I do not own Harry Potter or Carrie. In this chapter we go into the deeper magics not often mentioned in the books. Carrie finally reaches Hogwarts.

Chapter 12: What Dreams May Come P1

"What dreams may come when we have shuffled off this mortal coil."

-William Shakespear in his tragedy 'Hamlet.'

Carrie's POV

It had been a long day, one filled with many wonders. For the first time in her life she didn't feel like a freak, like she fit in. She had a cunning and handsome escort in Tom and a wisened figure in Dumbledore. But the wonders hand only just begun! They found the older wizard quickly after Knockturn Alley, buying several bags of candy. Carrie said "Are you planning on replacing Santa Clause and the Easter Bunny this year? Of course you do laugh and shak like a bow full of jelly..." Tom lost it, laughing so hard tears threatened. She decided she wanted to see him do that as much as possible before it was time for him to take up his mantle. Dumbloedore's eyes sparkled and laughed gently. "Who said I didn't buy it all for me? I'm packing on in preparation of beciming the next wiazrd/sumo wrestling sensation!" he replied jovially. She loast it then, her and Tom having to hold on to one another to keep from falling they were laughing so hard. It was just the image those words conjured!

Her face wen tstrawberry red when she noticed. When they finally managed to compose themselves they started a way from the store and headed back towards the Leaky Cauldron. They needed to get the platform at King's Station at 6:30 pm. It was a short walk, and Carrie did not feel as affected by the magic when she entered this time, though she could feet it as it moved through her. Her body was becoming desentized to the energy. "I want to call a cab for us, if that's alright. I think we will make better time that way. And besides when was the last time you rode in a auto vehicle Professor?" she suggested. "You don't want to know young one! Sounds good to me! What do you think Tom?" he asked. "Anything to get back, I'm starving and exhausted! TO think we have to start immediately tommor!" he answered. He did look tired and drawn, but Carrie knew it was more than simply the long day. Bot of them were still pondering on the words of the strange Madam Wode, and he had to think on how to find time to teach her the darker elements of magic without anyone discovering them.

"Very well! Do not fret to much my boy! I'm having the house elves give us a hearty brekfast, and we'll start easy, with a tour of the grounds. Some of the teachers will be there to help. Professor Slughorn is interested, and I have been pulling some strings over at Lundgrom's Academy of High Sorcery to lend us the young Magus Malfoy to come now and then to help us." he said. Carrie held her hand up and hailed a cab, her and Tom taking the back seat while Dumbledore took the front. She used her newly found connection to him to talk silently. "Maugs? Is he related to..." "Yes, be care with him! He and Abraxas are thick as thieves. I need Abraxas, but I don't trust him as far as I can throw him! Magus is the genius, he completed Hogwarts at 13 breaking all the school records. He wold be an incredible aid, and a help with what we need to go over that won't be taught by the school." he said. "A genius, sounds interesting. Yet I'll use caution with him. We can only let on so much. I don't even want to shar with Daedaulus about... that night, till it's time." she replied.

"No that has to wait. Now where are we going is filled to the brim with magic that goes back to the Dark Ages. The grounds are surrounded with wards magic in all it's forms. I don't know how Hogwart's will effect you till you can adjust. Do you think you can build a shield for it, just for tonight?" he asked, chaing the subject. "I don't know, I never tried. When we get on the train, I'll talk to Dumbledore about it. He may be able to help. I also need to know if he intends on being the one in control of the time-turner." she answered. They continued to talk, Tom getting excited as he described the schoo to her again, when the cab stopped in front of King's Station. It was a grand place, far more crouded then American train stations because everyone just took planes. The entry way was an arch, and it was made out of pleasant brick. The floor was shined and shops were here and there. Dumbledore stopped fo rthe muggle Times and bought her and Tom cokes. They arrived 30 minutes early, so they sat on the bench between the invisable platform they needed to reach.

"My dear, this will be far different from anything you ever known before. Everything will be different. There is no televison, and no one generally gets a room to themselves. Everything, even the pictures on the walls have a life unto themselves. It will take some getting use to. That is why we will take a tour of the grounds tomorrow. We have a lot of ground to cover in your magical education in a short time, even with the time0turner as an aid, so you will need to be able to fully concentrate on your studies." Professor Dumbledore told her. "I understand. I didn't expect this to be easy. I only wish I could express how grateful I am to both of you, for everything! You have no idaw aht you have given me!" teears fell as she looked at bouth of them. So much had changed! Tom had sazved her. This place was saving her. "I wish it could have been sooner! TO think I could of lost you to that crazy/" Tom started when Dumbledore raised his hand, his eyes filled with saness as he grasped Carrie's hands and squeezed them.

"That is in the past dear child. You need to think on it no more! No one blames you for what happened. You are safe now, in the hallowed halls of Hogwarts, no harm shall come to you!" he promised. Tom offered his handkerchief to her to wipe her eyes. The clock turned to 6:30 pm, so they all stood. Carrie was grateful Tom had shrunk everything. It would have been a nightmare to get that on and off the train! Dumdore went first, and Carrie held back a gasp as he waked through the ninth platform .Tom held her hand as they approached. "Some how, that never gets old!" he siad, flashing a small smirk before they walked through together. TO Carrie it felt momentarily as if she were walking through really resistant jello. They were greeted with the sight of the Hogwarts Express, a long, red, impressive machine made in the older model of trains. The lettering announcing the machine's name was painted in gold. The magic was subtle here, soft, gentle. Carrie breathed it in, smiling. "Well are you going to gape all day?" Tom asked.

"I would, if I fle tlike it." she answered, a playful challenge in her tone that caused him to shake his head. She followed him on, keeping her shoulder bag with her. Most of the train was filled with supplies, as it was highly unusal for stdents to be at the school over the summer. They chose a compartment close to the front, and all of them slumped in their seats.