Chapter 03 - Albus Dumbledore meets Faragonda
Albus watched as the kindest and most courageous, kind hearted person he had ever met walked out of his office door. He couldn't help but think when he looked at Harry that the boy was more and more like his parents every day. He sighed and stood up from his chair to make his way to a part of the castle that neither a student or teacher had seen in over 100 years. This part of the castle was kept hidden and was only known to the headmasters and headmistresses of the school. As he approached an ancient portrait he could hear snippets and pieces of light joyful talking between the inhabitants of the portrait and shivered slightly as he heard the snake tongue coming from one of their mouths.
"... Oh Sal, stop threatening Godric with your snakes"
"~I don't think so Helga. Godric stop messing with my snakes before they bite you~"
"...I'm not hurting them Sal, just having a bit of fun"
"~Well when they bite you, don't come crying to me~"
Rowena laughed at her three friends. She was the first one to notice the old man, who came walking towards their portrait, and greeted him with a smile and kind words.
"Hello there, headmaster," With her words the other three Hogwarts founders went silent and turned to the one approaching them.
"Good evening Lady Ravenclaw, and to you as well Lady Hufflepuff and to you two as well Lord Slytherin and Lord Gryffindor"
Lady Hufflepuff smiled at the headmaster and asked, "What can we do for you today, headmaster?" „My dear Lady, I am looking for an old landscape painting that is a portkey to the Alfea, school for fairies. We seem to have a young fairy in our midst, which needs to be trained. And I need to speak to the current headmistress of the school"
Without any prompting Salazar left his portrait to search of what the headmaster searched within the room they guarded.
"So from what blood line does the young fairy come from?" Gryffindor asked, Albus smiled at the Lion's house founder, "well Lord Gryffindor he comes from the Potter bloodline, the last remaining Potter after the attack from the last remaining Slytherin," At that moment Salazar made his way back into the portrait and snorted at the headmasters words, "The boy might been of my blood line but he was no kin to me. Heck, I think I would claim the Potter boy as my blood line before that worthless piece of magic." Dumbledore raised his eyebrow and thought, 'Well that's something to think about, how historically correct were the history books about the founder of the Slytherin house?" But that was something Albus knew that he would have to ponder another time.
"So Lord Slytherin, were you able to find the portrait I seek?" Dumbledore asked. "Yes, I was. It is in the very back of the room" Dumbledore was pleased to note that Lord Slytherin had calmed down enough not to speak in parseltongue. Dumbledore said a quick "thank you" to the man before giving the four the passwords to get into the room of hidden treasures.
"As one should be strong and brave, they must be also true of heart, to be able to hold the mantle of the lion," he continued on to the next, "Books are great, knowledge is good, but if you can't see the natural knowledge around you and your being, you are left as an empty shell of what you could be. The heart of gold is just as kind as the heart of love, which comes from the mind. To be sly and cunning is to show the strength that no one knows."
As soon as he finished giving the very, very long password the portrait of the four founders opened into a giant room. It was tall enough that a full grown giant could stand perfectly straight in there with still having at least a foot of headroom, the walls were made out of the type of white marble that only the goblins knew how to mine. Dumbledore made his way to the back of the room and found under an old preserved white linen sheet, a picture frame ornate with silver and gold with tiny flowers and fairies on its surface. The landscape painting inside the frame was of a pink castle with blue roofing tiles surrounded by the color pinkish purplish stonewall with a silver braided gate. Dumbledore slowly placed his hand against the painting and closed his eyes to visualize himself melting into the artwork to materialize into the lush forest, which surrounded the castle. After a sensation similar to apparition Dumbledore opened his eyes and found his self standing in the same the forest what was seen in the painting. As he made his way to the castle he began to hum a tune.
Meanwhile at Alfea school for fairies, a silent alarm was going off in the headmistress is office saying that somebody was approaching the school, at this time the headmistress was having a meeting with her deputy head Griselda, „Griselda," the headmistress said, "Will you go down and greet our guest and escort him back here to my office please?" The headmistress asked her deputy head who stood up and made her way to the schools front gate to await their visitor.
As Dumbledore approached the gates of Alfea he saw a rather stern looking woman that reminded him of his own deputy head mistress Minerva, "Greetings" he said to the Lady on the other side of the gate, „I am looking for the headmistress of this school. You wouldn't happen be her, would you?" he asked the Lady.
"No I am not the headmistress. I am Griselda and the deputy head mistress. May I ask who you might be?" Griselda asked with a glare.
"My apologies dear Lady, please excuse my behavior, I am headmaster Albus Dumbledore, headmaster of Hogwarts, school of witchcraft and wizardry on earth."
If Griselda wasn't used to wearing a stony mask to hide her emotions her eyes would've been the size of dinner plates. 'Witches and wizards were living on earth? Was that even possible?' Griselda thought to herself, "What is it that you wish to see the headmistress about?" She wanted to know.
"One of my students has come into a fairy inheritance, and we are not equipped to teach him how to use his new fairy abilities. So I wish to discuss with the headmistress about enrolling the boy into your school this upcoming school year."
Again Griselda eyes would've grown extremely huge with that bit of information. A male fairy! How long has it been since there was a fairy on earth? Scratch that, how long has it been since there was a male fairy? And she was willing to bet that the boy is a submissive as well.Griselda nodded to herself before undoing the magic of the gate and letting this other headmaster into her school and led him to the headmistress office.
When the two got to the headmistress office they found her standing with her back facing towards them gazing out the window. Griselda cleared her throat and the headmistress turned around and greeted her guest, "Welcome to you sir," she said with a smile, "and how may I help you this fine summer day?" while she asked she ushered him into a seat across from her desk.
Albus introduced himself to the headmistress of Alfea, who introduce herself as Faragonda, after pleasantries were exchange and they each had a cup of tea in their hands, he explained about Harry and his situation.
Faragonda listened attentively to what the wizard headmaster had to say. She found it fascinating that the fairy blood had landed so well with the wizard blood that the boy's wings were literally in his back. There was one question she had to ask know, "Mr. Dumbledore-," she started.
"Please, call me Albus," he said, "Okay then Albus, is Harry a submissive fairy? Can you tell?" she asked
Albus pressed his lips together as he thought about it. "He might been a little shy when I spoke to him last, but even before his inheritance he was a bit shy, so he might be a submissive, I don't really know. I haven't had to deal with a lot of fairies and my time to know them was very rare. As I told you, I'm pretty sure Harry's family the Potter's were one of the last or the last family to marry into a fairy blood line."
The headmistress nodded at her guest words and answered, „Okay then, we'll have to wait and see when he gets here. I'll be happy to have young Harry attend my school" "Will you be the one dropping him off?" she asked.
Dumbledore nodded and stood up, stretching his arm out to shake the headmistress hand. "Okay, then we will see you both on September 2nd," and with that Albus Dumbledore made his way back out to the forest to make his way back home and to get everything settled for his young student. When the door closed behind the wizard headmaster Griselda turned to Faragonda and asked, "What do you think about this boy? Do you think he's a submissive?" The only answer she received was a thoughtful expression on Faragondas face.