Authors Notes: Omg, I am soo sorry I haven't been able to update for so long, I have been swamped with school, but now, exams are over and I am back home with free time abound. So, I am going to be writing alot, so please forgive my long absence. I hope you enjoy the next few chapters, and thank you so much for everyone who has read and or review my story, I love you all!!
It was a cold but clear. The clear sky, the sun was setting slowly, a orange tinge highlighted the sky. The beauty seemed to mock all of us underneath it. A cool breeze whipped my midnight blue robes. My graying long beard and hair swayed, but the rest of me was still. The land was pocket marked with the signs of battle, bodies of the dead and injured laid strewn about. Except for one last duel, the fighting was over.
I let my eyes pierce the man standing in front of him. "I will give you one last chance, Gindlewald, put your wand down." Grindlewald just laughed. His steel gray curls that adorned his head shook as he laughed. Shaking his head as if had I just told a good jest, "No, Dumbeledore, I will give you once last chance. Run away, or join your sister. I would really hate to wipe out the pathetic life of another Dumbledore." Grindlewald smiled as he twitched the hand which held a wand. "I have it, you know it, I found it, so...step back, Dumbledore, this is not your fight."
I let out a small sigh. I raise my wand above my head and bring it down, all the power I can muster behind the spell...the duel begins.
Chapter 11: Deathly Duel
Before Albus knew what he was doing, before events really registered in his brain, he was surprised to find himself with a wand in his hand, fighting with Gellert and Aberforth. Gellert drew his wand back and as he sliced through the air, a yellow flame, as bright as the sun erupted from his wand. Albus quickly sent a stunning spell toward Gellert, it collided with Gellert's spell, an eruption of yellow and red sparks lit the kitchen. Gellert, enraged sent a curse to Albus. Albus flicked his wand and a stunning spell flew from the tip of his wand to Gellert. Gellert just managed to duck the spell. The spell hit a cabinet on the wall obliterating it in a shower of splinters.
Seizing the moment, Aberforth made a swipe with his wand at Gellert. Large red spots appeared on Gellert's hands, he screamed in pain. "Sie werden kleinen Jungen für Ihre Dummheit bezahlen!" With those words, Gellert launched himself at Aberforth, his wand moving so fast it was almost a blur. A red streak flew at Aberforth, unable to block it, Aberforth fell to the floor, hitting his head on the table as he did. Yelling in pain, Aberforth lay as blood from his mouth began to pool around his head, he stirred feebly, trying to raise himself from the floor. Showing no quarter, Gellert brought his wand down, "CRUCIO!" Albus yelled, "NO, GELLERT! Please stop, hurt me instead, leave him alone!" Gellert ignored him. Albus pointed his wand at a chair, and as if there was an invisible line from wand to chair, the old chair went flying, striking Gellert's back. Gellert fell forward with a crash into a wall.
Aberforth seized the moment, jumping to his feet he ran to where Gellert laid sprawled on the floor. Not even using his wand, Aberforth started to rain blows down upon Gellert, punching and kicking as hard as he could, Gellert tried to cover his face as he tried to get Aberforth off of him. "ABERFORTH!" Albus ran forward, sweat rolling down in large beads. Grabbing the back of Aberforth's shirt, Albus pulled as hard as he could, he could feel Aberforth's ripping as he pulled, harder and harder, trying to get Aberforth off of Gellert. Finally, Albus managed to peel Aberforth off of Gellert. But to Albus's horror, Gellert whipped his wand and brought it down on Aberforth. Shoving Aberforth out of the way, Albus screamed, "PROTEGO!" Gellert quickly redirected his own spell to the ceiling, causing a loud crash as it gave way.
It took a moment for Albus to see anything through the dust. But as it settled, three figures, all shrouded in the dust slowly appeared around the room. Unable to see who was who, Albus raised his wand cautiously. Fear gripped at his insides. Then, thing seemed to happen at once, one person moved to him, another one screamed a curse, followed milliseconds later. Seeing a blue light come flying to him, Albus let off a stunning spell before dropping to the ground, as he did, he saw a green jet of light fly from his left to his right before colliding with something. Instantaneously, the blue spell zoomed above his head and exploded against a door. Immediately light streamed inside the room. A scene of destruction came fully into Albus's view. Most of the room was torn apart, table, chairs, chimney, all torn apart.
A sudden scream of pain, the sound of an animal being tortured in the worst possible way reached Albus's ears. Things seem to slow down, turning, he saw something that caused his stomach to be as obliterated as the room. Aberforth was on the ground. On his lap lay Ariana's head. Blood oozed from her nose, eyes, ears and mouth. She moved limply as Aberforths sobs caused both bodies to shake. Out of the corner of his eye, Albus saw Gellert stand up straight, cast one look at Ariana then turn and run full speed out of what remained of the kitchen. "GELLERT!" Albus moved to follow him until another wail from Aberforth brought him back to reality. He ran over to where Ariana lay. He knew the dreadful truth even before his fingers touched Ariana's still warm neck...no pulse... He stared down at her. Her beautiful eyes were red and stared vacantly to the ceiling. Albus sunk to his knees, tears obscuring his vision. Albus knew that the quest for the 'Greater Good' had claimed its first victim.
