[HP] The Order of the Phoenix Family

Inexperienced parents make it easy for the first child to face two situations: one is overly pampered, and the other is overly strict.Albus can't say that his experience was the latter, but he slept alone before he could remember. Aberforth could get into his parents' bed just by holding on to the pillow for a few minutes, and Ariana couldn't even take the first step. No need.

After losing his father, Aberforth slept alone, or became the one to provide company.And Arianna...Arianna, her state has never stabilized, and the opportunity to practice sleeping by herself is an insignificant item of everything she lost.

She had never climbed into Albus's bed, and the mother had been Aberforth ever since.Albus hated the idea of ​​sharing a bed with someone else, but his younger siblings always passed by his room door without hesitation before going to bed, which made him feel...unappreciated.He took the secret from his father and mother, and took on the burden that cost him his life, and the best outcome was that no one died, and the beneficiaries acted as if they didn't count on him at all, as if he was just A temporary worker, temporarily helping Aberforth until he graduates.

Of everything, dare Albus say it, of all the jobs that do the world good, he's been paid far better than this.People will be grateful to him, admire him, and expect him to make breakthroughs in major difficulties. It is not that Albus is arrogant, but that he knows the talents of himself and others. Although many achievements are based on the efforts of countless people, the final result Breakthroughs have to come from people like him.

Every night, lying in his exclusive bed, he thinks about what he and the world have lost.

Gellert never stayed overnight.

Aunt Bathilda regarded him very strictly because of his bad record in his hometown, and he was never allowed to stay out at night.Not that Gellert cared much, but Dumbledore respected Bathilda Bagshot, so he always pushed Gellert to comply with her demands.There had been several fights between them over this, and Gellert thought Bathilda was another excuse for Albus to put his siblings ahead of himself.

You're wasting your time, Gellert always told him, Aberforth alone is good enough for Ariana, think about what we can do with me.

Ah stopped thinking, even more deeply than Gellert suggested.He also didn't tell Gellert that one of the first thoughts was the bed they woke up in each other every day.

He wished he hadn't thought about it.

The first to share his bed was a snake - well, not even sex, just a sleeping bag.This is what is likely to happen when you are alone in the mountains looking for a biome of near-human intelligence. Books will not teach you how complicated the mechanism of protection spells against animals is for different regions and different types of animals (insects) , The operation is all based on experience and feeling.

By the way, Albus didn't pee his pants in fright, it's just that he was a little loud when chasing the snake.

After further enriching his life experience, for example, after succumbing to more than a dozen leprechauns who just wanted to prevent him from freezing to death because of being too generous, Albus thinks that snakes are far from the worst roommates, at least they have no smell on them and don't grow long. flea.

Returning to Hogwarts, Albus felt that this was basically the end of his roommate history.Each professor has a separate dormitory, which is clean and tidy, and the workload of teaching seven grades also greatly reduces his chances of going out.Based on the above information, he slept peacefully, and then almost killed (dead?) Peeves who tried to pour chalk dust on his head on the second night of his employment.

Beyond that, Albus has always been popular at the castle, including portraits and ghosts.Later, the fat lady secretly told him that the parts of the castle are connected to each other in a special way, and that there are many more ghosts who like to peek at the beautiful young teachers through the walls than he imagined.

This, well.

As the teaching job got better, Albus's office began to receive students outside of class hours.Often they arrived dejected, aggrieved, crying, or about to cry, and Albus found it helpful to keep a constant supply of snacks in the drawer.

He is determined to stick to the boundaries between the office and the bedroom, but he also understands that boundaries are destined to be challenged and broken.The first to step over was a freshman whose mother had passed away a few months earlier.She was a sensible child and handled it well until the night when she broke down at school far from home, arranging her fresh laundry in the habit her mother had taught her.She begged the headmaster not to send her back to the dormitory, and Albus couldn't say no to the subject of her roommates complaining about their parents.

Sitting in the armchair next to the bed, he talked about his mother, who before she became a mother was Kendra Quinn, a fearless Muggle-born witch who excelled at school, loved chamber music and gardening, and was almost as fast as Albus. Forget about that.His childhood, his life before him were real, and that's why his soul was crushed when he lost them.

Albus narrated and didn't stop until the young lodger fell asleep.

It's hard to stay the same after a tear has been made, but the visitors keep their secrets, and the trouble Albus had envisioned didn't happen.But he finally gave in after a while and transformed the armchair.He wasn't exactly old, but he wasn't young either, and if he had to sit up all night now and then, he obviously needed a more comfortable chair.

By this point, Albus had drawn the boundaries in new places: only him in bed, or someone else - not even a person.After being Moaning Myrtle, Myrtle Elizabeth Warren occasionally broke into his room through the ceiling or the wall, and she didn't want to hear Albus say he was sorry, so Albus usually just let her die for himself. loose the temper.

This lasted for more than a dozen or decades, his hair transitioned from grizzled to silver, and his beard changed from a round beard to a long beard. Albus Dumbledore became the headmaster of Hogwarts after many years of great honor and outstanding achievements. .

