Making Peace
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-Chapter Nine-
Before Al knew it, more than half of the year had passed. Halloween had arrived and soon after that, Father Christmas would come. The year that had began with doubts and insecurities would end with happiness and content. The year was dotted with good memories, like their first flying lesson, where he had hovered around unsteadily before getting used to the broom and darting off to find Albus.
Albus. Al sighed. There were moments when he just didn't understand his best friend. There were moments when Albus would sigh and stare into space, his eyes seeming older than his eleven years and holding too many secrets for a young boy to bear. Not only that, but Albus' year had been fraught with arguments with one Gellert Klug. Although Albus assumed a façade of indifference and ever so slight irritation during these confrontations, Al could sense that he was pleased with the intelligence that Gellert displayed. It was almost as if Albus wanted to ascertain Gellert's knowledge in every field and to push him to do his utmost best. And judging Gellert's reaction to Albus, it seemed that Gellert knew what was going on.
Shrugging it off as yet another mystery of the Great Mind of Albus Engel, Al drifted off to the main event of the day. Halloween.
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Albus sniffed the air in delight as he walked through the doors of the Great Hall with Al. Oh, how he had missed the familiar and comforting smell of Hogwart's home-made Halloween Feast and the laughter of the excited students. Having been away for so many years, it gave him a sense of relief to celebrate Halloween in the place he had regarded as home in the later part of his past life.
As they sat down, Albus smiled at the sight of mice running along the table and bowls of pumpkin pastries and candy corn towering towards the ceiling. Their entire meal was themed, thanks to the hard work of the House Elves: desserts of chocolate that had been magicked to look like dirt and worms, slices of chicken that were charmed and decorated to twitch and look like severed fingers. Halloween was indeed in the air. As he glanced around him, taking in the joy in the faces of the students around him, he inadvertently caught the eye of Gellert Klug.
Oh the joy.
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Gellert looked around in disdain at the pomp that Hogwarts put into their decorations. In his past life, at Durmstrang, Halloween was just another day. Lessons went on as usual and the only way to distinguish it from a normal school day was the gift of a pumpkin pastry along with dessert. At Hogwarts, the decorations could only be described as garish, placing far more importance on the festival than necessary. Everything in Hogwarts screamed garish, from the castle's interior decorations to the elaborate setting of each classroom, with the Potions Lab coincidentally being in the dungeons. The only good thing about Hogwarts was Albus.
Speaking of Albus, Gellert's head snapped in Albus' direction. Albus was sitting next to Al, of course, and was chatting happily with all his friends. Gellert tried to stifle the jealousy that rose within him, baffled at his own emotions. Surely he wasn't jealous of Albus' friends? He only admired Albus for his intellect… didn't he?
Feeling a tap on his shoulder, Gellert placed his current thought to the back of his brain for further contemplation and turned around to face Scorpius Malfoy. They had become… acquaintances over the past few months, having shared the same room. Of course, no one could be considered his friend except Albus. And even Albus was more of a rival than a friend. The rest of humanity simply lacked the intellect needed to keep up decent conversations with him.
After engaging in the social convention that was a greeting, Gellert looked back in Albus' direction, a smile growing on his lips as he noticed Albus looking at him and blushing.
Without thinking through it, Gellert stood from his seat and walked towards Albus, not noticing the entire school watching him with bated breath, unsure of what would flare up once again between the two geniuses.
As he reached Albus, Gellert couldn't help but notice how Albus' hair fell perfectly to frame his face and accentuate his pale skin. How his eyes were such a vibrant blue that it put the sky to shame.
Bending down, Gellert whispered something into Albus' ear and then sauntered away with a smirk on his face, leaving the entire Hall wanting to know what had been said.
Only two people would ever know what passed through Gellert's lips that day. The 'pleasantry' he told to only Albus.
"Happy Halloween, my Albus."
-End of Chapter Nine-