This is for the Romeo and Juliet Challenge on HPFC.
My quote was: "He's gone, he's kill'd, he's dead!" But I changed it to be a female so it goes "She's gone, She's Kill'd, She's dead."
I don't own any of this. Just so's you knows.
Young Albus Dumbledore looked upon his sister's form. Not moving.
"Ariana, Sis? Wake up!" Cried Albus's younger brother Aberforth.
"I… got to go," Murmured Gellert.
What started no more than a small argument, turned into a bloodbath. But no, he couldn't believe it. His younger sister was not dead, merely sleeping.
"Wake her up," Albus told his brother. He was surprised that his voice didn't quiver.
Aberforth looked up at his older brother, "I can't you moron! She's Gone! She's Kill'd! She's Dead! Even you can't bring back the dead!" And with that he ran to the fireplace and flooed out of the house.
The funeral was held the next day. During that time, he realized his mistake. He let the thought of power corrupt him. He promised he would never put himself in the position again. His brother, still upset, punched him in the nose that day. Things were never the same between them. Probably because of the thought that one of them had killed Ariana.
Years later, Albus was offered a job as the minister of magic. But he kept his promise. He told everyone that he simply enjoyed teaching too much. But then, he was offered the headmastership. It wasn't a lot of power, sure, but power nonetheless. He took it, telling himself it wasn't enough to corrupt him. Then the Tom Riddle disaster came. He needed to do something about it. It was his fault, right? He should have stopped Tom, or at the very least try and help him. So he founded the Order of the Phoenix and became its leader. Sure, it was power, but it was his fault they were in this mess right? He made sure he wasn't corrupted. But one can never see their own faults. He sent people off onto their deaths. He had power over who lives and who dies. He had the power to stop children from fighting with him. He could have stopped the deaths of hundreds of innocent people. But he was too concerned with stopping the war to save future people, than to save the people of now.
Albus was never sure which one of them cast the spell that killed his baby sister. Was it he? That thought haunted him, right up until the day he died.