They met in the roundabout in Godric's Hollow, Albus jogging to avoid being late, and Gellert's coat flying out behind him as he walked swiftly towards his approaching friend. Snow softly drifted through the air, down to the frozen ground, but the two wizards didn't notice.
"Um, hi," said Albus. "It's ─ er, me."
"Me? You're Albus," cried Gellert, recognizing his companion' s face.
Albus laughed. "Yeah. When I'm around you, I can scarcely remember my own name."
"It's for the greater good. I don't want you to talk," said Gellert, closing the gap between them with a breathless kiss.
