【GGAD ABO】Nirvana

Under everyone's persuasion, Albus went back to the room and slept from nine to twelve o'clock.The dream was mixed, he was in a castle made of cotton candy, his hands and feet were tightly bound.A voice told him that he was about to marry a manticore.Finally, he woke up with a thin layer of cold sweat on his forehead.The sunlight filtered softly through the apple-green curtains, and the sweet smell of baked bread came from downstairs, as well as the cold smell of his favorite pheromone.

"It's a pity I didn't learn divination," Albus muttered, changing out of his pajamas.Fortunately, sitting at the table is the greatest prophet of this century, Gellert is radiant, wearing a deep purple floral shirt, and his blond hair is meticulously combed.As soon as he saw Albus, he jumped up and ran to the stairs, offering him a hug over the banister.

"Did you sleep well?" Gellert took Albus's hand. "I moved the table back—for Merlin's sake, that was awkward!"

Aberforth, who was reading a newspaper, coughed loudly, as if he had suddenly suffered from severe pharyngitis. "I've baked new bread," said Ariana, wearing her linen apron, "and the soup hasn't boiled yet...the soup will be almost done when Albert and Annie get back. Albus, would you like a piece of bread?" ? Very tender."

Gellert pulled out a chair and offered Albus a seat. "Thanks, we can eat together later," said Albus, who was of course next to Gellert.Almost at the same time, black tea floated in front of him, the aroma was tangy, and the silver teaspoon was shining.

"Some people, just for their own convenience, mess around in other people's homes!" Aberforth complained, glanced at the white porcelain red teacup, and closed his mouth again.

"It's the best tea for Muggles," said Gellert, still holding Albus's hand, "try it, dear—"

Aberforth coughed louder, as if choking on a newspaper headline. "Have you caught a cold?" Albus asked gently, "The morning breeze has been a bit chilly lately."

"I went to herd sheep during the day, and my hair was covered with dew." Aberforth snorted, keeping his eyes away. "You should have eaten breakfast before going to bed. An empty stomach is not good for your health."

Albert came back, carrying the sleeping Anne on his shoulders, with vegetables and meat in his hands.He chattered excitedly about Muggle savvy, "The price of cabbage seeds has gone up! I knew I should pay more for Muggle money..." Ariana brought out bread, soup, and fried fish.Annie woke up shrugging her nose, rubbing her eyes, "Oh, Mr. Germany."

Gellert scowled, "We haven't settled our bill yet, miss."

Compared with her father, Anne is not afraid of this blond foreign neighbor at all. "But you just took off your clothes," she held up her little head, as if her mother was a child, "you have put your hands on your belt!"

"For Merlin's sake, who taught you this?" Arianna demanded sharply, "Albert! Don't let Anne fool around with the Potter kids again! Look what she has learned ?”

"Okay," Albus squeezed Gellert's fingers, "Annie, what are we going to do before dinner?"

"Pray—" the little girl drew a long tone, and then closed her eyes.

It was a very pleasant meal.Albus wasn't sure if it was because his sister's bread was too sweet, or because Gellert was around, or maybe both.After eating, everyone drank a cup of black tea brought by Gellert.Even Aberforth couldn't fault it, there was literally nothing wrong with those teas. "Maybe he just has improved taste," Aberforth muttered, "after all—"

He looked listless and kept avoiding Albus's gaze.As Albus and Gellert walked hand in hand along the woodland path in the afternoon, he mentioned it softly, with a hint of guilt and apprehension.

"He's always hated me," Gellert said, "and he never hides it."

"He's much sharper than me." Albus sighed, and the shadows of the leaves fell on Gellert's face, just like a hundred years ago, "He can always see through the essence of things and put them forward bravely."

"Or he's just worried that I'm too poor to give you a grand engagement." Gellert took Albus's hand and kissed the round fingertips, "He kept looking at your hand... as if Suspect you put an invisibility spell on your engagement ring. We were too hasty, I say."

Albus froze.Gellert looked at his expression, showed a mischievous smile, and chuckled, "Sorry, dear," he took Albus into his arms and kissed his hair, "The tapestry I ordered hasn't Done... Engagement rings, we do lack engagement rings. I've been dealing with official documents this week, and the artisan's drawings were delivered to my office yesterday..."

"I thought..." Albus smelled the clear pheromones, and the strange, bitter smell of the potion from Gellert's shoulder wound. "You think?" Gellert held his chin with one hand. "Do you think I'll go back on my word, Albus Dumbledore?"

Albus admitted in his heart that he was shaken for a second just now.He didn't intend to tell Gellert, but seeing the frown on the other side, his cover-up failed completely.

"You should have used Legilimency on me," Gellert said. "I've asked you countless times."

"In case it's those Muggle girls in Berlin again—" Albus half-joked, "I'm afraid—"

"If I have any obscene thoughts, it's directed at you." Gellert looked at him helplessly, "I must say, I still have a lot of obscene thoughts, and they are all over my head, such as now—"

"I had a dream." Albus quickly changed the subject as if he had been burned, "I dreamed that I was tied up and someone forced me to marry a manticore."

"Does that thing have my face on it?" Gellert muttered. "Oh, dream, it's just a silly dream. I've had many dreams of you walking into a church with someone else, like that Madge Ben's nephew. So I killed them, with all sorts of cruel spells."

"It is said that the dream is the opposite of the reality." Albus lowered his head, his face was so hot that he couldn't calm down at all, "I haven't learned much about divination, you know."

"No matter what kind of dream you have, you can only marry me, that's the truth." Gellert said seriously, "Don't underestimate the willpower of a guy who has died twice, and of course, don't overestimate it too much." it."

In the evening, Gellert walks Albus home.They say goodbye symbolically, because in 5 minutes they will meet up for dinner.Aberforth was standing behind the fence with a huge pair of shears floating beside him, snapping and trimming the hedge.

"Wait." Gellert dragged back Albus who pushed open the fence door, "I forgot one important thing."

The evening wind and setting sun cast a gentle mist on Albus's keen blue eyes.That 17-year-old is so stupid to give up such a partner.Gellert felt bitter and funny, "It's a good thing I don't."

He kissed Albus's soft lips hard and took more than a minute to let go.Then he winked at the stunned Aberforth, "Thanks for the reminder."