It was night. Micah couldn't get himself to fall asleep. He kept thinking about his powers, and about what might come. He couldn't stand it anymore! He had to tell somebody! Anybody! At this point, he was willing to tell Malfoy, just to get it out! Everybody knew he needed to tell somebody. His imaginary girlfriend apparently didn't work, and so the resorted to Dumbledore. He probably should know anyways. So, one day during free period, they ran into Dumbledore.
" Hello. I need to talk to you 8 now. Come with me."
He said. He took them up to his office.
"As you all know, some, eh, strange things have been happening to you lately. Hearing voices, I presume. Anyways, "
But he was interupted by Reena.
"If I may,"
"We know we're the Hogwarts 8, but we were finding it very difficult to find, the chosen one. We know our jobs, but we need to how to help him, or her."
Dumbledore stood there shocked.
"Well, I must say Reena, you are one of the smartest girls that I have met in a very long time. The chosen one is Harry Potter, but you mustn't tell anyone. I only told you, because of you're extraordinary powers. When you come of age, and you have discovered powers, we have a special place for you, so you won't disturb anyone, so tell me immediately when it happens, understood?"
They nodded there heads in agreement.
"Then be off."