【GGAD ABO】Nirvana

Godric's summer flowed by smoothly.It was a Friday evening, and Gellert appeared in the middle of the road. The evening wind blew his ample blond hair, bringing the faint aroma of food.

"Boring day." He muttered as a group of wizards discussed for eight hours whether to import kappa from Japan.A few old guys insist on decorating their yard with kappa, even though they can't even pronounce "kappa" correctly.Gellert only had enough energy for the first half hour before his thoughts drifted away.

Of course, in the last 5 minutes, he voted no.Fantastic Beasts were annoying, and even more annoying than Fantastic Beasts was the youngest son of the Scamanders.Tomorrow he has a wedding, somewhere in the countryside in England.Someone is willing to marry a nuisance. Gellert was sincerely surprised when he heard the news, but Albus gave him a reproachful look. · Artemis Fedor Scamander is still one of his favorite students.

Gellert took out a small mirror and smoothed his hair.This mirror is a new invention of Albus, and it can be used as an ordinary mirror at ordinary times, but after hitting the mirror with a wand and chanting a spell, the mirror becomes a communication tool.It's the mirror Gellert complains to Albus on nights when he's working late into the wee hours of the night with lengthy meetings, and sometimes he'll leave the mirror up on his desk, checking papers and lashing out at the boring bureaucracy .

"...I haven't been able to see you for days," he said. "Merlin and Morgana, I need that shorthand quill. Why do hired house elves need new tea towels for clothes? Push me? Do I look like a Muggle tailor?"

"The greater the ability, the heavier the responsibility." Albus said, he is also writing and drawing, but he is writing a paper, which is going to be published at the International Wizarding Academic Conference in August, "however, I I think you really need to go to rest."

"Are you tired?" Gellert looked up quickly.The person in the mirror has red hair shawl, curled softly, and his blue eyes are very bright, "No, I'm not tired. I slept all afternoon," Albus touched his nose, "I just think you Tired."

"I won't feel sleepy if you stay with me," Gellert demanded. "Please—"

"I'll be with you," said Albus softly. "Go ahead and sign, dear."

It would be even better if there was a kiss.Gellert tucked the mirror back into his robes, and turned his face away. The window sill of his long-cherished lover—perhaps a more appropriate name for his fiancée—was covered with lush vines, a wall of dotted white flowers.The wind blows gently, and the plants roll like green waves, overflowing with fragrance.But there was no scent like the sweet smell in Albus' neck.You can't get kisses and smell pheromones just by looking at mirrors.The busy people in Berlin circulated privately that the British Albus Dumbledore's pheromones were so effective that he could fascinate that Grindelwald.Gellert has always been dismissive of those gossip, but now he suddenly misses the sweet taste like honey, wants to hold that warm body in his arms, and bite Albus's lips and neck hard.

So he improvised and decided to climb up from the window sill to surprise his dear fiancee.

Gellert could be said to be familiar with the road because he did it so often.He climbed over the fence and slipped under the rose bushes.Aberforth wanted to fill his garden with brambles, just to impress "the German."The red roses were in full bloom, and Gellert picked a few of them, and a simple silent spell removed the thorns from the branches.Albus loved flowers, and the look in his eyes when he received them was amazingly beautiful.Gellert was ashamed that he had only picked a few wildflowers as a present, and maybe being young was a good excuse, but he was no longer the arrogant fool.He vowed to do his best.

Just as he put his hand on a slightly protruding brick, the wind brought a headache.

Aberforth will never learn British elegance, "I hope—you have to think about it!" Throwing down a few words stiffly, this guy who is not at all as annoying as Scamander is blowing out of his nostrils. Roughly, "You really decided to marry him?"

"We're engaged." Albus said softly, "I remember, it was in the papers, and you were the first to find out."

"I know! I can read!" growled Aberforth, in his usual way, "I mean, you really, truly, [-] percent—"

"Nice figure of speech," said Albus, with a smile in his voice, which resulted in another snarl, "Be serious! Albus Dumbledore!" Aberforth raged, " "Bang" and slapped the table, "I'm asking you seriously!"

"Thank you, I understand what you mean," Albus was silent for a few seconds, "I think..."

"Are you going to marry him?" said Aberforth, changing his tone and sounding tired. "I'm not trying to interfere in your life, Albus, it's just that the German, can he be trusted? I Asked a lot of people and they said he had a bad temper and mean talk. Though he was a rich man, he wasn't bad-looking--Ariana thought so, and he was just barely handsome in my opinion. You're better than him It's so much better...you're smart," he sighed, "you're the smartest person I've ever met, gentle and caring. Your students like you..."

Gellert clutched the bouquet of roses, his palms sweating.It was a little cleverness on his part that he didn't tell Albus before he published the marriage announcement - he had to make sure that Albus married him, yes, nothing could go wrong.Fortunately, Albus was not angry because of that sudden revelation. That night, Gellert knocked on his door nervously. Albus just smiled, gave him a hug, and then there was the mirror.

"You deserve better." Aberforth summed it up briefly, "better - richer, more handsome... mainly good-natured, listenable to advice, and never assertive. Otherwise your Married life is going to be a mess," he stammered, "I hope you, you, you are happy—"

Silence, a long silence that seemed to have passed half a century.Gellert's heart was stuck in his throat, and he nearly snapped off a rose branch.

"Thank you, my good brother." Albus said with a hoarse voice, "Thank you for caring about me..."

"I don't want to see you suffer," said Aberforth awkwardly. "Merlin, oh God, why are you crying? Ariana is going to scold me..."

"Thank you, I don't know what to say." Albus chuckled softly, "Sometimes I'm thinking, Gellert is back and still likes me...it's incredible."

"Everyone likes you, and he's not crazy, so of course he will." Aberforth said loudly again, "You are the best!"

"No," said Albus, very softly, dreamily, "as I said, I've done a lot of wrong things... but Merlin and God forgave me and gave me a second chance. I Love Gellert," he said, the dream faded from his voice, and his voice became firm and powerful, "I used to think this kind of love was a shame, it made me ashamed, but now—"

"I admit, I love him." Albus said clearly, "I love him, and at the same time, I'm very happy that he loves me."

As Gellert climbed over the ledge, the morning star shone brightly in the sky.

"Ah, I accidentally crushed it." He held up the few wimpy red roses, "Well... I'll buy you a new bouquet when you're on vacation tomorrow. You can have any color you want."

"Thank you." Albus took the rose and blinked playfully, "Have you forgotten the rules of the Dumbledore House? You can't—"

The sound stopped abruptly as Gellert hugged him hard.

The heart was beating wildly in the chest cavity, and the blood was rushing, as if it was about to burst.The sweet aroma gently spread over the skin, making the heart bigger and fuller, and something was about to come out, which was uncontrollable.

"Merlin," Gellert murmured.

This is what it feels like to love someone.