This story won't leave my mind alone and let me focus on the others I have on this and other sites, so I just had to write it. Here it is.
Harry Potter belongs to J.K Rowling and my only reward is to scape my sad reality while I play with her characters.
I decided to call it "Throne" like the song I was listening while I planed the whole thing.
Throne- Bring me the horizon
I should´ve known it wouldn´t last, but for once I let my guard down and allowed myself to "feel", to love, and Albus Dumbledore was the death of me, with his cooper hair and azure eyes, skin white as snow, the walking mixture of fire and ice in a person. Perfection
And curse the Norns for that sharp mind of his, it sealed the deal before the start, he became the one and only for me, Gellert Grindelwald.
The first sign of doom for our relationship was the lack of my vision, since the day I meet him thanks to Frau Bagshot my visions faded away without a trace for the first time ever, I'm a born seer, a powerful one in fact, that was part of the reason I was expelled from Durmstrang. When our relationship became physical the unknown forces took my visions away and started messing with my magic as well. I had to keep my anguish under the surface, Albus didn´t even suspect of my gifts, and I'd rather keep it that way until the right situation arouse to bring it up… the second sign was our different magical cores, Albus is a Light wizard, from a Light family of high standing and political power, I´m the complete opposite, I want to become a Dark Lord. For me, muggles and muggleborns are scum and I can´t understand why Albus defends them, even after what happened to Percival and Ariana… If I were in his position id already wiped them from the face of the Earth
Oh… Ariana, she and "Goat Boy" (my name for Aberforth) were chains that keep Albus in this backwards hell hole of a town. Aberforth hated my guts and it was reciprocated greatly on my part ¡What an insufferable brat! If the little asshole were to die a horrible death Ariana on the other side was passable, the girl was a nutcase but we understand each other in a way that allowed for both to be under the same roof without trauma.
She loves my plans for the muggles and mostly keeps out of my hair. It's easy to like her just for that.
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The day it all went to hell on a hand basket was a dull one. Goat boy and Albus woke me up with their screaming, and I ran for the bathroom like I had been doing for a week, to throw up.
In the past week, Albus made me go and see a healer; they couldn't find what was wrong. Not that it surprised me. I already suspected what was wrong, my magic going haywire, my vision fading out, dizzy spells and throwing up my guts every morning… I was terrified to admit it, ¡This couldn't be happening! I needed to find a solution, a suitable solution.
But I didn't have a chance.
The screaming downstairs reached a new level and I just had to go. Goat Boy and Albus were screaming their heads out, about Ariana and me, and who knows what else… Old news, in Aberforth´s mind, a perfect little world was for Albus to dump his life and our relationship and focus only in taking care of his siblings. With all this screaming it was a wonder no one complained for the noise. Things escalated and I found myself deflecting curses aimed at Albus and me. I couldn't keep this up for longer; I was tired and covered in sweat in no time, gasping for air. Albus glanced worriedly in my direction and tried to give me a break. I hated myself for my weakness. All this for a. curse and the twisted sense of humor of my damned family… and of course, the icing on the cake: Ariana just had to come out in the middle of the fight and get herself killed.
The resulting explosion sends me flying across the room and crashing to the floor, all happened so fast… Albus sat against the wall trying to regain balance, his wand held tightly in his fist.
Aberforth was staring at the corpse in the middle of the room and the empty blue eyes of Ariana were staring right at me, the surprise written in her pale face and for the position of the body, she was between me and whatever curse Aberforth cast. She died trying to protect… me?
The living room seemed a post war scene, like those the muggles showed in the news, shattered glass littered the floor everywhere along with furniture ripped to pieces… Albus had blood on his forehead and I couldn't get up and help him, my body was ready to shut down.
_ ¡It's your fault! - Bellowed Goat Boy at Albus- ¡You wanted her dead!
That… now that was hitting below the belt.
_ Actually - I said- We don´t know who killed her, she was hit with three spells at the same time, that without counting her own magic.
Albus only had eyes for the corpse, and Aberforth made good use of that.
_ Go away or I'll tell everyone you killed her.
I was exhausted, my vision wavered and my limbs were shaking, a look at Albus told me all I needed to know, I couldn't count on him to defend or help me in the immediate future. I had to get the hell out. But I wouldn't go without a fight.
_ See?- Aberforth yelled- Is he going to kill me as well?- Albus actually flinched at that. The unfairness of it all!
Albus picked up the corpse, without acknowledge either of us
_ You better get gone before I tell everyone you killed her.
He left and I knew I had to go. I couldn't wait for Albus to get a hold of himself, disposing of Aberforth wasn't an option, Albus loved the little cretin and if I harmed a hair on his head…
I went upstairs and gathered my things, Albus was nowhere in sight and the Aurors had yet to arrive I had to get a move on, leaving aside Goat Boy and his threat I really couldn't afford to be at the house when the Aurors arrived to retrieve the body, not before I achieved my… our goals.
Even if I had to leave Albus in the meantime it didn't meant that I'd never see him again.
…
If Frau Bagshot was surprised at my appearance she didn't say a word, her eyes on the other hand were filled with worry… I needed to compose myself. I don't know what she thought at seeing me covered in debris and barely standing.
_ Gellert, dear- she said- what happened?
Merlin so help me, I didn't have time for this! But I owed it to her, at least a half truth.
_ She´s dead, Ariana is dead.
I had to hand it to Frau Bagshot, she didn't bat an eyelash at my words, leading me to the kitchen table she started some tea with a wave of her wand, and sat there in front of me, waiting for explanations, eventually I told her everything
I don't know how I managed to do it without breaking apart. It might have been the tea and pastries, or the odd feeling she woke in me with her quiet manners.