AN: Yeah, I know Gellert probably wasn't German, but eh, it was the closest thing I could come up with to what he is. I also realize this is not a good chapter, but this is like my third re-write of it, so, I hope it is at least decent. Please keep up your reviews! They are like the ultimate energy drink for me, they keep me going! Thanks so much! people underneath. A cool breeze whipped my midnight blue robes. My graying long beard and hair swayed, but the rest of me was still. The land was pocket marked with the signs of battle, bodies of the dead and injured laid strewn about. Except for one last duel, the fighting was over.
I let my eyes pierce the man standing in front of him. "I will give you one last chance, Gindlewald, but your wand down." Grindlewald just laughed. His steel gray curls that adorned his head shook as he laughed. Shaking his head as if Dumbledore had just told a good jest, "No, Dumbeledore, I will give you once last chance. Run away, or join your sister. I would really hate to wipe out the pathetic life of another Dumbledore." Grindlewald smiled as he twitched the hand which held a wand. "I have it, you know it, I found it, so...step back, Dumbledore, this is not your fight."
I let out a small sigh. I raise my wand above my head and bring it down, all the power I can muster behind the spell...the duel begins.
Chapter 11: Deathly Duel
Before Albus knew what he was doing, before events really registered in his brain, he was surprised to find himself with a wand in his hand, fighting with Gellert and Aberforth. Gellert drew his wand back and as he sliced through the air, a yellow flame, as bright as the sun erupted from his wand. Albus quickly sent a stunning spell toward Gellert, it collided with Gellert's spell, an eruption of yellow and red sparks lit the kitchen. Gellert, enraged sent a curse to Albus. Albus flicked his wand and a stunning spell flew from the tip of his wand to Gellert. Gellert just managed to duck the spell. The spell hit a cabinet on the wall obliterating it in a shower of splinters.
Seizing the moment, Aberforth made a swipe with his wand at Gellert. Large red spots appeared on Gellert's hands, he screamed in pain. "Sie werden kleinen Jungen für Ihre Dummheit bezahlen!" With those words, Gellert launched himself at Aberforth, his wand moving so fast it was almost a blur. A red streak flew at Aberforth, unable to block it, Aberforth fell to the floor, hitting his head on the table as he did. Yelling in pain, Aberforth lay as blood from his mouth began to pool around his head, he stirred feebly, trying to raise himself from the floor. Showing no quarter, Gellert brought his wand down, "CRUCIO!" Albus yelled, "NO, GELLERT! Please stop, hurt me instead, leave him alone!" Gellert ignored him. Albus pointed his wand at a chair, and as if there was an invisible line from wand to chair, the old chair went flying, striking Gellert's back. Gellert fell forward with a crash into a wall.
Aberforth seized the moment, jumping to his feet he ran to where Gellert laid sprawled on the floor. Not even using his wand, Aberforth started to rain blows down upon Gellert, punching and kicking as hard as he could, Gellert tried to cover his face as he tried to get Aberforth off of him. "ABERFORTH!" Albus ran forward, sweat rolling down in large beads. Grabbing the back of Aberforth's shirt, Albus pulled as hard as he could, he could feel Aberforth's ripping as he pulled, harder and harder, trying to get Aberforth off of Gellert. Finally, Albus managed to peel Aberforth off of Gellert. But to Albus's horror, Gellert whipped his wand and brought it down on Aberforth. Shoving Aberforth out of the way, Albus screamed, "PROTEGO!" Gellert quickly redirected his own spell to the ceiling, causing a loud crash as it gave way.
It took a moment for Albus to see anything through the dust. But as it settled, three figures, all shrouded in the dust slowly appeared around the room. Unable to see who was who, Albus raised his wand cautiously. Fear gripped at his insides. Then, thing seemed to happen at once, one person moved to him, another one screamed a curse, followed milliseconds later. Seeing a blue light come flying to him, Albus let off a stunning spell before dropping to the ground, as he did, he saw a green jet of light fly from his left to his right before colliding with something. Instantaneously, the blue spell zoomed above his head and exploded against a door. Immediately light streamed inside the room. A scene of destruction came fully into Albus's view. Most of the room was torn apart, table, chairs, chimney, all torn apart.
A sudden scream of pain, the sound of an animal being tortured in the worst possible way reached Albus's ears. Things seem to slow down, turning, he saw something that caused his stomach to be as obliterated as the room. Aberforth was on the ground. On his lap lay Ariana's head. Blood oozed from her nose, eyes, ears and mouth. She moved limply as Aberforths sobs caused both bodies to shake. Out of the corner of his eye, Albus saw Gellert stand up straight, cast one look at Ariana then turn and run full speed out of what remained of the kitchen. "GELLERT!" Albus moved to follow him until another wail from Aberforth brought him back to reality. He ran over to where Ariana lay. He knew the dreadful truth even before his fingers touched Ariana's still warm neck...no pulse... He stared down at her. Her beautiful eyes were red and stared vacantly to the ceiling. Albus sunk to his knees, tears obscuring his vision. Albus knew that the quest for the 'Greater Good' had claimed its first victim.
AN: Yeah, I know Gellert probably wasn't German, but eh, it was the closest thing I could come up with to what he is. I also realize this is not a good chapter, but this is like my third re-write of it, so, I hope it is at least decent. Please keep up your reviews! They are like the ultimate energy drink for me, they keep me going! Thanks so much!