The lover of Draco Malfoy

The strange man, with the silvery beard.

When I wake up, I am not at the police station anymore. Someone had brought me to a compleatly white room, I look at the man sitting beside my bed. He has a silvery beard, and some strange half-moon spectacles.

He stare at me for a second, and
say "were are my manners?, my name is Dumbledore".

Okay..what a weird name, but anyways, the man don't look like he is going to hurt me, or anything.
If he'd wanted to, he could have killed me, or take advances of me a long time ago. I'd been with him, at least a couple of minutes. The man nearly screame power, even though he is old

"I'm Jenine", I answered cheerfully, which is nothing like me. I'm the rude and sappy girl, not the cheerleader type of girl.
"Jenine?, how are you", he asked conserned. Like he cared, people asked that question just to be nice, but I had a feeling, that he might care.
"I'm fine, thank you for asking", I answered. We're came those manners from? I'd never had manners in my whole life. You didn't need good manners, on the street.
"I do care about you", he suddenly said, like he was reading my mind, or somethig.
"Can You read my mind", I asked him.
"No", he answered me, I got the feeling that he was hiding something, but I didn't push the subject.
"Who are you, and what are you doing here?", I asked.
"I'm sorry...I forgot to tell you, but I am the headmaster of Hogwarts, school of witchcraft and wizardry.
"What's that, and why do you tell me about it?", I asked confused.
"It's a school for witches and wizards, and you're a witch", he answered.
"You are wrong", I said, this time I was rude.
He just chuckled, like I didn't insult him, or anything.
"Where is this school you made up", I asked challenging him.
"I cannot tell", he answered.
"I knew it..you lied", I said.
He didn't loose his temper, or anything, he just looked at me with the same mystic glaze.
"Why am I here, by the way?", I asked.
"I bewitched the air, so you fell asleep", he answered.
"Why didn't you fell asleep?", I asked curious.
"I have my methods", he answered simply.
Oh, god this man irritated the crap out of me.
"Are you coming?", he asked.
"What?, where?", I asked as nicely, as I could.
"To the world of wizards, of course", he said.
"Fine", I said moody. Knowing it didn't help, arguing with this weird, old man.
"Take my arm", he said.
I did as he asked me too.
Suddenly I couldn't feel my legs, touching the floor, everything went in to a blurry.