Chapter 21

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The boys were playing in a field while Albus and Gellert were walking around the edge of it. Gellert as tumbing a letter from his sister, contemplating on opening it. Albus gently takes it from his hands "when was the last time you talked to your sister, the boys never met her." he looks at Gellert and holds his arm as they start walking again.

Gellert kisses his cheek and takes the letter back "Not since our fathers funeral, we've been busy" 

Albus looks at him again "you have not been so busy that you couldn't go see her." he looks over to the boys "you mentioned you have nephews too, one of them has to only be a bit older than Theseus. I'm sure they would love to meet their cousins." he feels Gellert pull his hand away and wrap it around his waist and the blond kisses his head. He smiles a bit when he feels him hum, meaning it was thinking.

Gellert picks Newt up when he runs over "one is 15 and the other is 13" he rubs Newts back and lets the boy put a flower in his hair Gellert stops walking, putting his arm around Albus tightly all of a sudden while looking at the road to the village.

A boy was running down the road, another man following him. Albus freezes and goes closer to Gellert when he sees who the man is. He's been able to avoid interactions with his brother since he's started teaching but apparently now is when he can't.

Theseus notices and rubs over to them "isn't that dads brother?"

Gellert shushes him "yes, but we aren't talking to him, gather your things let's go" he pulls his arm away from Albus when he goes to take Newt from him "love, tenir Newt est la seule chose qui m'empêche de maudire Aberforth en ce moment" He says quietly. Newt looks over at the boy and tilts his head.

Aberforth had planned to let Credence play in the clearing near Hogsmeade; he had been busy with travelers recently so the 6 year old was stuck playing inside. He had been keeping him in his sight and suddenly runs forward and picks him up.

Credence had already spotted the 4 in the clearing "daddy why does he look like you?"

Aberforth sighs "that's daddy's older brother.." he stopped walking and looked at them, the last time he saw the older boy he was young, and terrified of him. Now that boy was around school age, and the blond terror was holding a boy that looked a bit younger than his son. Aberforth moves out of the way as the four walk by "assume your son goes to that evil school in the north"

Albus had been content on letting Gellert steer them back to the apartment until Aberforth speaks up and he stops cold. "What" he turns to his brother.

"You live in the alps now right, they would go to Dumstrang. Must get a lot of respect being the son of someone who got expelled from a school for the dark arts, for dark arts. And why are you here of all places"

"You seriously haven't changed. I teach at Hogwarts, he goes to Hogwarts, Newt will go to Hogwarts just like Arulieus will"

"I haven't changed? From what I've seen you haven't changed, you get everything you want. You have the world at the palm of your hand. You want kids, boom you get them, you want a job that you wouldn't get if they weren't scared if your guard dog boom you get the job. Meanwhile I'm just making ends meet here in a tavern."

"And I'm sorry Arulieus has to grow up like that but you chose to drop out of school, I gave you access to your entire inheritance when I left. It might not have been much but at least if you stayed in school it would've lasted you until you graduated, I even left you Mothers house which was paid off before I left." He squeezes Gellerts hand when the other grabs it gently. "And don't start with Arulieus, you could've sent me a letter and I still would've found her for you, Merlin knows it would've saved me days of almost constantly crying myself to sleep because it hurt to be afraid of my own brother. I get you were desperate but you almost, no you tried to kill me. I might've forgiven it because you were young and stupid and angry, but the fact stays"

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