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Prompt #533 – Exorcism – Patience – slashluv18 – Harry Potter
Title: Broomstick
Fandom: Harry Potter
Prompts: #533 – Exorcism
Warnings: None
Pairings: Albus/Gellert
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 837
Summary: Albus remembers his life.
Albus stared up at the ceiling of his office. He had spent so much time in this one room.
His eyes moved from the ceiling over to the bookcase that was overflowing with books. And then his eyes shifted down to his pale hands. They were wrinkled and weak looking; the curse of the ring was slowly killing him.
He knew, one way or another, he would be dead by the end of the year.
He swallowed back the tears. Death wasn't the end. It was like what he told everyone around him. Death was the next big adventure.
His mind went over some of his memories. Thinking about them almost felt like an exorcism—dispelling all of his inner demons.
He thought back to his first day of school.
The current Headmaster had allowed him to use the Floo to call home.
"Hey, mom," Albus greeted, while he stared at the floating face of Kendra Dumbledore.
"How was school today?" Kendra asked. There was a small smile on her face, but Albus could tell how forced it was.
"It was the worst day of my life, what do you think?" Albus bitterly replied.
"Albus," Kendra gently chided.
Albus sighed. "Sorry, Mom. I can't help but worry about you and Ariana. I should be there to take care of the two of you."
"What you should be doing is getting your education," Kendra refuted.
And no matter how Albus felt, Kendra wouldn't let him wallow in his guilt. "Tell, Ariana that I love her."
"I will," Kendra promised.
Albus allowed the memory to wash over him. It was the first time he was away from Ariana since she was injured, and it tore him up on the inside.
He then remembered meeting Gellert Grindelwald. Even from the beginning, Albus was completely taken by the other wizard.
Albus felt his breath catch at the sight of the thinly muscled boy flying in the air like a majestic eagle. Blond hair flew around the boy and a happy smile touched the most sensual lips Albus had ever seen.
When the other boy finally landed, he opened his eyes, and dark blue eyes clashed with Albus's lighter blue ones.
With a broomstick in his hand, Gellert practically beamed. "Hello, I'm Gellert Grindelwald."
"Albus Dumbledore," he numbly replied, and he just knew his life was forever changed by the meeting.
And changed it was. Gellert was everything Albus aspired to be. He was charismatic and driven. He could be intense, but the only person who didn't seem to like him was Aberforth. Gellert had a confidence about him that Albus did his best to emulate, but he was sure it was seriously lacking in comparison.
And when Gellert began talking about plans to make the world a better place, Albus couldn't help but agree.
He thought about his beautiful, sweet, and innocent sister. A young girl attacked by Muggles because she was different. And all he wanted to do was to protect her and the rest of his family, not to mention, make sure no other magical person was ever attacked because of the magic they were born with.
There might be some deaths in the process, but it was all for the greater good.
And then things changed again.
Albus blushed when Gellert gave him a shrewd look. "What?" he asked.
Gellert tilted his head. "Are you jealous of the witch that flirted with me?"
"No, of course not. Why would I be?"
Gellert smiled. "Why indeed? Because you have no reason to be jealous." He leaned forward and pressed is lips against Albus's cheek in a simple kiss.
Albus's heart fluttered.
They never talked about the kiss, and there was never another one. But Albus was sure Gellert returned his feelings, especially with how often Gellert chose to touch him.
The former Durmstrang student just wasn't ready to admit it, but that was okay. They had all the time in the world, right?
Wrong.
Things got horrible, and Albus was forced to duel a man he had fallen in love with because somewhere along the line, what Albus had once thought was a noble plan, changed. His sister was dead, and Albus realized he could no longer blindly follow Gellert.
And when Gellert was imprisoned in Nurmengard, Albus told himself he would never go and see the other man again.
Of course, Albus remembered he did go one time.
'It's just to get closure,' Albus told himself. He did his best to keep an impassive face at the sight of the broken wizard within the cell. "Goodbye," he whispered, turning away.
"Albus," Gellert's soft voice stopped him.
"Yes?"
"I do love you."
"I know, and I love you as well."
And that being the truth made everything so much worse.
And now, Albus would soon be leaving the world. He knew Gellert was still alive. 'Maybe I can pay him one last visit before it's too late. Tell him I still love him even after all these years. Maybe...'
