I gasped.  "What?!"  Dumbledore said, "I think you'll understand better if I tell you about your mother and father's past."  He looked at me and I nodded.  He continued.  "Voldemort was born at a Muggle orphanage around 50 years ago.  The muggle police arrived and noticed that his mother was going to have twins.  Your father was still in her stomach, but she died in the impact of having Voldemort.  The police preformed what they call CPR, and the mother came to life, just in time.  Your father was born right when she woke up.  Sadly, his mother only had time to whisper 'Howard Frank Riddle'  and then she started to sweat a lot.  Sometimes, very broken wizards and/or witches, before dying, go crazy.  Your grandmother strangled all of the police, then took out her wand and put a memory charm on everyone in the room.  She died soon after."

"No!"  I sobbed.  Dumbledore said after a pause, "Your father was only one years old when he was adopted by a rich wizard with no children and a short, kind wife.  Your father grew up very spoiled, and when he got invited to Hogwarts, he also got invited to Durmstrang.  He therefore decided to go to Hogwarts, but didn't get sorted into Slytherin like his twin, but Ravenclaw.  He was very smart, and talented, especially with potions.  A trait that was obviously passed down."  Dumbledore's eyes twinkled as he looked at me.

"Now let's tell of your mother's childhood.  As we have already discussed, your mother is a mermaid.  She had no school, and lived in the Hogwarts lake.  She had a kind, generous family, and 46 siblings.  Yes, it is quite a lot, but mermaids have unusually large families compared to humans.  Since she had no dangerous family or twin, her childhood was unknown, as she did a very good job of blending in.  So now I'll move on to how they met."

"Your father was in his fifth year, crying softly for his dead adopted father, who was killed in a car accident.  Your mother-"  "Mum."  I murmured.  He smiled.  "Your mum rose to the surface to see what the crying was about, and she comforted him upon realizing.  It was, as Muggles call, 'love at first sight'.  He came again for her the next day, calling her name.  They met up every single night.  Your father was obsessed with her.  He'd skip his lessons to see her, and every free time he had he used with her."

"They were both very distressed when he left Hogwarts, but your mother persuaded him to bring her to his house.  So he got a big container of water that would fit two grown men, and she swam in.  When he reached his house, he immediately put her in his backyard lake, for she was very ill.   They had a wedding once she got better, but only humans came, because your mother was a disgrace to all mermaids, marrying a human.  Then you were born, and your parents disappeared.  So you went to your father's childhood neighbor's house, and your adoptive father's your geographical father's best friend before he was invited to Hogwarts.  So naturally, you live there."

Dumbledore paused for a moment and said, "Do you understand?"  I nodded.  He responded, "Good, because it's almost nine 'O clock.  Get to bed, chop, chop!"  I stood up.  "Yes, sir."  As I reached for the handle, Dumbledore said, "Wait!"  I turned to him.  "I'm very sorry."  I saw a tear in his eye.  "Your parents were very good, kind people.  The news I gave you was most likely very distressing.  You may go now." I left, running to my common room.  I ignored everyone's Hello's and How are you's and ran to my dorm and cried on my bed.