Believe me, my parents thought I was making a prank when I told them what happened. I don"t blame them. You tell me, do you often hear voices inside your heads?However, when the bell of the house rang, my dad opened the door and saw the black robed man from my visions.
" Greetings Mr. Awada" he said.
My father was bewildered, he didn"t believe his eyes when he saw the man.
When I saw my double, I knew he was different from me in small ways. His pupils were compelety black, you couldn"t even see the reflection of light within them. His hair was also completely black reaching his shoulders. Also there was that ancient aura surrounding him, though he looked like a young bearded man.
He gave me a salute bow while smiling and said, " h.e.l.lo Hasan, I was eager to see you".
I returned back the salute and called my mom to come.
We sat in the guests room around a table. I sat facing the man. I wouldn"t lie to you, I was nervous.
The man spoke after he took a sip from his tea:" Let me introduce myself, I am Richard Dumbledore," he said clamly, " known as the Dark Phoenix or The lord of chaos".
" Cool names", I said.
" Thanks. Anyway I was watching Hasan for the last few months and found his soul was growing more powerful by the second and he is ready to start practicing", he said it like all of us understood what he said.
" What are you talking about?", my mom said.
"What? You are purebloods and don"t know what I am talking about?"
"Umm yeah, and what is a pureblood?" my father asked.
"Oh G.o.d", he sighed, "Okay, let"s start from the beginning and I will explain".
" I am a wizard", he showed us a piece of black wood ( what"s wrong with this guy? All black?) " and this is my wand".
"That explains everything", I said, " You should"ve started from here."
" I hadn"t explained anything", he noted.
" Well you did, if you are saying you are a wizard then I know what a pureblood is".
"You do?" asked my parents at the same time, as if I spoke in another language.
" Yes", I answered, " A pureblood is a person whose parents are both born from wizarding families."
The three looked at me in amazement:" You know stuff", said Richard.
"Books", I continued, " The thing is, none of us had done magic before so how are we purebloods then?"
" You generated from the Hamadan clan in Yemen right? This clan was a powerful wizardry clan that sealed its power in order to save itself from a war."
"War?"
"Long story", he gave me the I-will-tell-you-later look and continued, "anyways, I was expecting you to know about this but apparently the history books don"t say many things".
"Yeah they give us the most boring history".
My parents remained silent all the conversation looking between me and Richard.
" Okay", he said while standing up, " enough for today. I"ll come tomorrow morning to get you to my place. Good night sirs and happy birthday Hasan".
He smiled and then disappeared with a flash.
As soon as Richard was gone my parents turned to me:" You believe him?", my father asked.
"Dad, he just made teleportation in front of you and you still don"t believe?" I asked the obvious question.
Though they didn"t look convinced, I bid them a good night and went to sleep, hoping that this was only a nightmare and I will awake soon.