Fandom: Harry Potter
Prompts: #533 – Exorcism
Warnings: None
Pairings: Albus/Gellert
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 837
Summary: Albus remembers his life.
Albus stared up at the ceiling of his office. He had spent so much time in this one room.
His eyes moved from the ceiling over to the bookcase that was overflowing with books. And then his eyes shifted down to his pale hands. They were wrinkled and weak looking; the curse of the ring was slowly killing him.
He knew, one way or another, he would be dead by the end of the year.
He swallowed back the tears. Death wasn't the end. It was like what he told everyone around him. Death was the next big adventure.
His mind went over some of his memories. Thinking about them almost felt like an exorcism—dispelling all of his inner demons.
He thought back to his first day of school.
The current Headmaster had allowed him to use the Floo to call home.
"Hey, mom," Albus greeted, while he stared at the floating face of Kendra Dumbledore.
"How was school today?" Kendra asked. There was a small smile on her face, but Albus could tell how forced it was.
"It was the worst day of my life, what do you think?" Albus bitterly replied.
"Albus," Kendra gently chided.
Albus sighed. "Sorry, Mom. I can't help but worry about you and Ariana. I should be there to take care of the two of you."
"What you should be doing is getting your education," Kendra refuted.
And no matter how Albus felt, Kendra wouldn't let him wallow in his guilt. "Tell, Ariana that I love her."
"I will," Kendra promised.
Albus allowed the memory to wash over him. It was the first time he was away from Ariana since she was injured, and it tore him up on the inside.
He then remembered meeting Gellert Grindelwald. Even from the beginning, Albus was completely taken by the other wizard.
Albus felt his breath catch at the sight of the thinly muscled boy flying in the air like a majestic eagle. Blond hair flew around the boy and a happy smile touched the most sensual lips Albus had ever seen.
When the other boy finally landed, he opened his eyes, and dark blue eyes clashed with Albus's lighter blue ones.
With a broomstick in his hand, Gellert practically beamed. "Hello, I'm Gellert Grindelwald."
"Albus Dumbledore," he numbly replied, and he just knew his life was forever changed by the meeting.
And changed it was. Gellert was everything Albus aspired to be. He was charismatic and driven. He could be intense, but the only person who didn't seem to like him was Aberforth. Gellert had a confidence about him that Albus did his best to emulate, but he was sure it was seriously lacking in comparison.
And when Gellert began talking about plans to make the world a better place, Albus couldn't help but agree.
He thought about his beautiful, sweet, and innocent sister. A young girl attacked by Muggles because she was different. And all he wanted to do was to protect her and the rest of his family, not to mention, make sure no other magical person was ever attacked because of the magic they were born with.
There might be some deaths in the process, but it was all for the greater good.
And then things changed again.
Albus blushed when Gellert gave him a shrewd look. "What?" he asked.
Gellert tilted his head. "Are you jealous of the witch that flirted with me?"
"No, of course not. Why would I be?"
Gellert smiled. "Why indeed? Because you have no reason to be jealous." He leaned forward and pressed is lips against Albus's cheek in a simple kiss.
Albus's heart fluttered.
They never talked about the kiss, and there was never another one. But Albus was sure Gellert returned his feelings, especially with how often Gellert chose to touch him.
The former Durmstrang student just wasn't ready to admit it, but that was okay. They had all the time in the world, right?
Wrong.
Things got horrible, and Albus was forced to duel a man he had fallen in love with because somewhere along the line, what Albus had once thought was a noble plan, changed. His sister was dead, and Albus realized he could no longer blindly follow Gellert.
And when Gellert was imprisoned in Nurmengard, Albus told himself he would never go and see the other man again.
Of course, Albus remembered he did go one time.
'It's just to get closure,' Albus told himself. He did his best to keep an impassive face at the sight of the broken wizard within the cell. "Goodbye," he whispered, turning away.
"Albus," Gellert's soft voice stopped him.
"Yes?"
"I do love you."
"I know, and I love you as well."
And that being the truth made everything so much worse.
And now, Albus would soon be leaving the world. He knew Gellert was still alive. 'Maybe I can pay him one last visit before it's too late. Tell him I still love him even after all these years. Maybe...'