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[fic] Theatre of Death, for birthday Miki \u0026lt;3

Author: s0emme0s
Title: Teatrino death
Characters: Albus Dumbledore, Gellert Grindelwald, Ariana Dumbledore, Aberforth Dumbledore, Elphias Doge.
Rating: R becoming
NC17 Warnings: ANGST A Palare, What if? tending to AU, NSPD
Summary: At the end of the war are the good guys win. Or at least the least bad .
Notes: Spin-off de The outfit and Night of Flames
Note2: Participant in the Maritombola @ maridichallenge Prompt "Lyrics" You Have always gone your way. Well, are you happy today? " (Eagle Eye Cherry)
Note3: For birthday miki_tr , in extremely late, but much, much, much love. You're a special person, your ideas every time they kill me, and write it superbly. I know that this thing is not worth anything, but just to tell you that I love and I'm glad to know ya. Greetings.

Theatre of Death

"And if you come back
love thee as you always did, like a beautiful dream
useless
you forget in the morning. "
Fabrizio De Andrè, For your eyes wide.

Albus had always thought that in real life, as in fairy tales, in the end were the good guys win.
firmly believed (or at least he had believed up to 1923) that despite the deaths, losses, pain, blood which had soaked the whole world at the end of the Good would triumph over evil.
was not the type to believe that peace could be achieved without war. That was a dream died young.
The war, which was inherent man, that was his creation, it was impossible to eradicate.
But at the end of the war are the good guys win.
or at least the least bad.

had just started in 1923 when it all ended.
Albus noticed not all live in a fairy tale, he realized that the world was much worse than you ever were, and realized that he alone could not do anything to prevent the crushing of Gellert Grindelwald his hands.
England, the last bastion of a world he dreamed of freedom, collapsed without shouts of joy or horror.
He let go as an old woman too tired to live.
the morning of January 5, 1923 deaths of Grindelwald's army crossed the sea and climbed up on British beaches, crawling, scrambling, falling.
But they were already dead, and nobody could kill them.
They were not like the Underworld, that fire could destroy. Those were a stronger race. Governed by a man who had passed each threshold of the unknown Dark Magic and returned unscathed, with a stone, a cloak and a wand.
For the first time in his life, Albus was afraid to Gellert. Him as a man, and not as a threat faceless ideal without justice. He
, Elphias and his unfortunate brothers were hiding for two days in the mountains of Scotland, without any hope of survival.
The war was over, everyone was dead, had surrendered or fled.
And then he does not just have to surrender to death. To duel with Gellert.

When he returned to London with him dematerialized Aberforth and Ariana who had not even wanted to leave at that time.
Albus had tried to dissuade them, but if he was dead did not have nobody to protect them and then they might as well who were present, they died immediately. With him.
Elphias shook his left hand with desperate force, but not looked into his eyes when everyone appeared to Piccadilly Circus.
Albus for a second imagined that something was wrong with the materialization, because that place was not, could not be in London.
not there.
Simply because there was nothing.
before him an empty expanse of rubble and looked at him with cold irony.
Elphias's hand twitched painfully around the toes of Albus and Aberforth clung to his shoulder cuddling Ariana.
Albus felt the earth crumble beneath his feet, knowing that everyone, everyone was still with him. But he was not
anchored to anything except pain. Albus, Aberforth
...- whispered in a tone of despair. I know .-

-blue eyes were wide open on Ariana and Albus had nothing more to fear than the rest.
Then, the sound of two hands clapping together mockingly startled them, and the fog, like a bad movie Muggle Series B appeared the villain of the story.
Gellert was glorious, clad in green, with blond hair that framed her face perfectly.
more perfect than Albus remembered indeed.
-I was wondering when you'd come .- Gellert said as the wind came between them. Albus pulled away
off his loved ones and strives to make a step forward towards death.
-Do not you think it is time to return with me, