The unintentional Crimes of Grindelwald

Prolog - voices from the past

"Is she okay? Ariana?!", he couldn't hear his own voice anymore. He couldn't hear Albus screaming, but he heard Aberforths voice clearly. "No, she is not okay! You killed her", Aberforth was sitting next to his sister, on the ground. Gellert didn't believe him. He never wanted to killl anyone, he couldn't have... He never wanted to kill anyone. "Get out of the way", Gellert shouted. He didn't look around, he didn't care about Albus crying behind him. He had to do something, he had to do something before it was too late. He pulled Aberforth away from Ariana and sat down next to her. "Vulnera Sanentur. Vulnera Sanen...", he began to sing. Grindelwald closed his eyes and focused. He almost felt Albus staring at him and Ariana. "Stop. It's not going to work", Albus said. „It has to work. It will, if I say so" "Why do you have to be so stubborn, Grindelwald? My sister died. The only thing we can do for her now is burying her. We all have made mistakes and no one wanted any of this, no one wants death. But if you don't stop now, you're gonna make it worse"

He didn't stop. He couldn't. It was his fault and this was the only way. He regretted telling Albus about it. There were so many things in his life he shouldn't have said or done. But everything, all his studies, this was why wizards shouldn't live in secrecy. Because muggles did bad things to others when they were afraid. And the only thing to do against that was to make them less afraid. And to make them less afraid, they had to be controlled. "That's enough! You want to make her your zombie, like you wanted your experiments to. I am not going to let that happen. You kill my sister, one thing, but you can't kill her and then try your dark magic on her. If you want to do that, you have to kill me. You are so good in making other people believe in your cause. Even Albus. And maybe I am the only one who sees you as the monster you are. But you won't kill me, like you killed Ariana. Because I am going to kill you first!", Aberforth shouted. And finally Grindelwald turned around. Albus was cowering on the ground, desperatly searching for his wand and trying to hold Aberforth from killing Grindelwald. "Gellert? You don't... You don't want to try your experiments on Ariana, right? That... That would make you worse than her murderer", Albus tried to say. But Aberforth was physically stronger than his brother and he broke free from Albus grip.

"That's right. Duel me now, Grindelwald", Aberforth said. Grindelwald saw the madness inside Aberforths eyes. He had the same eyes as Albus, but somehow more broken. Aberforths sister really was dead. If she hadn't been, Albus wouldn't look so messed up. "I am not going to duel you, Aberforth. I just... I never wanted to kill her", Grindelwald murmered, as he disapperated.

Ariana didn't deserve to die. Ariana was the sweetest human being Grindelwald had ever met. She was so pure hearted and kind and only the thought of these muggles that had done this to her... Grindelwald didn't really care much about other people. Most of them didn't understand his cause nor greatness. And he would have never thought that Albus Dumbledore would be any different. There was nothing the Dumbledore family valued more than family. Flames spread out of Aberforth hands when he had to talk about the fear and pain Ariana had to go through. Albus was brilliant. He was the most brilliant person Gellert had ever met, he had the same vision as him and sometimes, when Grindelwald was brave enough to look back, when he dared to, he had to admit it: they had the same thoughts in different minds. He wouldn't have cared about Ariana, he wouln't have done everything he could to try to save her, when he wouldn't have seen Albus with her. He would give up his life for her to live again and Gellert admired that. Albus loved Ariana more than anybody else. And maybe that was the biggest problem.