Angel and Connor were by the reception desk in the lobby of the Hyperion hotel. There was a large envelope on the counter and Angel was busy reading the response letter he received from Hogwarts, while Connor sat on the counter.
"Okay, so it says here, that we need to touch the port key enclosed to reach our destination," Angel read.
"What's a port key?" Connor questioned as Angel dumped the contents of the envelope on the counter and a plaid sock fell out.
"Apparently that," Angel said slightly confused.
"Hmm, I thought it would be more key like. O well what are you waiting for, touch it."
"Why do I have to touch it?"
"Well, I'm not gonna do it."
"Fine. Why don't we touch it at the same time?"
"Okay, on the count of 3."
"One."
"Two."
"Three," they exclaimed in unison as they touched the sock. Everything around them started to fade away and they felt as though the ground dropped from under them as the abyss surrounding them began to spin. Then suddenly they stopped short and Connor fell forward on his hands and knees. Angel was still standing but he was a little shaky.
They were outside. It was dark and they were standing on a cobble stone street, directly in front of an old building. The building beared the sign The Leaky Cauldron. They looked at each other picked up their bags and entered, without saying another word. Angel walked up to the bar and was about to ask what’s going on when a witch in dark purple velvet robes came up to him.
"Are you here for the meeting?" She asked.
"Umm, I'm not sure. I was sent this port key and I think I'm suppose to meet someone named Dumbdoor or maybe its Dumbledin, no that's not it ummm." Angel stated as he began to babble. Connor shook his head and the witch held up her hand in response as though to silence him.
"Say no more. Follow me." she said. Cautiously Angel and Connor followed her up the small set of stairs hidden in the back of the shop. As they were walking up the stairs the witch said over her shoulder, "The meeting is being held in one of the private rooms upstairs. Professor Dumbledore thought it would be for the best."
"Dumbledore that’s his name," Angel saidas though he had finally found the answer to a question he has be trying to answer for ages rather then one he has been contemplating for only a few minutes.
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Author's note: Sorry this one isn't as long as the first but I'm really going to try to keep this story going. I have a basic story arc in my head so it shouldn't be too hard. Please R&R. Thanks to those of you that did.
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