Hey guys thelifeandtimes here with a new story. No The Champion is not dead but it may take a while for a new chapter to be released. I apologize but this idea has been in my mind for a while now and I just had to publish it. This is a Harry Potter, Worm crossover following a young Albus Dumbledore. I know that I probably can't do the character justice but I thought I would try. I do not own Worm or Harry Potter.
"Arianna!" My wand slipped through my trembling fingers as I raced through the sand to the downed form of my sister. I could vaguely hear Aberforth from behind me.
When I reached her I could feel my heart drop. She's not breathing. Why isn't she breathing? "Aria-"
"Get away from her!" Aberforth pulled me away from her downed form and I sprawled onto my back.
"Arianna! Arianna, please! Finite!Reparifors!..." I could only watch on as he shook her while casting every counter curse he knew. My eyes where glued to the scene. It was already too late. Despite all my skill, my talent and my raw magical ability I had never felt so powerless.
"Aberforth." Was that my voice? It was so shaky I could hardly recognise it. "Aberforth." I called again as I moved toward him. I reached out my hand and put it on his shoulder, I felt him go still. "She's... She's gone." It came out as barely more than a sob.
For a moment the only sound was the wind howling and the waves crashing as if nature itself was angered by her loss. Then Aberforth exploded. He turned to me with such hate in his eyes that I took a step back. "This is all your fault! Arianna is dead because of you! If you never brought him around none of this would of ever happened!" For a while there I actually forgot about Gellert. Gazing past Ariannas body I could see him staring at her with sorrow.
"Aberforth I..."I choked. The words just wouldn't come. My throat hurt, my sight was blurring and I felt as if there was a hole in my chest. There's no fixing this I realised. I could only stare at my brother as the anger in his eyes reached new heights before they finally dulled. "I never want to see you again." His voice was hollow lacking any emotion as if he no longer felt anything towards me.
"Aberforth please." I was begging now. There was a time where I thought such things below me. It's amazing what a single spell can do.
"Goodbye Albus." He turned away from me before grabbing Ariannas hand and disapparating with a crack.
I felt empty and for a while I just continued to stare at the spot my sisters body was occupying.
"Albus."
"What do you want Gellert?" I didn't have the will to fight anymore. It's as if my spirit died with my sister. Another sob racked my body. My baby sister.
"Im sorry about Arianna."
I was supposed to look after her. "I know."
"Albus I...I have to know. Will you come with me?"
I was supposed to protect her. "My sister just died Gellert and my brother never wants to see me again."
"I know and Im truly sorry." I believed that he was, he was never good at lying to me."But it's nobodies fault Albus. She jumped in the middle of a three way duel to try and stop it. She...She wasn't in the right mind Albus. If anything it's the fault muggles who did that to her."
I was supposed to keep her safe."Gellert." My voice was tired.
"No Albus, can't you see? This is why we shouldn't have to hide. They did that to your sister. How many other young witches and wizards fear for their lives because of muggles. Together Albus, we can change things. We can right those wrongs!"
I was her big brother. My sadness suddenly changed to anger and I snapped. "But at what cost! What you are talking about is war! How many will die Gellert? I can't, I can't do it. Not after this. Arianna would never have wanted this." My anger started bleeding out as I spoke and in the end I was openly crying again.
"Albus please." He was also begging now. It seems one spell can have even more power than I thought possible.
"Im sorry Gellert but it's not the right way." I truly was sorry. I knew my decision meant losing another brother.
"Then you leave me no choice." My eyes snapped to his and in there I saw resolve, determination and sadness. His wand was pointed at me and with a sudden start I realised I never picked mine back up. Searching with my eyes I found it laying on the sand about ten metres away.
"Gellert what are you doing?" My voice was remarkably calm in the face of death.
"Im sorry Albus but your the only wizard who can stand up to me. I can't let you get in the way."
"Gellert-"
"No! You are my brother Albus but this...this is too important. Im...Im sorry." His voice cracked at the end and there were tears in his eyes.
"Can...Can you just tell me please? Who cast the spell. I...I didn't see which one hit her." I had to know who killed her. I had to know even if the knowledge would destroy me.
Gellert was quite for a moment before he replied. "I did."
"You were never any good at lying to me."
"...Im sorry Albus."
Looking to my wand I thought about wandlessly summoning it to my hand but knew it would take to long. There was a part of me that thought I deserved this anyway.
"I'll always remember you Albus. You are my brother but the beast of burden will always be necessary." He was openly crying now. Tears were pouring down his cheeks and dripping onto the beach.
"Im sorry too Gellert. Just... can you make sure that Arianna gets the funeral she deserves and that Aberforth knows Im sorry."
"I will."
He looked away from me.
"Look at me Gellert." He didn't. "If you are going down this path then you could atleast do me the honours of looking me in the eyes." With great reluctance he forced himself to look it me.
"For what it's worth Gellert, I forgive you."
"Thank you Albus I can only hope I can forgive myself. For the greater good. Avada Kedavra." There was a flash of green and I knew no more.
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A week later while the body of Albus Dumbledore lay in it's coffin. It's grave was visited by a Phoenix.
Phoenix's are creatures of light and powerful magic. Said to be one of the rarest magical creatures, wherever they go miracles follow.
This Phoenix sat ontop of the grave and cried and sang a song of morning. Before it lay down and closed it's eyes, while it's flames flickered and eventually died.
From within the coffin there was a flash of fire and light. The Immortal Phoenix finally died and Albus Dumbledore was resurrected in a new world, ready with a new adventure.
Tell me what you guys think. I will try to make the next chapter longer I just thought this was a good place to leave it off. Criticism is always welcome as long as it's constructive. Until next time.