Disclaimer: All rights go to JK Rowling, and Warner Bros. Cover is credited to Droakir, whose deviantart I have linked on my profile, towards the bottom where I speak of each one shot in this collection. You should definitely check him out.
A/N 1: Hi there! So this is written for xPerfectlyImperfect's 10,000 Challenge, where you have to get to 10,000 words using diffrent prompts with a specified word count each time. Unfortunately, the challenge was discontinued, so this collection consists of three drabbles, all about family and all self-reflective and dramatic. I hope you enjoy it :) This is exactly 200 words, and I used the lyrics.
Well I turned 23 this past July
And all my dreams they seem to fly away
For reasons I don't understand
Wait For Me, Ron Pope
Forget to Live
Albus Dumbledore wandered down the familiar path that lead to Gryffindor's common room where, even as a professor, he felt most at home.
It's not as if he has a real home to return to now, anyway. His mother and Ariana were dead, and it had been years, now, since Aberforth had spoken to him. Elphias tried to be of comfort, he really did, writing occasionally, but he was out, exploring everything the world had to offer, as they had planned to do together. He would never dream of making Elphias feel guilty, and asking him to stay awhile the next time he came around; but he was lonely, so lonely.
And Gellert- no, Grindelwald, Albus scolded himself- was long gone, gathering power. The only person, it seemed, who had understood him at all, had turned his back on him. He often wondered if Gellert ever cared about him at all, if he had really been his friend, or if it had he had just been a tool, a pawn in his quest for power.
But, he reminded himself, it didn't matter anymore. Ariana was dead. He would never again let power control him.
Albus would dwell on dreams no more.
A/N 2: Shoot me a review, please! Let me know you know you liked it, if you did! And I'm entirely open to constructive criticism.
Thanks,
Lara
