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Chapter 1 : Dumbledore and Grindelwald
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Gellert Grindelwald was sitting on the stone slab that was his bed when the door to his cell burst open. Heart pounding he tried to remain calm as a cloaked figure entered the room.
It was Lord Voldemort. Gellert had known that this day would come. Some one would figure out that he had had the Elder Wand. But he didn’t have it anymore. Ever since Albus had beaten him and taken the wand, Gellert hadn’t even touched a wand.
But that was in the past. And it was best not to dwell on the past, when there was a Legillimens in the room.
As Voldemort demanded to know where the wand was, Gellert stalled for time, pretending that he had no idea what he was talking about. Gellert didn’t want to die, but he knew that eventually Voldemort would tire of this and end his life. But Voldemort must not find the wand. He did not have the right to see Albus’s dead body.
All too soon, Gellert sensed that Voldemort had gotten fed up. His patience hung by a thread. He kept on talking, delaying the inevitable. And then, a flash of green light and it all went dark.
Darkness. But, Gellert felt something in him. He wasn’t dead? He had been hit by the killing curse, how could he be alive. Slowly, he opened his eyes. He was in a large cathedral sized misty place.
It was peaceful, so very peaceful. Suddenly, he noticed that he was naked. Even though there was no one around, he wished there were clothes. Instantly, a fresh pair of robes formed around him. Curious, he thought.
As he took in more of his surroundings the more it took shape. It reminded Gellert almost of where as a child he would take the train to Durmstrang. But that was in the past and it was best not to dwell on the past.
“Done admiring the view?” a familiar voice behind him asked.
With a gasp, Gellert turned around. “Albus…?”
“Yes,” said an old figure with a long beard, “It’s me.”
“Where am I? What happened? How are you here?” Gellert demanded to know.
“No hello or greeting?” Albus asked.
“If you would recall, Albus, our last encounter did not go so well! You strutting in, apologizing for locking me up for the next fifty some years of my life! Sorry for not jumping for joy!” spat Gellert.
“Are you done?” Albus asked quietly.
Gellert glared at Albus until the latter spoke, “You are nowhere.”
“Well that makes sense. Thanks for sharing,” Gellert snapped.
“I wasn’t done yet. You are in… limbo. In between worlds,” said Albus.
“Hmmm… Continue,” said Gellert.
“You can either move on or stay behind. Or stay in limbo forever. Not going anywhere. Just existing,” Albus continued.
“Go back? Continue living?” whispered Gellert.
“I did not say that. I said go back. As a ghost,” Dumbledore said softly.
“And what of moving on? What happens then?” Gellert questioned angrily.
You will be judged. If you pass, you’ll go to what some call heaven. If you’re bad, to what you might call hell,” Dumbledore answered.
“Judged?” Gellert asked worriedly.
“Yes, Gellert. You must answer for what you did,” Albus said.
“What happens if I don’t pass?” Gellert questioned.
Albus looked away. “I do not know, but it will not be pleasant.”
“Fantastic,” mumbled Gellert, “How much time do I have?”
“As much as you need,” answered Albus cheerfully, “But I have some good news.”
“Tell me!” exclaimed Gellert.
“They know you repented. And for what it’s worth I’ve forgiven you.” Albus said solemnly.
“You have?” whispered Gellert, “Do you know how much I’ve agonized over what happened? How much I’ve regretted leaving you?”
“More than you know, Gellert. Perhaps I was at fault too. I pushed you too hard, drove you until the Hallows we’re the only thing you cared about.” Albus said.
“No… It was my fault. You were innocent. Perfect. I distracted you from your real goal in life. Teaching. Leading. Fighting evil. Being a better person.” Gellert admitted.
Albus looked sad as Gellert fought back tears. A million different emotions seemed to be playing on his face. “I… forgive you too…” Gellert whispered.
Gellert rushed forward and embraced his old friend and lover. “Are you ready?” Albus asked.
Gellert nodded slowly and Albus said, “I’ll be there for you. Always.”
Author’s Note: CORNY!!!!
Did all that forgiveness come out to fast? I think it might’ve….
Oh well I like it.
Thoughts? Review!! :D
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