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Chapter 25: Tea And Talk

October 13th

Day 6 Of 13

I ran my hands across the front of the brown, leather bound book, and across the gold letters on it's front. 'Goldstein' was all that it read. A strap and a latch kept it closed, but from the thickness and the way the pages looked I could tell that it was a picture album.

"Open it up and look." I nodded and undid the latch, carefully opening it up. It didn't appear to be very old, but I still felt that the book was somehow important.

I opened it up, and two things stood out to me on just the first page. One, every page was dedicated to one large photo. Two, the most adorable little boy I'd ever seen was there before me in photo form.

"Aww, he's so cute!" The picture was of a young boy, no more than five years old, standing proud and tall next to a fancy red armchair. He was wearing formal clothes, green and brown, with a tan colored bow instead of a tie on his front. I was almost sure that I knew who it was; the violet blue eyes were the same now as they had been back then. The only thing that was really different was his hair, it wasn't styled the same way as it was now "Is this you Klaus?" I asked, looking up at him and smiling.

"Yes."

"Your hair looked different back then."

"I was five. It's been quite some time." I looked back to the picture and giggled. It was adorable to see a tiny version of Klaus, looking just as sophisticated as he always did.

I'm not really upset with him anymore I don't think. He still shouldn't be so mean to Elias, but at least he has a reason. He does want his brother to be a great wizard. Klaus is just tough on everyone, I of all people should know. Speaking of Elias-

My gaze shifted to the photo adjacent to the first one of Klaus. There was a picture of a somewhat older Klaus, about nine, with Elias who looked to be the age of four or so. Even then it looked like the Golden Demon was tall for his age. In the picture, Elias, who was less than half the height of his brother, was clutching innocently onto the sleeve of Klaus' suit. Klaus was looking at something off camera, and a large, handsome Doberman dog stood protectively next to the brothers.

"This must be Elias! He's adorable!" I giggled as I turned the pages. Most were of Klaus, always with Elias hovering close by. They must be really close... I didn't know that. I guess that I've never really seen them together though either, except for earlier today.

I came to another picture that I particularly liked, it was probably my favorite out of all of them that I'd seen. It showed Klaus at about eleven years old, which means that Elias must have been seven. Elias was sitting in his older brother's lap smiling and laughing cutely. Klaus was doing the same, as the large Doberman Pinscher, who was in many of the pictures, jumped on them. The photo had been captured right when the dog had been licking Elias' face. It was a great moment, captured perfectly forever. I ran my pointer finger affectionately over the page.

"That dog is gorgeous. Is he yours?"

"Mine and Elias'. His name was Rudolf. He always obeyed me, but treated Elias like a minion. Rudolf never climbed on my bed, but he always made Elias furious when he used him as a pillow." I imagined the large dog resting his head on tiny Elias, and the little blonde boy going red in the face in frustration.

"Haha!" I laughed, able to vividly picture it. Glancing up at Klaus, I saw that his eyes were squinted fondly as we looked at the album together. I didn't know that he could smile like this. It's so gentle...

As I was smiling at him, smiling at his memories, I became incredibly aware of his hand, resting gently on my right shoulder while he was on my left. How long has his hand been there? My heart sped up, and I looked back towards the photo album before Klaus could see my rosy cheeks. I flipped through past another page, still with Klaus and Elias together.

"Every picture," I began. "It's always you two together."

"He's been following in my footsteps since I can remember. Those memories are the sweetest moments of our childhood." He's so fond of Elias... "I was actually the one who taught Elias magic in the first place."

"Really?"

"Yes. I really drilled it into his brain. Elias was the one who originally triggered me to consider becoming a professor. One day, when I was teaching Elias about magical plants, just like I did with you the other day, he innocently looked me in the eyes and said... 'Klaus, you are the greatest teacher of magic ever!" I smiled gently at Klaus attempt at recreating Elias' voice. I was starting to feel guilty about scolding him before, even though I knew that he had deserved it. They seem like they understand each other more than I thought. I still hope that Elias is alright though...

"...I see." I responded, gently closing up the album and latching it back up. Klaus took it from me, and walked back towards the shelf where he had gotten it from

"That's what gave me the idea to become a professor."

"That's such a sweet story."

"Don't tell Elias I said that."

