecies he caught site of a bluish – green glass orb with the 4 names on it. His eyes widened in utter disbelief – "So the boy was right after all !!!!"

At the Burrow, a week ago

Ginny came down the stairs two at a time to find the entire household poring over the Daily Prophet. They were so engrossed in the day's news that they didn't even respond to Ginny's arrival at the breakfast table.

"Hey! What's up?" asked Ginny in a surprised tone. "Has someone else died? Or has Voldemort been sighted somewhere near, again?"

As news of his return spread, reports of alleged Dark Lord sightings had become widespread. As a rule these reports were more panic than truth and the Order didn't usually concern themselves with them.

"It's about Karkaroff. He's been found dead, explained Fred, looking up from his paper. Murdered in his house, a day before Durmstrang is due to reopen."

"Apparently Durmstrang has to close down now due to the continuous Death Eater threat, Ron added. Dad says that they can't find anyone willing to take up the position"

"So where are the students going to go now? Are they even going to continue their education?" asked Ginny puzzled.

"They get a choice to continue their education in either Hogwarts or Beauxtabus," said Hermione speaking for the first time since Ginny had entered. "I suppose most of them will choose Beauxtabus. After all it is much less anti- Voldemort than us isn't it?"

"Beauxtabas is as much ageenst the Dark Lord as Hogwartz is!" said Fleur indignantly. "and I hope that deez… deez vermin stay away from my school. They will ruin the atmosphere of Beauxtabas."

"Well as long as they stay away from Hogwarts I don't even care where they go!" said Ron prejudicially.

"Come on Ron. Not all of them are like that", said Hermione. "Krum was not fond of Dark Arts… and nor were many of his friends. And Hogwarts… or any school; giving Fleur an irate look, would be glad to have them."

Thankfully Mrs. Weasley walked in at that moment preventing another altercation between Ron and Hermione. Most of the people in the room, the ones returning to Hogwarts at least, were devoutly glad that Krum no longer went to school. Hogwarts wasn't big enough for the three of them.

"Ginny – help me clear up Ron's room! Harry should be arriving tonight."

Harry stood waiting, in the run down, stone outhouse near Privet Drive. The night was chilly but Harry dare not use his wand to light a fire. Dumbledore wanted him to meet in the house but he didn't think he could stand discussing Sirius's death in front of aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon. The wound was still raw and what made matter worse was that he hadn't seen Dumbledore since the night of Sirius's death, end of last term. That was when he had thrashed Dumbledore's study, breaking all his possessions while blaming him for Sirius's death. He had then proceeded to insult him in front of all the portraits in the room. He still was blushing at the memory of his last encounter with his headmaster when a sudden flash lit up the outhouse, and Dumbledore stood before him.

"Good morning, Harry" said Dumbledore in a pleasant voice.

"Good morning Professor", said Harry.

He waited for Dumbledore to say something. Either about the prophecy or Sirius, but Dumbledore just stood staring at him silently.

"You wanted to see me, Professor?" asked Harry, finally.

"Let's go visit an old friend, shall we?"

Later:

They were on their way back Horace Slughorn's house and Dumbledore still hadn't spoken a word about the prophecy or Sirius. It just struck Harry that the headmaster seemed to have a lot on his mind. He kept throwing anxious glances at his watch and finally stopped 50 miles from the Burrow. "Is anything the matter Professor? You seem worried' asked Harry.

Dumbledore pulled out large, snowy white envelope. An envelope that contained no clue from the outside of the earth shattering news it contained.

"Having just received this owl, which I considered extremely important, I decided meeting you extremely vital", replied Dumbledore. "Not wishing to awake unpleasant memories, But it concerns our old friend, Bellatrix."

Harry's heart went cold with fury on hearing that name. "That murderess? Why, what's she done now" said Harry, trying to keep his voice neutral voice.

"Have you heard of her husband?" asked Dumbledore, not answering the question.

Harry dimly remembered Sirius showing him the family tree some time back. It seemed like in another life now. "Well, I do remember Sirius mentioning him but I can't recall his name?" said Harry, puzzled. "Why do we care?

Dumbledore stared at Harry as though wondering how to break it to him. "Bellatrix has a daughter. And she's coming to Hogwarts."

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