*after a year*
Adam sat in the window seat of a compartment.
Through the window he could see trees and valley pass by.
There was a boy with brown hair opposite him.
Last year was exhausting.
He wrote a book on magic's origin.
Theories of its origin,
charms and enchantment used in things we see in daily life such as newspaper, mirror,bus, floo and so on.
The book was a hit In England.
It was published in foreign too.
After the success of his book.
He started his travel.
His dad told that it was best to do some traveling, meet talanted people, see the world you are addressing or something like that.
He also arranged Mr patil to travel with Add, which was a huge help in meeting some great professionals since he himself was one.
Adam had also wrote his second book on magical technology.
But his father told not to publish that one.
Not for the next 3,4 years.
He said something along the line that powerful magician doesn't usually have good personalities like Dumbledore.
Speaking of Dumbledore, they had met. After his book was published Dumbledore came to meet him.
They just talked.
When he was about to leave
He asked :"is there anything you want to tell me?"
Adams knew it wasn't right to tell him what the future has. But wanted that mess out of him... he didn't know enough to save everyone, and he also know enough to feel responsible. There was no one else he could talk about it.
So Adam told everything he knew about the Harry potter series.
Actually Adam hadn't read the series.
It was his brother who was obsessed with them.
He knew the story from him and he had seen shorts and such.
Dumbledore didn't commet.
Which made him ask : " doesn't it bother you that you are character in a book written by someone..?? "
He was silent for a moment.
Then he asked :
"And what made you think that you are not the same.. a character in someone's book.."
" .... "
" Adam...the thing is... it doesn't matter..."
Then he flicked he finger a small fire appeared in his hand.
" Then he asked who did this...? "
"You"
"Yes... me. The only thing that matters is that i am responsible for the things I do, so is you and all others.."
after that day adam started to get classes on advanced olcumentery.
He had many interviews and gathering too. Totally exhausting.
What that means now is .....
He not in the mood to socialize now.
So he sat there silently, relaxed, looking out, enjoying the constant sight.
The boy across him looked like he wanted to talk ....
and adam looked like
'please don't talk to me'
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It was awkward at first but then it was okay. The brown haired boy started reading a book and adam continued his sight seeing.
Then the trolly came.
"Anything from the trolly...?"
A middle aged women asked.
"Nothing please..."
both said.
And returned to what they were doing.
As darkness covered the sky they reached their destination.
They changed into the robe and got out of the train.
In the sea of the little heads the gatekeeper was calling for first years.
they walked to him.
As they followed him to the river they saw their first sight of hogwards.....