POV Albus Dumbledore
Me and Gellert fell in love midsummer, this summer...
We shared the same dreams, the same opinions, the same hopes.
It was a long time ago, I became someone else, and so much the better, I didn't end up like him.
I was very unhappy, so sad, when he left, but when I remember those evenings we spent together, those afternoons together at the lake, that impossible but yet real love, all that while my brother and my sister hated him, I tell myself that it may be my fault that everything went so badly.
Sorry Ariana.
The pouring rain was felt on the walls of Hogwarts, its corridors as empty as my heart, all the students returned to their common rooms.
I was bored, and ended up wandering the halls, hoping to find something interesting.
Nothing.. No student, No teacher, no one to talk to...
Nothing...
Nothing...
Nothing...
Yet I search, I go through all the corridors but nothing and still nothing.
I get bored and go back to my room...
I intend to end my day well now.
I lay down in my bed and quickly fell asleep.
As when he was gone, my childish cries often come back.
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