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Chapter 2- Bitterness

There was the first time I witnessed and learned about bitterness which couldn't ever be healed;

Dad decided to take me with him on his visit to Hogsmeade when I was eight, James had stayed with our cousin Fred, and Lily was with Gran.

I was so excited, I had never been to Hogsmeade, I only had visited Diagon Alley, and that wasn't the remotely the same.

Dad told me to hang on tight when we apparated to Hogsmeade, I saw Hogwarts and smiled, I couldn't wait to go, I've heard stories about Hogwarts from everyone, I hope my time is just as exciting as Dads… well not AS exciting as his but, you know.

People, mainly students (it was a Hogsmeade weekend at Hogwarts, so we would visit Teddy) stared at me and dad but I couldn't understand why they stared but my dad smiled politely at them as we walked by, we finally stopped at a dingy looking pub, it read 'Hog's Head'.

We walked in and it smelled a bit like goats, the place was a little dark and creepy but Dad kept a hold on my hand.

In one corner there was a women with a veil on ("Hopefully Dung hasn't become a Drag queen, permanently." Dad muttered under his breath.")Talking to her self it seemed, a few tables away were a couple older students who looked like they were scheming, and at the bar was a man in a cloak.

Dad directed me towards the barman, he was thin and tall with Gray-almost white hair and a beard, his eyes were a piercing blue, and he looked really grumpy.

He sort of smiled when he saw dad (I'm guessing he doesn't smile much) and shook his hand: "Ab it's been awhile, how are you?"

The barman "Ab" grunted, "Fine, how about you Potter? I haven't seen you since you had to arrest Fletcher for trying to break into the Three Broomsticks last year."

Dad snorted and said, "I've been good wanted to take Al out for the day so we decided to come and visit."

'Ab' looked at me and narrowed his eyes, "Don't know why you would name him what you did."

"Aberforth, come on you know he loved you and her" dad said softly.

Aberforth looked at my father, "You're as bad as Doge was, when the old brute was alive and kicking. You saw his lies, and if I remember right I saw your "Dead" body in Hagrid's arms. Are saying my brother told you that, boy?"

Dad sighed, he only ever does that when he is sad or frustrated, but this conversation confused me, this man was saying something about Dad being dead?

"Your brother, as you said to me years ago, was a master liar, but he still helped me and I am forever grateful for that. And to think if he did tell me that I had to" he shot a look at me, "you know… we wouldn't be having this nice conversation."

"Dad, who is that?" I whispered before the barman could retort.

The duo looked at me Dad smiled and Aberforth pierced me with his blue eyes, "Sorry son, this is Aberforth Dumbledore, my old mentor's," Aberforth let out a snort and dad glared at him, "brother, and the owner of the bar."

I looked up at the man and smiled, he seemed to soften when I smiled, "It's nice to meet you sir."

Dad snorted and muttered, "Oh Merlin"

"Boy do not call me sir, call me my name, I am not like my, "Cue the glaring at my dad, "like my dead egotistical brother."

I blinked and stuttered, "O-OK, note to self don't call Aberforth Dumbledore 'sir'"

"What was that Al?" I looked up and met my dads sparkling eyes and shook my head.

"Well Ab, just wanted to stop in and see your happy face. But we better go before you set the goats out on me" My dad ran to the door before Aberforth could curse him, and I being my fathers son yelled behind me with a cheeky smile , "See ya sir."

Before the door closed I saw Aberforth's mouth twitch into a smile.

Dad was laughing freely and loudly and I was laughing with him as we made to the Three Broomsticks, but I wanted answers.

"Dad, why is he like that?" I asked after the laughter died.

Dads face was sad, "Well Kiddo, he's bitter."

"Why? I mean he seemed to think it was ridiculous that his brother was your mentor."

Dad looked like he was in pain, "Well, his brother was Albus Dumbledore," I gasped, "yes, your namesake. You see a long time ago when Aberforth and Albus were young, there was an incident where there younger sister was killed, and Aberforth blamed Albus, which caused many bitter feelings between the two through the years, and to add on top of that Albus was the greatest wizard in the wizarding world. So Aberforth was bitter and Jealous and he believed that Albus manipulated me, while I think of him as my old mentor, and a grandfather figure."

I looked at my dad surprised, "Dad what did he mean by 'your "Dead" body in Hagrid's arms'?"

Now my dad looked uncomfortable, "You, James, and Lily will hear about my entire story before James leaves for Hogwarts, but I will tell you that what Ab said was true."

I blinked at him; his answer confused me, so Dad did die?

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