When I finished the silence made its presence in the kitchen, and she spoke after what seemed like centuries.
_ You don't have to leave Godrics Hollow
_ But the Aurors…- I began, she waved a hand at me.
_ Everyone knows Aberforth is not the brightest bulb in the house, between his testimony and yours, people are bound to believe you. You´ve given them no reasons to hate you, we cannot tell the same about Aberforth.- she reasoned- and if you dissapaeared without a trace after this you´ll cast suspicions on you and that´s what you´re aiming to avoid. And also Ariana is known for being prone to accidents, like what happened to poor Kendra, if it makes you feel better i´ll tell everyone you´re at London for a visit
That was almost to perfect, and she must have read something on my face, her next words confirmed it.
_ I know more than you give me credit for, young man. I´m not letting you ruin your life. No matter what your asshole of a father did to you.
She gazed at me like a hawk, her eyes seemed capable of uncover my darkest secrets… unconsciously my hand drifted to my belly, and I couldn't meet her all-knowing stare.
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(Albus POV)
I failed, staring at the tomb I couldn't bring myself to leave, I had failed my mom, my dad and Ariana. The memory of that duel keeps playing mercilessly on my head at all hours. Aberforth broke my nose at the burial and the neighbors had to intervene to take him away, I left him hit me hard and did nothing to stop it. I couldn't, he´s all I have left and even if I hated him I had to take care of him. I hated my own brother and that made me feel even worse, time seemed to drag endlessly since Gellert left, all thanks to my brother. Is there a reason to live?
Living at the same house had become a torture for us both. He stayed at the backyard with his goat and mostly keep out of the house, save for the meals. I left him enough food for the day and then I'd lock myself in Ariana´s bedroom or my own. I had yet to get rid of Ariana´s things, it was a task I couldn't postpone forever, not if I wanted to put the house up for sale.
But it was a painful thing to do. And also a little part of me waited for Gellert to come back. Why did he left in the first place? He should´ve know I wouldn't let Aberforth make good of his threat.
I was… hurt for his lack of trust in me. After countless nights of plans and promises he left me in the first opportunity he gets… even if I was hurt and pissed, a part of me also worried sick for him. Was he alright? He kept throwing up the last week and a half, in the duel he seemed exhausted and was covered in sweat.
Even if his abandonment hurt as much as Ariana´s death, I needed to understand why he did it in the first place. And there´s only one person that can answer some… if not all of my questions, Gellert´s great aunt, Mrs Bagsthot.
The opportunity presented itself when Mrs Bagshot offered to help with cleaning the house and disposing of Ariana´s things. I made sure Aberforth was nowhere near the house before asking her…
_ Mrs Bagshot… where is Gellert?
She abandoned her task to look me in the eye before answering.
_ Gellert went to London. He´s been sick and I send him there to find a healer.
_ When is he coming back?- I asked, trying to keep the edge out of my voice.
_ He left after Ariana´s burial and was quite adamant in leaving Godrics Hollow immediately. The poor dear was a wreck when he arrived at home. For some reason he spend his time locked up in his room before departing. Whatever happened he kept his silence about no matter how much I asked. He´s coming back but I don't know when. I don't know what happened but he doesn't want to see you or Aberforth. I´m not helping you unless I have the complete history
It was the best I was going to get from her. I was surprised she gave me all that information without asking something, but then again, she wants Gellert to be happy and most be pissed at me.
We finished with Ariana´s room and she went home without another word, leaving me with a lot of questions and a feeling of guilt.
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(Gellert POV)
Frau Bagshot arrived after what seemed like hours, I spent my days sitting by the window with a book at hand and I had yet to finish reading the first chapter. So many things happened since Ariana´s burial…
Frau Bagshot brought a healer to do a complete check up on me and confirmed my suspicions. I was pregnant.
Now… what to do? My domination plans didn´t include babies and diapers! And if Albus found out he´ll want to keep it no matter what.
How was I supposed to search for the Hallows? I had to terminate it if I wanted to stand a chance at completing my goals, but I couldn't bring myself to do it.
I wasn't ready for this and I didn't want to be a father…
_ I did what you asked for- she said from the kitchen- What are you going to do?
_ I don't know yet- I answer.
_ You´ll find out soon enough, for now you must take care of yourself- she admonished, placing a steaming bowl of food within my reach.
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¡The wand! I managed to fin the Elder Wand
Frau Bagshot yelled at me an hour and a half for daring to disappear 3 days straight without writing to her. She didn´t hit me or hex my ass out, instead she left me bedridden for an entire week without negotiations. Even like that I was happy, being weak and a pathetic excuse for a wizard like I was right now, I still managed to find and claim the most powerful wand ever created… I managed to make it so far without Albus, but I missed him and the worst part was that I had him close but couldn't risk it to see him. Goat Boy was on town yet, I had to wait till the brat reached Hogwarts at least. However, Albus wouldn't budge, he kept coming to the house asking Fra Bagshot permission to see me and when he finally understood he won't get past Frau Bagshot he started writing me letters. I left them on my desk, without reading or replying but incapable of throwing then away, the only thing I had from Albus right now.
Once in a while I tried to read the letters, but my hands started to shake and my vision wavered.
Finally, Frau Bagshot had to read them for me, in the first one he blamed me for Ariana´s death the ink was smeared in some places… after that one, in the second and all the rest, there was a mixture of emotions, he asked for explanations, for my return, my health, our goals… he wanted to understand why I left. And I couldn't give him that, it would mean to shed all my secrets and I wasn't ready for that.
I neared the day I had to make a decision, and I dreaded its arrival.
Thanks for reading. Let me know your opinion if you have time!
Belle
