12: The Letter

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Dear my future children or person reading this,
I am Andora Graves and if you are reading this you have came of age and its time for you to find out the truth or you where snooping Around fond this letter. I was adopted by my father's friend Albus Dumbledore. Growing up I never knew who my own parents where.. where they still alive? Where they dead? I never knew.. until I finally asked Albus who they where during my 6th year at Hogwarts.. I didn't expect my father to be one of the most wanted wizards of all time Gellert Grindelwald... he killed many people and I didn't want to believe what i was hearing was true.. Albus had told me my mother was a American witch who had joined his cause for the grater good but when she fell pregnant she knew she wouldn't of been able to keep me due to fear of my father killing me. She had contacted Dumbledore to give me up.. she traveled far just to give birth to me in England when time was ready. You could say i was hit in the face with a blugers bat in the face with this information. I kept this information to myself until now.
- sincerely Andora

"My grandfather is Grindelwald" stated Adeline dropping her arm to her side gripping the parchment tight in her hands crumpling the paper with force. "I wasn't expecting that from Andora" stated Sirius. He felt like he shouldn't know this information. "A shocker yes.. but is private information" exclaimed Dumbledore flicking his wand to pick up the news clippings of his old friend and the box that had held them. "Does my father know" questioned Adeline, placing the letter into the box that Dumbledore held. "He possibly could" he answered making sure he said the right thing. "Is he alive" asked Adeline to Dumbledore. Sirius quickly jumped into the the conversation "I'm gonna go check on Remus.. pretty sure he needs something by now. he has been knocked out since the birds started to chirp" stated Sirius quickly making sure he disappeared before the young witch went off on Dumbledore. "He is and is sickly" exclaimed Albus Dumbledore. He had updates owled to him of his old buddy every week, you could say Dumbledore still cares for the man. A door slowly closed a floor below them. "Andora felt very betrayed that I didn't tell her who father was sooner" answered Dumbledore reliving that very moment when he had told Andora about her father. " I would of too, if i knew my father was one of the wizarding worlds darkest wizards" addressed Aldine a bit ticked towards the old man. She knew how it was to live with a father who was absent for her whole life, she began to wonder why her mother had chosen her father. "If you really want to know more about who your grandfather is if you get a wild hair to find him, just don't go alone to visit and find his location.. that place is cold and filled with despair. It can make a sane person go mad with in minuets" Dumbledore stated to Adeline. She reminded Dumbledore so much of Andora, he can see a little bit of her in Adeline. "I don't have that wild hair yet to go find this old man, but who knows when i will but currently at this moment, i have to keep a watch on viktor" she answered to Dumbledore making the wand movements for reducio to shrink down the box that dumbledore held so she could take it with her. "Ahh the quidditch player i see.. ive heard a few things about him" stated albus  with a grin. "Im pretty sure he could win against your two champions Sir but i must be off" responded Adeline, making her way down the many stairs before she apparated to the outskirts of Hogwarts since she couldn't apparate inside the ground of the school.

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