Chapter nine
"Ariana!" Kendra shouted, as she walked into her daughter's room. Ariana had a wand in her right hand. Ariana's father wand. "What the hell are you doing?"
"Mother," Ariana muttered.
"This," she looked in astonishment at Ariana's hands. "This is your father's wand."
"Mother, please, listen to me," Ariana said.
"No! You… You're practicing magic, when I told you not to," Kendra grabbed her by the hair.
"Mother, please, you're hurting me," Ariana pleaded.
"Magic is dangerous!" Kendra shouted at her daughter. "You… You almost destroyed this family because of your damn powers, Ariana. You need to obey me. You can't use magic!"
Tears filled Ariana's face. She won't obey. Not this time. She had this fire in her heart. She wanted more than a life of fear and loneliness. "Get off me!" she ordered, her eyes full of hate and anger.
"I don't like Grindelwald, Albus," Aberforth said, as they walked back to their house. "There's something wrong about him…"
"Aberforth…" Albus muttered in tiredness.
"No," Aberforth grabbed his brother forcefully by the arm. "You two are too close… It's not… normal…"
In Hogwarts, his brother and Gellert were always together. He noticed how his brother's eyes always followed Gellert and it infuriated him. They were considered the most intelligent and powerful students of Hogwarts. They have a bright future ahead, the director said one occasion. But Aberforth never approved their friendship.
"What are you trying to say to me?" Albus asked. Maybe Ariana forget their deal and just spilled the truth to Aberforth. Maybe his brother already knew something.
"You don't have a girlfriend and I never saw him with a girl… You're always with him," Aberforth said, the disgust clearly in his voice.
"Let it go of my arm, Aberforth," Albus ordered, clearing his throat. "My friendship with Gellert is not your damn business!"
"Friendship?" Aberforth smirked. "I hope it's just that, Albus, because I'll tell you something. If you're doing something with this guy you're not supposed to do, I'll kill him…" he said coldly, finally letting go of Albus' arm.
Albus looked at his brother in horror. How could Aberforth tell something like this to him? "You're insane…"
"No," Aberforth said, with a shake of his head. "I'm only trying to protect our family, Albus. I won't let your friendship with Grindelwald turns into an embarrassment."
Albus cleared his throat. "Let's go back home, Aberforth. I don't need to hear your shit," he said walking away.
Dumbledore's house
The fire was burning brightly. Tears filled Ariana's face, as she watched her house burning down. It was an accident. A damn accident. If her mother left her alone it wouldn't happen. She lost control a bit and then it happened. A explosion. The fire spread quickly and she barely had time to save herself.
It wasn't her fault.
"Mamma," she muttered.