He quit teaching and became the towering peak in the center of the teaching staff. The students knew him less and admired him more. They didn't dare to have any need for his position on the bed. Albus's rules were vacant.He thinks this is not bad, the principal's job is not much more leisurely than that of a teacher, and it is very important to be able to sleep in his own bed for a whole night.

It was Minerva McGonagall who succeeded Albus as Professor of Transfiguration and Head of Gryffindor, and she accepted the most rigorous examination of Albus.Minerva grew up in a mixed wizarding-Muggle family, and as a student she was so good that even Albus was impressed, she had achieved excellent results in her previous work, and she obviously had all the necessary qualities to be a teacher.

These were pure status appreciations, and Albus had no expectation of becoming friends with his subordinates, but such things never went according to plan.One night, he was walking back to bed when he was derailed by a voice from the transformation classroom.To his great surprise, it was Minerva herself who wept.She told Albus her own story: the irreparable rift in the family, the anguished and confused mother who married a Muggle, the daughter who had seen it all and abandoned her Muggle lover.

It's the things that make you cry late at night that shape your life, and they pass, but never quite go away.Albus sat down and told another story: the same beautiful and gentle beginning, the same tragedy in the conflict of two worlds, the same far from the end.

"Don't be afraid," he said.

Albus was a little puzzled as to how this part of his fame had spread, perhaps his students had told their children about it after graduation.All in all, he found his bed buzzing again.The young people of the new era were indeed bolder. They wore pajamas, hugged pillows, and got into Albus's bed without making a sound, and even grabbed his robe or hair to prevent him from going.

He is probably finally old enough to be just a grandfather.

Good thing they didn't ask him to tell bedtime stories.

The stone beast waiting in front of the headmaster's office asked if they should stop letting them in, and Albus let it go, and then enlarged his own bed.Big enough for visitors to come in droves, and if there are no visitors, he can roll on it to his heart's content.

Albus never asked who was curled up beside him in the dark, some of them stayed for only a few minutes and hurried away before the part of the bed was warm, and some slept peacefully all night, dragging Albus to bed together. The bed, and some crying in nightmares, almost kicking his old bones.No matter what they do or how late they wake up, the headmaster never sleeps motionless, including when being curiously tugged at by his beard.Even if Albus recognized certain identities by other means, he would forget them in an instant.

It was an unspoken understanding between a group of people who needed company, at the expense of Albus' continuous sleep, which he was already getting less and less anyway.And when the client is quiet, he usually sleeps well.

Some lodgers, he knew he could remember.

Minerva was always changing shape in the principal's office and slipping in through the door, showing off her flexibility.Most of the time the tabby was around Albus's pillow, where there was always a Gryffindor-hued cushion; if it was on the headmaster's chest, Albus would be ready to get up at noon the next day.

Flitwick climbed onto his bed on all fours, as deliberately as he'd done anything else in this giant's world, and the idea of ​​making the bed lower was dismissed in a flash of Albus's mind.Head Ravenclaw has proudly risen to the apex of normal wizardry in his own image, and accommodating would only be offensive.

There was something eerie in the way Binns hovered quietly over his bed, the only one of Albus's teachers who was still teaching.Albus sometimes wondered if the ghost was unaware that he was no longer alive, or pretending not to.

Hagrid sat on the floor or knelt down beside his bed, with only his upper body lying on the sheets, and fell asleep snoring loudly after a short while.The half-giants often babbled and called their parents by their first names, adding "Glop" later, and Albus reinforced his own bed enough to withstand Hagrid's fists in his dreams.

Remus always appeared on the night after the full moon, and every time he seemed to be enduring pain.He'd lie convincing himself for a while, then throw an arm and a leg over Albus's body, as if determined to cling to the only chance he had to hug someone.

Severus went to bed lightly and quickly, reminding Albus of the snake that had scared him half to death.The Slytherin lay motionless against the edge of the bed, not even touching Albus's covers.For a maximum of two hours, he disappeared as quietly as he had come.

Likewise, Albus never delved into the details behind these moments.

Aberforth, of course, was always the one who broke the rules.

No sooner had the owner picked up on the unfamiliar footsteps entering the house than he threw himself on the bed in a gesture that was too rude for his age, then, muttering curses, he took Albus away without a trace. quilt.Albus hummed sadly, and with his eyes closed, he struggled to pull away from Albus to the bed he reserved for visitors alone, hoping that the other party would not kick him off.

They started sending cards to each other that Christmas, and Albus's cards wanted to kiss the recipient every time, while Aberforth's cards always tried to bite off each other's fingers.

The iron castle, the flowing teachers and students, his bed will send away every visitor after all.

Albus's injured arm gradually hurt to the point where he couldn't sleep anyway. He tried his best to support the overall situation and make arrangements, and the heart in his chest that had been beating for more than 100 years was trembling anxiously all day long.

Too many factors remain uncertain, too many things remain undone, and the ultimate price for his youthfulness looms relentlessly.

On an early summer night, Severus moved towards him, resting his head lightly on his shoulder.Albus' heartbeat suddenly calmed down.He received his farewell, as the moon rose and the moon set, and the clouds passed and the clouds came, and his time was over.

Every ending is a new beginning.

Albus Dumbledore slept peacefully in the castle, and the bed was shared by every student.

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