Reaper Of The Wizarding World - Volume 1 Chapter 25 Dumbledore's Burden

Unlike my initial plan I’m not able to look around his memories or traumas I could only look at what was in front of me. It was a heavy memory… maybe the most painful memory I have ever seen so far.

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*Memory of Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore*

Inside an old villa style house sat a fireplace with two rocking chairs merely a few feet away from each other. On one chair there was a young man with black hair and a handsome face holding a scarf only halfway done, he was knitting it. On the other chair was a beautiful young girl who only looked to be around 12, she too was knitting she was making a pair of socks nearly complete. This was Albus and his younger sister Ariana Dumbledore.

“Thank you for learning knitting big brother,” Ariana said with a weak voice.

Albus smiled not looking up from the half-complete scarf “Don’t think much of it, I enjoy spending my time with you.”

“I know that’s not true brother, I know you would rather be at Hogwarts right now learning more magic.” She had tears threatening to fall.

Albus put down the scarf and put his hand on her shoulder. “Don’t say that Ariana, I will always find time for you, even if I become the busiest person in the world.”

“I wish I was normal, then I could join you at Hogwarts. I wouldn’t be locked in this house like a caged bird Brother, what’s wrong with me?” She was balling at this point tears falling onto the freshly knitted pair of socks.

Albus got up and hugged his sister as she cried and spoke softly “Nothing is wrong with you Ariana, you are perfect. I promise you, I will find a way to make you better… then you can leave this house and go anywhere you please.”

She wrapped her arms around his neck “Thank you big brother”

After crying for a minute or two they separated from their hug and Ariana held out the socks in front of herself.

“Here I finished them, sorry I haven’t learned anything better than socks yet.” She looked pitiful with her puffy red eyes holding out the socks like a scared rabbit.

Albus took the socks and gave her a kiss on the forehead “Socks are the best gift you could give me, make sure to make some more.” Albus has a wide smile on his face but hidden behind it was the sadness he felt for his sister.

He was one of the most talented students to go through Hogwarts in hundreds of years. And yet there was nothing he could to help his sister. The worst part was he couldn’t even seek help for his sister’s strife since it would only make it worse.

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*Soren’s POV*

The warmth I felt from this memory pushed aside the prejudice I had previously about Dumbledore. The care he held for his sister felt more real than anything I had thought possible from only a memory. Had I not been fully conscious in the memory I may have been swept up in the memory by the sheer passion.

But no matter how warm it was it just leaked sadness like he was trying not to let himself be happy on the memories of his sister. It felt like he wanted to punish himself with her memory

The sheer strength of his soul mixed with how powerful his feelings were made me feel threated. If the most powerful wizard in the world can feel like this then what are my chances to achieve true happiness?

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*Memory of Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore*

In the field behind the Dumbledore household.

Three people standing in a circle one was Albus who looked to be around 19 at the time. Then there was Aberforth, Albus’s brother whom he often would argue with. Lastly was a handsome man with dirty blonde hair, Gellert Grindelwald… Albus’s first and only love.

“You stay away from my brother! Filling his head with your delusions of conquering the muggle-born you disgust me.” Aberforth spat his words toward Grindelwald

“You are nothing more than a boy who lives in his older brothers shadow. Maybe it is jealousy that drives you? Upset that I stole your big brother from you?” Grindelwald had a smug grin as he spoke.

Aberforth grit his teeth “You are just manipulating my brother, you know you are not powerful enough to achieve your dreams yourself.”

Albus doesn’t want to get involved, the man he loved on one side and his younger brother on the other. Taking a side would only serve to escalate the situation.

Grindelwald laughs a bit “And so what if I was manipulating him? How would that have anything to do you? You will always just be a bug standing next to a giant. Pathetic.”

Aberforth turned to Albus “Are you fine with this?! Do you really think Conquering the Muggle-born will just instantly fix all the problems in the wizarding world?!”

Albus hardened himself and spoke up. “I don’t know, but I can make a better world for Ariana I know that.” Aberforth was taken aback by this answer and Grindelwald laughed at it.

“So that’s why you are here? To get in our way?” Grindelwald spoke as he pulled out his wand.

Aberforth backed up a bit and pulled out his wand as well. “Yes, it is”

Dumbledore backed away as well pulling out his wand “Stop this, it can be solved without violence.”

Grindelwald just smiles and fires a spell at Aberforth.

Aberforth deflects it and a small explosion happens the direction he deflected.

They begin firing spells back and forth causing explosions all around Albus didn’t join in since he didn’t want to injure either of them. Grindelwald was at an obvious advantage the whole time, he was simply a better wizard, not to mention older.

As Albus was tempted to help his brother he noticed, Grindelwald’s wand stated glowing green, he was using the killing curse.

“STOP!” Albus yelled as he cast protection around his brother saving his life.

Albus started flinging spells as well, at first he was sending out stupify but he realized both Aberforth and Grindelwald were only using the killing curse. Influenced by his anger he started using it as well.

“Stop fighting!” Ariana’s voice cut through the fight.

No one stopped flinging spells but Albus turned his head “Ariana go back in the house!”

“No! I will help you,” She said as a black heavy smog substance started erupting from her body.

Albus flung one last spell at Grindelwald as he turned to Ariana to try and calm her down.

As he turned he saw the spell he had flung had been deflected by Grindelwald and hit Ariana before she transformed.

She fell to the grass lifeless the black substance coming from her body vanished as if it never existed.

“”NO!”” Aberforth and Albus both yelled at the same time running over to her body. Grindelwald simply backed away.

Albus got to her body first and kneeled on the ground next to her. He grabbed her into his arms, her face was already pale. He ran his hand over her cheek and through her hair, she was already starting to get cold.

He gripped her tightly and hugged her body, tears running down his face.

“Ariana.” He let out in a whimper.

Aberforth stood over him with clenched fists tears running down his face he looked furious.

The memory began to fade as it did Albus could be heard in a sobbing voice “I’m sorry, I’m so so sorry Ariana.”