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Chapter 20: Final Goodbye
I bent low to where Grindelwald lay. His body paralyzed. Staring into those eyes I had once feel so deeply into I felt like I could cry. Why did it have to comes to this? Looking into those eyes I no longer felt the pull of love. Rather, I felt the emptiness of heartache. He stared back. "Kill me, Dumbledore. Let the Elder vand claim another life. Be the true master of the vand." I stared and shook my head. "You know I will not kill you, Gellert. Death would be too generous for you. I am not feeling generous right now. Rather, you will have to live the rest of your life knowing the atrocities you have committed. Remembering the lives you have snuffed out for the greater good. Knowing that you had someone who loved you and you threw it away for a few years of the illusion of power." Standing straight up I could feel the single solitary tear slide down my cheek and into my beard. As Ministry wizards began the process of getting Grindelwald to wherever it was they would take him I looked into my hands.
For the first time I looked down at the wand in my hands. Had I not once longed to hold this wand? Had I not for a few months of my youth made the finding of this wand been an all consuming passion? It felt so hollow to hold it now, at the cost it had taken me. I did not want this wand. The blood shed by this wand and its previous owner repulsed me. But, what could I do with it? It was not some wand I could just snap. It was not a wand I could just hide. What if someone stumbled across it? No…this would be my wand now, I was the master of the Elder Wand and as its master I would tame this wand. Not using it for power as I had once planned but rather to protect others from the terrors of this wand. My concentration was interrupted when someone finally got my attention. It was the old deputy Chancellor of Magic for Germany. He began to invite me to some type of celebration but I shook my head. "I am sorry Franz, I have a class to teach tomorrow and I must prepare a lesson."
After several hours of begging Ministry officials from different nations and the Headmaster to leave me in peace I finally was able to make my way back to my room. Sitting down in the comfortable chair I could not help but think of Gellert. Not the man I had defeated. But the one with whom a part of me would always love. During those months we had shared in Godric's Hallow I had felt like my life was complete. I had an equal, a partner. Something that had never happened and I doubt every would again. I know I am gifted intellectually. Too gifted. It is a curse. Wisdom has isolated me ... Besides Gellert, where is my equal?, where is my confidante?, where is my partner in life? I had long ago accepted that I would live a single life. For the most part I had no qualms about this. I could dedicated everything I am to my students. But right now the loneliness is pressing on me. The one man I had loved had turned into a butcher and at this moment was on his way to some prison where he would spend the rest of his life. My eyes raked over the wand I had been holding. It was my wand. Oh how in my wayward youth I had desired this wand. The unbeatable wand…and now…I wanted to destroy it, though I know that would be impossible. I detested this wand and yet I know I must be its master. Not for my sake. I was talented enough, had I just not proved it? Had I not just defeated the most powerful Dark Lord of all time, on top of that with the Elder wand itself. No…for the sake of others I would tame this wand. Use it for good. Allowing a solitary tear to slide down my cheek into my beard I sighed. I really must get back to planning my class…only a few weeks left until exams.