Albus Dumbledore

Me and Celia made a daze up the first flight of stairs, then letting the spell unfold, we stooped to lean slightly against a windowsill. Laughing as the crowds of people pushing past us blocked Aberforth's path and gaze from us. He would get his chance to track me down later. When I could handle him, maybe do his homework.

Always, every time I tried to have an interesting day, Aberforth would shove at my weakening patience. Just to let others see me as something dangerous and unworthy of their idol worship and praise. Perhaps to gain it himself, place us on even ground, at least in terms of popularity.

Maybe I happened to be unworthy of having it all, under all my masks and secrets. Sometimes I wished I never had it, others chose to see me as they wanted too, so they would continue to do so as they always did. They all believed that I would reach the stars they couldn't, and maybe pull themselves higher with my approval, but to be quite perfectly honest to myself, I just wanted to teach, And to become free.

I had a vast amount of power and knowledge at my fingertips so I suppose there could be a possibility that someday if I wasn't already, I would be a force to be reckoned with. But hopefully, today, wasn't also the day that I displayed it with anger inside me.

Celia Dancsella

My, my, didn't Albus look stressed out. Rare for people to see, well apart from me. To me, he looked stressed about almost everything in his life. His sister, who stayed at home almost all her life due to a continuing illness. Worried about avoiding his brother. And of course, his one real secret from the wider world. Sadly, one of the few things that could bring him crashing down and keep him there.

One of the Drumstrang boys come into my line of sight, a splash of red in the sea of black cloaks. The boy seemed to have drifted away from the group. The apparently terrifying blond one. I mean it was not like he looked harmless, glints of anger and impatient stung across that face. Those different eyes flinted with his strange mysterious nature

Being taller then most girls had its perks I suppose. That's what I always thought looking down at Albus. Being larger than legend, people would always notice me first. And Albus would always have to raise his head when I spoke, something I noted that he didn't do when he happened to be in a state of disarray. Currently, he stared at his feet, flustered and biting his lip. Oh dear, that was the anxious face.

At first, it concerned me how he would close up like a castle under the threat of attack when it came to personal life. It had taken me years of trust, instinct and concern lead to how close we were as friends, we traded in our secrets. Albus prefered the romantic company of men, his family had some dark past. As for me, Albus knew that I knew where my older sister was and hid it from the rest of my family.

Yes, secrets were dangerous, but I didn't mind that Albus knew. I protected him by being by his side and he helped me keep my sister safe.

Albus deserved some happiness. So leaning down, I whispered in his ear "Albus, the blond is watching for you, want me to introduce you". Another thing people don't know, even if he tries to hide it, Albus is very shy. Usually, I'm the one to introduce him to everyone. And everyone typically forgets that fact. Blue eyes shone as he whispered back, bright red "Are you sure? I mean" "Sure thing, Albus, you need some time to be happy. Now if you want a second opinion, do you want me to do all the introductions or are we going to wait here awkwardly until he leaves."

Gellert Grindelwald

A girl appeared before me, tall, elegant. A set of red and green and gold. "Excuse me, my fine guest," she said, very formally. " If I could take a moment of your life and time, would you like to follow me to my rather shy friend. You see, he happens to have been staring after you in the distance for quite a while now, and has told me, that he will quite ultimately not want to miss the chance to get to know you.

"And as his good friend, I have taken it upon myself to do this, so if you would just allow me to make my judgement of you before inviting him over".This is I got the feeling that this request was also part of this test of character. What a loyal friend.

Smiling faintly, I said, expressing my near-perfect English with only a hint of an accent. "One thing then fine friend, before I properly greet this shy boy, I always request that names be exchanged beforehand with this type of meeting"

The girl looked hesitant but after a moment a smile shined upon her face as she deemed me a good friend for her shy boy. That alone intrigued me, what qualities did her decision inflect, my looks, my tone, my attitude. "Well my name is Celia and my friend well his full name is quite a long one which he will probably tell you later, to be honest, I'd be embarrassed as well with such a title to express, but in simple terms, he's known as Albus Dumbledore."

Albus Dumbledore. That name made me recall all the letters my great aunt Bathila had sent to me during the long months at Drumstrang. She had often discussed the somewhat elusive and withdrawn family who lived within Godric's Hollow. On that I thought about those letters, it seemed obvious. I should have guessed from the start.

'He has a most brilliant mind and skills beyond his years. Quite like you in many ways. If you contacted him, I sure you would agree as well...'

'Both the brothers have auburn hair at shoulder length...'

'Poor sister, the mother says she can't stay outside too long because of her ill health...'

'Blue eyes...'

'You should come down to meet him on the holidays...'

Barely a years difference between you...'

Still, this was a welcome surprise to discover. If this Albus was the one I heard so much about then I already knew more than I had hoped already... Albus suddenly became more real than dreams without a name and history.

The girl Celia led me towards my Albus. All other movements in the Hall ceased, as he approached me through the mass of people, who parted by his presence. While I knew dreams of him, having them become reality is quite unnerving. Like they always did. Something inside me purrer in contentment, proving this time different, feeling something other than fear, or dread, or pain, sensing his raw power coming off him like waves, spreading over us all.

Celia winked at Albus and whispered just so only all three of us could hear "Let me know about it tomorrow, yeah, Albus", before walking off up the staircase, shaking her head as if confused. Then that left us strangely alone.

Ah, Of course, it was an impressive display of magic, to cast over everyone in this Hall. Just to give us our own space. Blue eyes seemed to be flickering between me and the floor at his feet, betraying his anxiety. Invested, I watched Albus burst up and say "You... look younger than I thought you would". I raised an eyebrow as I leaned closer, "Do I indeed?" Flustered, no doubt, that is quite cute. he breathed in quickly, continuing, faster and faster. "N... Not in a bad way. It's just you must be talented to be chosen to join the rest of our school." Laughing, I replied loftily. "Only since they know all believe me to be great enough to win for them. Although they cannot hide dislike over me for thinking so."

A smile lit on Albus's face, which had me feel immediately valued and appreciated in ways Drumstrang couldn't give me enough. "Yes, people seem to find the same with me as well, like 'You're so brilliant that you shouldn't try thinking about it, we can do that part for you,'" "People envy and race after power as they should, don't you think so, repeating all throughout wizarding history" An emotion flickered across Albus' face faster than I could recognise it.

Should I back off a little, "Indeed that is true Grindelwald, but don't you agree that wizardkind have also chase another form of power which is just as envied?" Oh, perhaps not right this second. Suddenly, much to my great disappointment, my departing fellows called for me, starling Albus a little. "Ah, you... should go for now" I liked the way those last few words changed in his tone whilst slipping a note into my hand.

He turned around to leave, but before he could manage to reach the second flight, I had run up and said gently as if in passing. "I hope that I will not have to fight you in this tournament"."Grindelwald, we are leaving, no time for your tricks." A loud irritating voice called out, I whirled around and replied vexingly "Give me a moment, would you!",Bastard. Twirling back around, I lifted Albus' hand lightly to my lips then whispered: "See you tomorrow, Albus".

Even after hours, in my small crapped corner of the ship, I still couldn't stop staring at Albus' note.

'Fighting before others is an illusion. Fighting alone is far more meaningful. With far more styles. Don't you think? Albus'

Hello, hello readers.
I intended to release this yesterday, but I hope everyone had a happy Valentine's day, whatever you're current staus. As my gift to you, I finally present you Part 2.
Also, my next chapter is already written up, so I will release soon as well.
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