Prologue
It happens simultaneously. Their eyes meet. Gellert is the first to look away. Both feel something new but neither knows how to act upon it. They return to their research, trying to shake the same thoughts out of their head. Albus tries to hide a flush face and opens a new book. Mutually begin to think, what is happening? Could this happen to me? Could I really fall in love?
A/N: Hello! I'm back and I hope you enjoyed the prologue. This story may take more time then usual for me to upload. Also, this story is practice for third person writing so any critiques are welcomed and appreciated, as long as they're not flames.
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Pastry~