"Ah! Finally got rid of that bitch, Ariana. I couldn't have done it without you, Gellert! Oh, my sweetie..." Dumbledore smiled at his straight boyfriend, Grindewald. The wind was cold in the field where they were standing. Ariana's lifeless body lay…. lifeless on the grass. "Yes, yes, but can we go to Gringotts and get the elder wand already?" Grindewald screamed, but inside, he giggled nervously to himself, "Hee hee hee... Once I get the elder wand from DUMB-ledore's account, I'll kill him and I will be one step closer to being the master of death! No more getting reamed by Dumbledore just to get his trust!" "What was that, sweet cheeks?" Dumbledore asked his boyfriend and rubbed Grindewald's ass cheek. Grindewald wanted to crucio Dumbledore right there and then, but he just smiled and pushed his hand away. "Nothing, longdick, just imagining how much fun it would be to use the elder wand as a dildo." Right as Grindewald finished uttering those words, Dumbledore's eyes (and balls) bulged. He took Grindewald's hands in his and whispered into his neck, "lets apparate to Gringotts right now."