~Memory One~
A younger looking Dumbledore walks into the living room looking slightly defeated and as though he carried the weight of the world on his shoulders. He plops down onto one of the armchairs, clearly exhausted. Just as he's about to drift off to sleep, a young girl about four years old spots him.
"Daddy! Daddy!" She cries out as she runs down the stairs.
Dumbledore cringed as he heard his daughter approach him. She'd probably want him to play with her and he didn't have the energy. He had stayed up the whole night searching for answers on the sightings of a recent dark lord rising to power. Taking a deep breath he smiles at her although he remains laid back on the armchair with his eyes closed already half asleep. "Hello kitten."
"Daddy! Where did you go daddy? I missed you so much." The four-year-old version of Adara tries to get unto his lap but she's too small and to her dismay, her father doesn't help her so she eventually gives up and just continues to smile at him. "Daddy will you play with me?"
He yawns. "I'm sorry kitten. Daddy's very tired. He spent the last two nights working. Maybe next time."
Adara pouts. "That's what you said last time. Please daddy. Just one game of exploding snap. Please."
"Not right now, kitten. Maybe your mother can play with you."
Adara shook her head. "She said she had a lot of meetings today and she doesn't have any time.
"And your brother?"
"Over at Hagrid's hut."
"Well there you go. Why don't you play with Hagrid?"
"I already did. Besides, I want to play with you."
"No, Adara."
"Please? Just one game."
"Adara, I said no! Now stop pestering me so I can get some rest!"
Tears spilled from Adara's blue eyes as she ran up to her room. She collapsed onto her bed dissolving into tears. Trying to forget the fact that not only had her father snapped at her, but that neither him or her mother had remembered to wish her a happy birthday.