Unfortunately I do not own Harry Potter or I would be very rich and this story would be published by Bloomsbury and not Fanfiction. I hope you enjoy the untold story of Adelis Hallow and you can sympathise what she went through. After all, her heart was broken as much as Dumbledore's?
Prologue
I loved Gellert my entire life, despite the breach between our families. They were the purest blooded of Wizards, their hunger for influence only matched by their hatred of each other. Luckily for me, our generation inherited only the first quality and (as I believed at the time) ambition never hurt anyone. He always had a desire for power, as young as seven trying to find the Fountain of Fair Fortune or the fate of the Hopping Pot. Eventually he outgrew fairy tales, all but one. Grindelwald would spend the rest of his life searching for and guarding the Deathly Hallows. It is only now that I realised he treasured an Elder twig, a riverbed stone and a tattered old cloak than he ever did me.
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