The Greatest Temptation
I don't own anything you recognise.
Don't read if you are against homosexuality and all that sort.
Chapter 1
Albus Dumbledore stirred the thick broth he had been making impatiently. His mother's cooking book had held very specific instructions on each of her most loved meals but still Albus had managed to wreck each meal he had tried to make. Four days had passed since his mother's funeral and the talented wizard had finally resorted to making the simplest meal in the cook book rather than try another more complicated one and end up having to make toast for tea again. Finally the soup was ready and the seventeen year old poured it into three bowls.
"It's ready!" he shouted out to his younger brother and sister.
Aberforth Dumbledore helped his younger sister Ariana into a chair and sat down himself. Albus sat across from his brother and picked up a spoon to help feed Ariana.
"Soup... for dinner?" Aberforth questioned, with an eyebrow raised.
"You try and do something better." Growled Albus as he tried to spoon the soup into Ariana's mouth.
The younger girl just smiled blankly at him. His younger brother smirked at him.
"Needs salt." He declared.
Albus frowned at him.
"Come on Ariana, open up."
The oldest brother tried to coax her into eating but it just wouldn't work. Aberforth grabbed the spoon off of him.
"You eat yours and I'll feed her." He suggested.
Ariana immediately allowed Aberforth to feed her causing Albus to frown again. How was he supposed to learn how to look after Ariana without their mother if Aberforth took over everything? With an irritated sigh he poured his uneaten broth back into the soup pot and magicked his dishes clean.
"I'll be in my room." He muttered as he left the kitchen.
Up in his room Albus paced back and forth in a huff. He was giving everything up for his family; a promising career, a tour of the world with a good friend of his and everything else he had ever wanted. He couldn't even cook soup! How was he supposed to run the family if he couldn't cook soup? With an angry groan he threw himself on his bed and settled into an uncomfortable sleep.
Another week or so passed without any improvement to Albus' situation. He knew he was getting close to jinxing his younger brother; Aberforth was determined that he was to stay and look after Ariana rather than complete his Hogwarts education and the arguments were causing an unbelievable tension in the house. Trying to calm himself Albus stared out of the window at Godric's Hollow. He smiled as he saw their neighbour, the rather dotty Bathilda Bagshot, in her garden. She seemed to be showing someone around – probably some poor dear had been told to bring her some flowers or something and she was forcing them to stay and have a cup of tea.
Albus's head shot up as he got a good look at the young man visiting Bathilda. The boy had to be about Albus' age and looked rather wild. His slightly curly blonde hair hung about his shoulders and he slouched in a way that was devilishly sexy. Albus blushed at the thought and tried to push it to the back of his mind. Things like that had come into his mind before and almost gotten him into awful trouble. Luckily Aberforth had decided to play nicely for once and hadn't announced it to the world that he, Albus Dumbledore, was having those kinds of thoughts about another man. Although homosexuality wasn't unheard of in these modern and more open times Albus wasn't sure he could handle the negative attention it could bring. People were afraid of things against the norm. Suddenly the other boys head lifted and he looked straight at Albus. Gold eyes met with blue and the young Dumbledore boy felt like he was falling very fast. The other boy smirked at him as he followed Bathilda Bagshot inside.
"Breathe Albus." The auburn haired teen ordered himself.
Okay so this is way against my normal stuff but I have been confused about why there are so few fanfictions about Dumbledore and Grindelwald when there are so many Harry and Draco stories. I don't understand why the non-canon shipping is more popular. So here we are... Review if you like or review if you don't. If I get good reasons for both I'll decide whether I keep going or I stop. So in short REVIEW PLEASE!
PS. If anyone has any advice on writing a fic like this please HELP!