This Fan Fiction by-Kiki Harry Potter opened a second book and looked down the pages. He turned the page, looking for something that would help him with his homeword in Professor Snape's class, a report of different charms. He felt very very tired. It was about 1:00 A.M. He had been up all night doing homework for his school, Hogwarts, school of witchcraft and wizary. Harry decided to go to sleep for the nihgt. He turned out his light. Suddenly, Harry heard a noise coming fom outside. He set his books down softly, hoping not to wake the Durslys. He quietly opened his window. He saw a face! In the darkness he couldn't see any of the face's features, but he could tell the shape. The face belonged to Ron Weasly! Harry quickly opened the window. He couldn't believe Ron was here! "Ron, you have to be very quiet. The Dursly's would kill me if they found out you were in here!" Harry whispered. "Alright, I'll be quiet." Ron whispered back. "What's up?" Harry asked him. "Why are you here?" "I have very bad news." Ron said. "What is it?" Harry asked him. "Dumbledore has been sick." Ron said to him softly. "And he's old." Ron whispered. Harry thought the pit of his stomach just dropped out. "Ron, has Dumbledore died?" Harry felt he was all choked up. His voice sounded choked up, too. "No, no no." Ron assured him. Harry felt his breathing go back to normal. "Good. But what's wrong with him? Is he sick?" "Yes." Was Ron's reply. "Harry, he's not going to be able to be the headmaster for Hogwarts this year." This time Harry was for sure the bottom of his stomach dropped out. He couldn't believe it! Was Dumbledore really so sick that he couldn't even be the headmaster at Hogwarts? "Ron, did I hear you right? Did you just say that Dumbledore won't be able to be the headmaster this year?" "Yes, Harry, I just said that." "Well then, Who will fill in for him." Harry asked. Ron looked Harry straight in the eye. "That's the worst part." T O B E C O N I N U E D ! ! ! ! !