One Stone Changes So Many Lives - Book 3/10

Chapter 19 - Discoveries in January

Professor Dumbledore and Aberforth never did tell me about their discussion. Adults have this thing about protecting kids from the real world. It's like they seem to think we can't handle the truth or something. As far as I'm concerned I am not a child. When I told Fred and George all about what happened in the Three Broomsticks, they said they wouldn't be surprised if there was more weird stuff about me.

"I mean come on Sab! You're related to Albus freakin' Dumbledore and Harry bloody Potter! - " Fred began.

" – And you can change into any animal you want with a wiggle of your nose. Plus being the best in class at practically every subject - " George continues.

" – Except History of Magic. You still pass every exam and piece of homework in it, yet you sleep through every single lesson! I still don't know how you get away with it!" Fred finishes – My cheeks are very warm right now. They both laugh at how embarrassed I am.

"It sounds cool when you say it all like that but......what if I'm some ticking time bomb! That when I get older I will just explode, wiping out everyone I love out or something!?" I say quickly, growing frightened at the idea.

"You won't! You're too brilliant to let yourself be pushed about by something like that. Even if you were some bomb.....whatever that is.....we'd still love you just as much" George finishes, smiling at me. I smile back and grab them both for tight hug. No matter what happens to me, as long as I have them - nothing could ever be that bad.

As the holidays drew to a close, everyone began to return back to school. I couldn't wait. It meant that I was going to meet the famous Alchemist, Nicholas Flamel, himself. I couldn't believe how lucky I was - How many people can say that Nicholas Flamel, wanted to meet you!?

I made my way up the Gargoyle corridor towards the statue and froze – I don't know the new password. I ran my fingers through my hair looking around, trying to think of the password. That's when the stone Gargoyle statue opened one of its eyes.

"Hello?" I ask cautiously.

"Who are you?" The statue asks, in its deep voice.

"Sabrina" I reply quickly – I must be made! I'm talking to a statue made of stone! - Mind you this is Hogwarts, and stranger things have happened.

"Hmm......I only open for Dumbledore. Go away you silly girl" he replies disapprovingly.

"Wait! I am a Dumbledore" I say loudly.

"Hmm....in that case you should be able to answer a question, which only a Dumbledore would know" he explains.

I nod in response – It's worth a shot.

"How old is Albus Dumbledore?" the Gargoyle asks sneering at me in satisfaction.

"That's easy" I reply.

The Gargoyle smile drops immediately.

"He is currently 110 years old. However in the summer he will turn 111" I finish smiling.

"Err....Correct. Please come through Miss Dumbledore"

"Thank you. But can you only call me by my first name, please" I reply sweetly "Not everyone knows who I am".

"Of course.....Sabrina" he replies, standing sideways to reveal the winding staircase. I climb up and knock lightly on the door.

"Come in Sabrina" Dumbledore calls.

I walk in and shut the door behind me, before making my over to his desk. There is another man sitting opposite Dumbledore, who I assume is Nicholas Flamel. His white-grey hair falls down to his shoulders, and flicks out at the tips. His matching white-grey beard, just covers his neck and flicks out in all directions. His dark brown eyes watch me, as I sit down next to him.