"Why not? I'm sure it would make him happy to hear that story." Klaus turned back towards me. His gaze was intent.

"I only told you because it's you." I laughed confusedly.

"How come? Why would you tell me and not your own brother?"

"...You must know why." My smile turned into a frown as I dug through my memories, trying to remember what he was talking about.

"Um... Ohh, okay, I get it now!" It has to do with the whole Buddies thing! Klaus nodded, satisfied, as he moved towards his desk.

"Good. Do you want a cup of tea?" He asked, motioning towards a small tea set on his desk.

"Sure, thank you."

"Go ahead and sit if you want."

"Okay." I got up from where I had been leaning up against the arm of the loveseat, and went towards the armchair instead. It was quite comfortable, and I decided that I like it better than the loveseat. I watched the Golden Demon whip up the tea using his wand to boil the water. His movements were swift and practiced. "You're pretty good at that."

"I like tea. I make it every day." I cocked my head in interest. That's unexpected. I guess there's a lot I don't know about the Golden Demon though.

"I didn't know that you liked tea." Klaus nodded, and began to patiently explain to me what he was doing, for no other reason it seemed than to simply teach me about something that he enjoyed. As the tea kettle heated up over the red hot tip of his wand, Klaus held up a bottle of water high over the kettle and poured it in gently.

"Pouring in the water from up here brings some air into the tea. You only have to raise it high enough so that bubbles appear. After that, you cover it with a cloth like this one and let it steam up." I watched curiously as Klaus worked. I could watch him forever. I've noticed it, even when when he's reading things or signing them, that he always gives his complete focus. His hands move so gracefully. It's like watching poetry come to life. "That brings out the flavor better. And, for the final touch..."

Before he poured the tea into the cups, Klaus took his wand and waved away the fire spell he had used to heat the water. Then, he held it to one of the quaint cups.

"Quinsud." Tiny particles of light floated from his wand and filled up the cups. He checked to make sure the spell had worked, peering into both of the teacups, and then set his wand down, and poured the tea. An elegant, delicious looking amber tea flowed into the cup.

"What was that spell?" I questioned him curiously, as I always did.

"That's to make the tea taste better and more aromatic. It's not really a spell... more like a charm."

"Hm." I let out a small chuckle, and tried to stifle a grin, but couldn't really help myself. That just sounds too cute for him! I never would have believed that the Golden Demon used a charm on his tea.

"What's so funny?" I grinned even more than before, looking away as Klaus handed me a cup on a saucer.

"It's nothing, really." He raised an eyebrow, but didn't ask me again.

"Drink." Klaus sat down at the small sofa, resting his right ankle over the knee of his left leg.

"Thank you." A pleasing aroma wafted up from the tea, and I breathed it in comfortably. "The fragrance from this tea is amazing."

"It's assam tea." I smiled gleefully.

"Really? Assam is one of my favorites!"

"Nice." As I took a sip of the delightful liquid, I watched Klaus pick up seven sugar cubes, and toss them all into his tea. I raised one of my eyebrows, feeling a little bit disgusted by the amount of sugar and amused at knowing one more thing about the Golden Demon.

"I see you have a bit of a sweet tooth."

"Hmm? You think?" Klaus asked me after taking a drink of the tea. I nodded in response.

"I don't know anyone who would take so many sugar cubes in their drink."

"The amount is decent if you use your head as much as I do. My brain is much better than yours that is almost empty..." A smirk spread across Klaus' handsome face, and I feigned being offended, bringing my hand to my chest dramatically.

"Ah! How rude!" He's really not that bad, even with the teasing, once you get used to him. It's kind of nice to even have a serious conversation with him. Even though I usually act childish, he gives me a chance to prove that I too can say intelligent things.

"I've got to replenish my brain with sugar." I rolled my eyes smiling. I'm don't really think that's how it works, but if that's the way he wants it...

After a silent moment, and thinking to myself, I decided that this was a great opportunity to learn more about my Buddy. I had attempted it before, when I'd asked him what his favorite food was, but now I was feeling much more sophisticated with tea in hand. Hopefully he won't make too much fun of me when I ask, since he seems pretty chill right now...

"Klaus?"

"What?"

"Can I ask you something?"

October 13th

Day 6 Of 13