Hello everybody! I am writing this because of a request. As the title says, this is a Collection of oneshots and my own headcanons of Gellert Grindelwald and Albus Dumbledore. As always, I'd love to get Reviews. Hope you like it!
xoxo Leviosa
Not even death do us part
"What is this?", Albus asked. Gellert smiled at him. "It's a present, for you." "Yeah, I have eyes, Gellert. And it is really beautiful and I appreciate and all... But why are you giving it to me. It isn't my birthday" "Something to remind you that I won't leave you. Ever. I have to get back home some time. And... Just touch it and say my name and I will come to you"
Please come back, he whispered into his pillow. He thought of the roses that were growing in front of his window, the little pieces of shattered glass that Albus did not bother to erase from the carpet. Everything about and in this house seemed to scream Gellerts name. Just like his heart. The metal symbol in the palm of his hand shouldn't heat up, and he was not supposed to hear only his own heartbeat. Why wasn't he there, hwhy was he the only person on his carpet? He hated being alone, but the tears motivated him, as he threw the calculator against the wall. Albus had no idea why the quill moved so quickly over the paper, he had no idea what he was writing, but it was probably important. Being a genius was not easy, and he had never wanted to be one. The only thing he really wanted was to get out of this mess that was his brain, his home. But he was alone in the dark of his room, Aberforth had left him, just like Ariana. He now lived in Hogsmeade, apparently because he wanted to open a restaurant there. Albus knew that he should have moved from here weeks ago, just like he should stop constantly touching the deathly hallows symbol around his neck. But it comforted him, it made him feel less alone in this huge and terrible world. It as more than strange that thinking about Gellert kept him sane, even though everything between had been more than just mad. All these people in the papers that certified him as a genius, because he found the uses of dragon blood... Dragon blood was much easier than confronting his problems, better than thinking about what he had done and why he couldn't sleep since Ariana died. Since he had killed her. How could he hate himself so much for loving Gellert? And how was he able to still love Gellert after all? It was tearing him apart, into two pieces. Albus knew that people in love always said that there heart was not whole anymore, because it belonged to the person they loved. He also knew that this was not right for him. He did not have a heart anymore. One half would always belong to Gellert. But the other half died with Ariana. Come back. Come back and say that it was an accident. I'll give you every second chance in the world. Please come back, Gellert, he murmered, even though he wanted to scream it out of him.
"I'm here", he heard a voice inside his head say. He imagined things again. And he had thought that he was still sane. "It's just a dream. Don't listen", he told himself. He had these kinds of dreams too often. It was a mistake, he should not fall into this trap again. He was tired of waiting for someone who would never come back, someone who had destroyed his whole life. "Albus, you're not dreaming. I said, I'd come when you say my name and... I don't break my promises. I'm here" As Albus turned around, he recognized the blond hair, these eyes... It was Gellert. He was back. He was finally back. A little out of breath, his hair messier than ever. But he was there. Maybe he wouldn't leave again. Hope really was toxic, wasn't it. "I'm not leaving you to drown in your own tears. You deserve so much better, better than this, better than me. I can't turn around now, Albus. You can't make good what was born evil. I will never be like you, and that will never change. No matter what happens, I love you. You'll probably think this was a dream. We both chose our path, and even if we are on different sides, that won't change the fact that I loved you and still do. But I am destined to be great, just like you. I don't want this to be like Romeo and Juliet, but it is. A slightly more dramatic and strange version of Romeo and Juliet, with wands and stupid idiots like me, who make all the wrong choices, but still, a version of Romeo and Juliet", Gellert whispered. Albus absolutely was not sure if it would be a good idea to kiss him. "They both die at the end", he answered, and even though it was totally dark inside his room, he still saw the little smile on Gellerts lip. He still loved him, his heart skipped a beat. "Then we have to make sure that we don't die at the end. But I already know that death can't part us. Nobody can", he said. Albus listened for a fiew seconds, but couldn't hold himself back. Why was he always kissing Gellert in the darkness? Why could he never kiss him in front of a hundred people, at lunchtime in the middle of London? Albus heart wished to explode. It really was too much. It was wrong to be so happy because a terrorist just visited him. The terrorist that had probably killed his sister, ruined his life and manipulated him. You really could just either love or hate him, there was no grey area, to his feelings for Gellert Grindelwald. But his heart did not care about what had happened before. Gellert really came back.
Gellert vanished, left Albus. But he was no longer alone, because he had realized something. It had never been his own heartbeat, he heard, when he touched the necklace. It had been Gellerts. It had always been Gellerts heartbeat, he had never left him truly.