What should've happened

Chapter 3

For once, surprisingly, Gellert felt happy about something other than his studies. Two weeks he had spent in Godric's Hollow, and he had started talking to Albus more, finding out he didn't want to hide any more from muggles either. It started with them meeting maybe once a day and in two weeks they were spending from lunch to almost dinner with each other talking about plans and the hallows.

They were currently in Gellerts' room, and he was watching Albus going through his book, fighting the urge to take it back. "You really should actually organize this, like get a folder for all these loose papers" Albus looks at him and laughs a bit, shutting the book. "You can take your book back."

After Gellert takes it back and puts it in his drawer; he looks back at Albus "Don't look at me like that" he fixes his shirt, "stop looking at me like that, do I have something on..." he stops, even if hes been speaking English since he was little he still had trouble with translating since he didn't speak it often because he only talked when necessary at school. He glares at Albus when he hears him laugh quietly and looks at the mirror.

Albus smiles more and laughs. "No there is nothing on your face Gellert, I forget sometimes people don't like to share their things" he looks at the time, "I should get back before Aberfroth attempts to make dinner." He goes to get up and take his things. He takes the bag that Gellert hands him "Thanks" Albus goes to walk out the door, "Oh, we should go somewhere else tomorrow like outside. I'm getting antsy sitting inside all the time when it's so nice out.

Gellert looks at him, studying his face again, he had been moving around in his seat more the past couple days than the week before. He hadn't been getting like that, but he also wasn't someone who needed to be outside to get out energy. "Ok, let's go look through the graveyard then", he watches him leave the room after a nod and then goes to his window to watch Albus walk down the road to his house.

He closes his eyes for a second getting a glimpse of a vision before opening them again, he closes them again but doesn't get the vision again, instead he gets the same war he has seen between the muggles that he has seen before. He sighs and takes out his bag, looking for the set of tarot cards that Dumstrangs' divination teacher insisted he took when he found out he was a true seer.

He hadn't used them before, he tended not to, knowing that if he had a short vision, a longer one will most likely follow of the same scene. But this glimpse, a glimpse of Albus and him kissing under a tree, he couldn't tell if it was just his imagination talking or an actual vision. He opens the small metal box and takes out the cards, going to the table and sitting down. He starts shuffling them, overhanging and riffling them for a few minutes until he throws them to spread out on the table. Three were flipped over; the lovers, the ace of wands, and the justice, all upright.

The lovers ; upright it traditionally it means to reflect the challenges of choosing a partner. At a crossroads, one cannot take both paths. More modernly it has taken a strictly romantic role, that you may believe to have found your soul-mate and have a strong connection with them, this new meaning also implies that the feeling is mutual and goes beyond instant gratification.

The ace of wands ; upright it offers new opportunities or ideas with the potential to grow. It also is often associated with inspiration, ambition, drive, and desire. It can refer to an action setting of a chain of events, like a new beginning or a birth. Furthermore, it also can represent a will that is entirely focused on seeing an idea through to the end.

Justice ; it has to do with moral sensitivity and that which gives rise to empathy, compassion, and a sense of fairness. Since the time of Solomon, this image has represented a standard for the humane and fair-minded treatment of other beings.