Written In The Stars -[Harry Potter xFem!Oc]

Chapter Two: A Family Story.

Dumbledore.

Her father's last name.

She came out from behind her mother's arm and stood there, attentive. The old man had to be something of her, for the looks of it he could be her grandfather, but she couldn't see a resemblance. Maybe an uncle? Why was he there?

"Goodmorning," The man had a deep stare that Mel felt she had seen before, "I supposed you don't know who I am"

"I don't," She apologized, "but you must be family"

"I am your great-uncle," He smiled, "of course, I'm less greater than what the name leads to believe"

"It's time?" Her mother asked behind her, the man nodded silently, "This is not how I had planned to tell her."

"Mum?"

"When were you going to tell her, if I can ask? I know you got her letter a week ago," Dumbledore replied calmly, "I thought you would find relief on my support"

"I don't," The woman replied in an angry whisper.

"What are you going to explain to me?" Mel insisted.

"I'm here as more than a relative," Her uncle turned to her, "I'm here as your Professor."

"Professor?"

"You'll turn eleven in a week," He continued, "you're ready to start your first year at the school where I work"

"I'm not going to the same school as Harry?" She looked back at her mom, who was deadly quiet.

"This is for you," Dumbledore continued, handing her a letter.

Mel read quietly.

'Miss M. Dumbledore,

The first room on the left

5, Privet Drive,

Little Whinging,

SURREY'

She flipped the letter, it had a logo: Hogwarts. 

The girl ripped the envelope.

'Dear Miss Dumbledore,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry...'

Witchcraft and Wizardry.

This was surely a joke.

A witch? She couldn't be one, witches weren't real! She was just a clumsy kid... but... this could mean that she did throw that piece of cake to Dudley without touching it, and that made her feel proud.

"Mum?" Mel looked up, "What is this?"

"This is not right," Her mother shook her head, "this is private, Albus."

"I'm sure you feel that way, Emily," Dumbledore nodded, "but as you know, Mel is the last Dumbledore, and it's the first witch in my family in a long time. I'm sure you understand-"

"I understand that I'm not even free to decide how I'll tell my kid about her families' gifts," Her mum replied, "I'm sorry, you'll understand why this upsets me. I've been protecting Mel since she was a baby and you decide to appear unannounced..."

"I see why you're upset," Dumbledore agreed, "I'll go now if that's what you want"

Emily stood up and left it to her daughter so she could sit with him.

"There's no point. I'll make tea, you can tell Mel why you're here"

"It says I'm going to a school of Witchcraft and Wizardry," Mel slowly sat in front of the man, thinking that maybe she was dreaming, "is it real?"