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A/N- Oneshot. Possibly AUish. Let me know what you think.
-1946-
Dear Gellert,
It has been a lonely six months without you here. I hate what power has done to you. I hate you. Loath what you have made me. Cunning, manipulative, bitter. Lonely. But it had to end. Hurting the innocence to stay on top is wrong, it's unforgivable. You were my best friend; how then did you become my greatest enemy? I am afraid of little Gellert, but also much. I was afraid to hurt you, but terrified to shrink my duty to the wizarding and muggle worlds. I was afraid to be alone. I am still afraid of being alone. Of growing old alone. Prison will change you, devastate you. You will never be the same. I, too, will never be the same.
-1950-
Dear Gellert,
It has been five years now. I miss your companionship. I hope you understand, Gellert. For 'the Greater Good' was not good enough for me. I lo..I miss you.
-1955-
Dear Gellert,
It is 1955. Ten years. Ten. I know you are in no state to comprehend this, Azkaban has made you quite mad, but I loathe what I did to you. I had to protect them, Gel. I could not just sit back and let you cause so much damage anymore. My love blinded me to your actions and I was scared. Scared that I would lose you. But it had to end. I am sorry, Gellert.
-1970-
Dearest Gellert,
It has been so long since I have seen you. Longer still since I have written. It took me years to come to this point. Twenty-five years. I am afraid that darkness has started to take over our world again. This darkness is much worse than before, Gellert, and I almost wish that you were here with me, to help me. It will get worse. I am not sure I can stop the evil this time.
-1981-
Dear Gellert,
I was right. I could not stop the evil. I lost many students, many friends, throughout this wizarding war. I did not stop the darkness, the man behind all the evil. However, a mere babe did. A young boy who was protected by love stopped the evil, at least temporarily. I do not believe it to be completely gone, but for now, our world is safe. The poor boy. His parents died for him, he will grow up alone. But solitude is not so terrible. He will grow up outside our world, to keep him safe. It has been several long years since the start of this war, and now it is over. The relief in the air is immense. The cost of war is high, has always been high. I'm sure you remember that. I miss you Gel.
-December 1997-
Dear Gellert,
I am writing, not for a cause, but to tell you something. It has slipped my mind, over the years, to tell you. This will be my last letter, Gellert. I do not expect to live much longer. I am growing old and weak. But Gellert, I never told you. I never managed to find it in my heart to tell you. I, the gentle Dumbledore, could not say these few words to you. I forgive you Gellert. I forgive you for that night, so long ago, that ended in death. I forgive you for your misguided hopes and dreams. I forgive you for all that you did. And I hope that you can forgive me. For I let you down Gellert. I should have not let it get so far before I acted. I should not have blamed you entirely. I should not have been so unkind to you. I loved you Gellert. I still love you. I always will. Forgive me.
Yours always,
Albus.