Harry Potter Master of Death

Selfishness

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Headmaster office

June xx xxxx

1:00pm.
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My name is Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore.

I live with my family consist of my mother , my father and my younger siblings.

We live in a peaceful life but in that peaceful life lies behind a burden.

When my sister Ariana was six years old, she was attacked, set upon, by three Muggle boys. They’d seen her doing magic, spying through the back garden hedge: she was a kid, she couldn’t control it, no witch or wizard can at that age.

What they saw scared them. They forced their way through the hedge, and when she couldn’t show them the trick, they got a bit carried away trying to stop the little freak doing it.

The ripple effect of my sister's attack spread through every corner of the family. My  father went after the Muggle boys and was sent to Azkaban for assaulting them. Never revealing why he did it, my father feared that if the Ministry knew that my sister had been sent mad by what happened she would spend the rest of her life in St Mungo’s Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries.

Following Father's imprisonment, my mother  moved us from Mould-On-The-Wold, where the attack took place, to Godric’s Hollow, where my mother kept my sister largely a secret and would only allow her outside at the dead of night.

Tragically, soon after I graduated from school and just before I was about to embark on an around-the-world trip with my friend. My mother  died as a result of one of Sister’s explosions of magic.

I cancelled my trip and returned home to look after my sister, insisting my younger brother continue his studies at Hogwarts.

But the teenage Albus, I who is been planning to travels and my brilliant career, is resentful of being tied to a house in Godric’s Hollow and a sister who needed constant care.

I resented it.
I was gifted, I was brilliant. I wanted to escape. I wanted to shine. I wanted glory.
Do not misunderstand me.
I loved them. I loved my parents, I loved my brother and my sister, but I was selfish.

when my mother died, and I was left the responsibility of a damaged sister and a wayward brother, I returned to my village in anger and bitterness. Trapped and wasted, I thought! And then, of course, he came …’

‘He’ is, of course, Gellert Grindelwald, a brilliant wizard.

Gellert and I became friends ,when he came to stay with his great-aunt Bathilda Bagshot during the summer after my mother’s death.

We were become inseparable as they shared ideas for ‘a new wizarding order’ and formed a shared obsession with Hallows.

But Aberforth my younger brother felt my friendship with Grindelwald had left Ariana neglected.

Because of my friendship my brother challenged both of us and an argument turned into a fight with devastating consequences.

And that consequences is my failure as a brother, a son and a friend.

Because of my selfishness

I lost all the people I love and cared.
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Kendra and Percival Dumbledore my mother and father.

Aberforth Dumbledore my brother .

Ariana Dumbledore my beloved sister.

Gellert Grindelwald my friend.
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I'm sorry for the mistakes

I'm sorry for the scars

I'm sorry for the hearthache

I'm sorry for the selfishness

I'm sorry for the failure

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"Albus my son do be careful"

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"My son please take care of our family"
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"It's because of you our sister is dead! Look what happened because of that friendship with that monster! She died!! For now on ! You are not my brother anymore! Goodbye Albus!"
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"Big brother where are you?"

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"You are the selfish man Albus"

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As tears fall down in Albus eyes as he look at his companion

"My friend ... Where did I go wrong?..."

A fire Phoenix bird looked back at him and gave a soft trill to comfort it's friend.

"All my years of living my life , why I always make mistakes all over again..."
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"Albus are you there?" Someone asked as a old lady wearing a green robe open the door.

"Ah Minerva , what brings you here today? and do take a sit" Albus gesture at the chair in front of his desk.

"It's about the Potter's will " Minerva reply as she took a sit in the chair.

"Hmmm... It's really surprising isn't it?"

"Should we tell Mr. Potter?"

"He already have the invitation at the Weasley , don't worry about it , we can talk it tomorrow after the will opening, and I already send a letter to Mr. Potter about it and he already replied that he will wait for us tomorrow at the front of the bank and in his letter he told me something about meeting someone??"

"Good,  and who would be that someone?"

" I really don't know, here read this " as he show the letter Harry wrote.
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Dear Professor,

              I already received a letter about my Parent's will . And we can meet tomorrow at Gringgotts bank , if it's ok for you , and I also want to introduce you to someone and maybe we can talk about it after the opening will. And thank you for informing me.

       Sincerely,
Harry J. Potter
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"Oh, then we shall prepare for tomorrow then , goodnight Albus"  Minerva said as she gave the letter back and went out .

"I wonder who is that person?" Albus mused as he re read the letter.

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Lmao 😂 it been like what since I updated argh my brain hurts a lot.
Hope you like the new chapter .

Lol I think I fried my brain too much. Especially thinking of the title. 😂😂🤣🤣
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