Albus finally got to the kitchen where Bathilda and Gellert were sitting already probably for bit of longer time.
"Well, good morning." Older woman said looking at Albus accusingly.
"Sorry, Bathilda." Albus sat down on the chair.
"No no, no, dear. First you have to take your morning tea from the kitchen desk and drink it, 'cause no matter what we won't just throw it away, will we?" When she said it, Albus noticed Gellert's smirking and sighted. Then took a cup. Tea was already cold, but still sweet and tasty. However Bathilda tried to chide Albus, her creations were the best for him.
Finally the three of them started eating rhubarb pie which was usual meal made in summer when the plant grows the most. Then the pumpkin pieces in spicy sauce with potatoes from garden behind the house. Food was fresh, delicious and tart that you could never describe it as unappetizing, unappealing, or tasteless.
"After lunch we are going out." Said Gellert at once.
"Go, go. But not so far away boys. Till evening you'll be home, right?"
"Of course, auntie." naphew blinked on her and finished eating. As he said, two boys quickly stood up from a table and went out to a beautiful nature behind a village. They spent so much time there, that those places were more as their second home. Beautiful fields blooming with golden hair of Earth bending in the light of flowing wind and even accentuated their glowing. Possibility of this nature being somehow unpieceful to anyone was as minimal as these boys' getting old. Seemed like it couldn't even happen in their lifetimes. Young days were full of joy and adventures and so was the drawing on the second page of dark blue diary which was drawn by Gellert one night, when he had troubles with sleeping, because of nightmares that scared him and filled all his head. So he was writing some sentences which just came to his mind trying to calm down. Suddenly he turned a page and his hand started slowly gliding along the paper. Just a few simple lines. Four of them were straight. One turned into a circle.
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Greater Hopes {G. Grindelwald}
FanfictionOnce I ran into a boy...into a boy who was filled by one thing...better say three of them...Hallows of the death...maybe it was because of boy and maybe because of hallows...the only thing I knew after all was that it changed my life forever
