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Summary: Albus Dumbledore's childhood, and the events that led him to be the great wizard he became.
Rating: T, to be sure. It may change in future.
A/N: this story is written in the most correct English I know. However, English is not my mother tongue, and I apologize for any error which has escaped me.
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Brothers
Chapter two:
Aberforth
The new child, named Aberforth, changed almost everything in the quiet routine of Kyma's home. The child wouldn't stop crying with his strong voice, except for when he was being held. So Kyma spent almost the entire day with the small child, while the twins-when they weren't in the woods-used to spend more and more time with Strongbow.
Albus and Tayaut had always dearly loved Strongbow; he was their father figure, although he was far too proud to admit that he cared for them. But they knew they cared, and that was enough.
Strongbow knew many things, interesting things. He could make everything with just wood and the right instruments, and he started teaching that to the twins. It was a pleasure to them having something to do, something of which they could see the results.
Tayaut was a finer sculptor: he sat in silence with his piece of wood and started to work it. He didn't stop until in his hand appeared the figure he had imagined; an animal, a nymph, an elf. Albus did not have the necessary patience for this, but he was nonetheless quite good at it.
The time spent with Strongbow was quiet and silent, even more than that spent in the woods. The man spoke only when strictly necessary, and he always used few words.
Soon they had other occupations: with Aberforth always demanding attention, Kyma had not much time to run the house. So the twins had to care for the few animals Kyma owned and do some errands.
The only moment that did not change much was the evening: Kyma still sat by the fire telling stories, and the children listened captivated. Aberforth too seemed to listen carefully, and in was the moment in which he was most quiet.
An evening, Tayaut had a request: he asked Kyma about little Abe's arrival. At that, she made a strange face, and then said:
-That's not the appropriate time…but I promise you that I will tell you, one day.
She had a sad expression.
Albus then asked for another story, and the evening was spent like many others.
But in Tayaut's heart, something changed: Kyma had never before kept something from them. And you don't keep things from the people you love, right?