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Headmaster: ALBUS DUMBLEDORE
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme
Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)
Dear Mr. Potter,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts
School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all
necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall,
Deputy Headmistress
Harry looked up at the man with confusion. He only saw sad blue eyes. Then he felt something. Something odd. Like he was moving and the world was still. He felt things that weren't his and he stiffened and gasped. The old man's eyes were now wide with surprise.
"Harry, have you ever done or seen something odd?" He asked after a moment more of walking away from the Dursleys'.
Harry felt frightened, should he tell the old man, Dumbledore, anything?
"Hogwarts is a school for magic, Harry. It is a place where young wizards and witches go to learn, and hone their abilities." Dumbledore seemed to eye him carefully.
"Magic?" Harry said softly, almost in a whisper.
"That's correct," said Dumbledore, who was looking at him oddly.
Harry met Dumbledore's eyes and his curiosity got the better of him.
The emotions were heavy, worry, guilt and something else he couldn't identify. He saw a handsome boy in a bed with Dumbledore beside him and he heard…
He was back in his body with a wince. Dumbledore gave him a measured look at that.
"I will have to ask you not to do that again, Harry."
He stiffened, was he going back to the Dursleys? He nearly panicked on the spot.
"I'm sorry sir I didn't know…"
"Didn't know others could do it too? I suspect you felt me enter your mind earlier. Just as you felt it then, I felt it when you entered mine. It is possible for wizards to use this talent, called Legilimency, and dive into the thoughts of another. It is also possible for wizards to defend against this." Dumbledore explained slowly.
Dumbledore nodded and smiled slightly but it was almost a grimace. It was unnatural on his wizened face. Harry quietly thanked him again for letting him keep the clothes.
After a moment of walking Dumbledore seemed content to wait for Harry.
"Am I really going to this school?" He asked after reading the letter again. "I don't have any money or an owl. I wouldn't know where to buy any of this." Was he going to have to stay? He was hyperventilating slightly.
"Your parents did not leave you destitute, Harry. You have funds at the wizarding bank, Gringotts. We can purchase your books and school items in Diagon Alley, I can help you find everything there. Clothes too, since I would be loathe to return you to your family, and I doubt you wish to return. Do you have any personal affects you wish to take from your… room?"
Harry shook his head.
"You would help me find everything?" He asked.
"If you wish."
Harry nodded quickly, and Dumbledore seemed to smile in earnest.
They continued to walk, with Harry occasionally asking questions about the wizarding world. Harry asked about his parents, if Dumbledore knew them. Dumbledore told him about a man named Voldemort, who other wizards were afraid to say the name of, and how Harry had survived that night with nothing but a scar upon his forehead.
"Voldemort was destroyed, Halloween night ten years ago. His supporters were arrested and imprisoned. You are quite famous in the wizarding world Harry. There isn't a child that doesn't know your name."
Harry struggled to believe him. How could he be so important? As if knowing what he was thinking Dumbledore continued.
"I must apologize. I didn't know the Dursleys would be so terrible to you. I had thought they would treat you like family
Harry wasn't sure what he meant. As far as he knew, the Dursleys did treat him like family. They couldn't not treat him as family considering he was family. However they treated him was the way family must be treated, almost by definition.
"It's alright, sir. How do your family treat one another?" He asked, before realizing his mistake and apologizing for such a personal question.
Dumbledore seemed to age in those moment. "It's quite alright, young man. I am a Headmaster, and curiosity is a virtue we seek to encourage."
There was a pause as they turned a street corner.
"Was that boy, the one you were thinking about, was he like me too?"
Dumbledore smiled softly.
"No, I don't believe so."
Harry felt confused, but that appeared to be becoming the norm by this point, so he let it drop.
"Are you prepared to depart?"
Harry nodded, smiling brightly.
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