"Let's do this

"Let's do this."

Midori rolled his eyes. "You're so dramatic." He turned to Imamura. "Alright call him."

She nodded and took out a handful of floo powder. She threw it into the fireplace and yelled, "Albus Dumbledore."

The fire turned green and exploded upwards. A man's head appeared in the flames. He kind of looked like Gandalf with half moon glasses. Midori resisted the urge to giggle.

"Hello Megumi," said Gan-Albus Dumbledore cheerfully in English, "How are you?"
"I'm well thankyou," she answered, also in English. She stepped back to show Midori while Shimo stayed out of sight. "Albus this Midori, Midori this my friend Albus Dumbledore."
Midori bowed awkwardly (well he was bowing to a floating head in a fireplace), "It's a pleasure to meet you."

Dumbledore gave him a grandfatherly smile, "The pleasure is all mine Mr Midori."

"It's just Midori Headmaster Dumbledore," he corrected as he pulled up a chair towards the fireplace and sat down. "I hope you don't mind if I sit down sir. It's just I get the feeling this conversation could go on for a while."

Dumbledore chuckled, "Of course and I would say you are right. Now," he paused and the conversation kicked off, "You were born in England yes?"

"Yes I was," confirmed Midori. He wasn't sure how much he was going to tell this man but at least half of the truth seemed safest. "I spent seven years with my aunt and uncle and their son who was around my age, after my parents died. Then one day my cousin and I got into a tussle and I accidentally apparated away to Japan where I was found by my current guardian Manabe Kuragi."

Dumbledore nodded along with the story. He hadn't seemed to have heard otherwise from Headmistress Imamura, which was good. In his haste to turn this man down Midori hadn't gotten the facts straight with Imamura.

"Do you remember your old name Midori?" Dumbledore asked.

"No sir," he replied, "I was very young and my family was very distant from me. I don't remember them saying my name very often."

"Do you remember your family's names?"

"No. As I said I was very young. I remember Ds, and a V maybe… I don't know the memory is hazy." It was near to the truth. He had placed the memories of the Dursleys in a pensive so they wouldn't plague him with nightmares, so now they were just faded wisps that he couldn't quite catch.

"And how were you related to your aunt and uncle?" Were they going to play twenty questions until he got to the point?

"My aunt was my mother's sister."

"Ah!" said Dumbledore happily, "Well then I think I am right in my suspicion. Have you ever heard of the McKinnons Midori?"

Midori thought for a minute, "They were… a pure-blood Light family. All wiped out now in your last war against Tom Riddle."

Dumbledore raised an eyebrow, "I wasn't aware anyone knew of Voldermort's real identity."

Midori shrugged, "We are very informed about your war over here in Japan Headmaster. We wanted to be prepared if it went world wide."

"Very sensible," agreed Dumbledore, "Well you are wrong about one thing, not all of the McKinnons were killed. Missy McKinnon disappeared and muggle records show she adopted a new name and began a new life as a muggle. She married a man called David Vanders and had a son called Peter. Unfortunately they were all killed two years ago in a car accident.

However her sister Marlene was also married. She married Jared Stoneman and had a son the year before Voldermort's demise. She and her husband were killed in a fire caused by Death Eaters a few months after her son's birth but the son's body was never found."

It was all very neat, it all fit together perfectly except for certain things that Midori knew… and this idiot didn't.

"So you think that I am this missing son?" asked Midori as carefully as he could. It was hard to keep the disbelief out of his voice.

"Well yes," Dumbles seemed to pick up on his cynicism. "I hope so. I knew Marlene very well. I taught her and then fought beside her. Midori, I would very much like it if you would come to Hogwarts this year, even if for just this year. To learn about your family."

Midori raised an eyebrow, "Headmaster Dumbledore you are aware that I am a teacher now? I've done my required time in school and I'm sure as a teacher yourself that you know no one likes the idea of more school than required." He laughed. "I am still a child and children hate school."

Dumbledore laughed too, "You are correct, however there are many references to Marlene and Jared at Hogwarts which I thought that you would enjoy seeing."

He was playing the lonely orphan card.

"What about this Jared Stoneman man?" Imamura stepped into the conversation. "Did he have family?"

Dumbledore shook his head, "No. He was a muggleborn whose parents died of two separate illnesses. He had no other family."

Well that was good, thought Midori. Not for Jared Stoneman of course, it would have been horrible for him. But for Midori, it would have been difficult to pretend to be the long lost cousin and play family with strangers.

He stood up, "Thankyou for telling me all this Headmaster Dumbledore. If you wouldn't mind I'd like to take a few days to make my decision."

Dumbledore smiled. Oh he thought he had the boy. "Of course. I will await your owl. Goodbye Midori, Megumi."

The flames shimmered and returned to normal, orange and flickering without an annoying, lying head.

Shimo came forward out of the shadows. "He's lying."

Midori nodded and sat back down in his chair. "Yeah I got that one for myself. The names are wrong for one thing, although it is an interesting coincidence that David Vanders' initials are Vernon Dursley's switched around, and Peter, P for Petunia. But it is just a coincidence. And Petunia was a muggle that was for certain, not a runaway witch."

Shimo frowned, confused. "Then why didn't you just tell him to bugger off?"

"Because," said Midori quietly, "I'm actually considering going to the school."

"What?"

"I think I will go," he repeated.

Shimo blinked and the shook his head. "You're insane."

"Maybe," he said, "But Dumbles is right about one thing. I was born in England and my parents were magic. I'll got to Hogwarts and let Albus Dumbledore think I'm doing to learn about Marlene and Jared Stoneman. I won't cave to the man but I will get to investigate my real family. You know I've always wanted to track them down Shimo. Find out how they really died."

"This is ridiculous," Shimo snapped. "This man wants you as his toy soldier and you're just going to walk into his web where he knows everything and everyone and you'll be on your own."

"Not if you go with."

"Go with you?" he repeated. "Go with you? Have you lost your mind? I'm a year away from graduating and you want me to run off to a school where I'll be stuck for seven years?"

Midori looked at him calmly, "You can get out at any time. It's not a prison Shimo and I really would appreciate it you went with me."

Shimo sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. "I'm mad, insane, completely bonkers for even considering this."

"So you'll go?" said Midori, grinning.

Shimo gave him a small smile, "Yeah, but only because you'll get your self killed by yourself."

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A/N: Thanks all for the great reviews! I love the hate mail Dumbledore's been getting.

Sakura Lisel – Yep, Midori is a magic school graduate but he's still under age and under the influence of his guardian. Things work differently in Japan, as I'll eventually get around to explaining.

HarrySirius Fan – Dumbledore has no idea it's Harry. The Dursley's claimed he ran off and Dumbles is too stupid to connect dots. Dumbledore just thinks Midori is a kid he can manipulate and has no clue that this will be his downfall.

Just a note. I know all of the last chapters have been people's names, no it's not a trend I'm going to stick too, just an accident.

Also something I thought you all might enjoy, I was looking to see if Midori is actually a name and guess what? It is, just a girls name. We all had a good laugh over that and I hope you do too.