Albus stared down at the page, at the memories of before. His tried to stop the tears, as each one fell and hit the page, tried to stop his heartbreaking. He felt betrayed, felt as if his heart had been ripped out and spat on.
He had given his all to Gellert, loved him with all his heart. Shaking his head, he thought back to a few hours earlier, when he'd witnessed the love of his life kill his baby sister, the sister he had neglected in favour for Gellert.
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It was almost as if the world had stopped spinning, as if time had slowed down this very moment. Ariana looked deathly pale, her body flying back towards the sand, her lips a pale blue. It was surreal. A look of horror overtook Aberforth's face, his hands shaking in anger.
How could you? Albus! Look at her! She's your baby sister and you sided with this...this...evil git! You had left her, abandoned her! For what? Love? This man who just killed Ariana! LOOK AT HER!" Aberforth screamed. Albus wished he could look away.
"I am looking at her." he whispered, his breath somehow lost, somehow forgotten. She laid there in the sand, her chest still, her whole body still. Closing his eyes, the tears already falling, Albus tried to breathe, only to fall to the ground.
Gellert just stood there, emotionless, the elder wand still clutched in his hand. He hadn't mean to, he was aiming for Aberforth, trying to kill him for all the awful things he spewed at Albus when he was drunk, for all the times he had slapped around his brother.
"G-Gellert...why?" Albus breathed out, his heart clenching and his eyes were filled with tears. "Why her? Why?" Gellert had no answer for that, he had nothing to say to that, so he lied.
"Because...she was a squib, she has no place in our perfect world."
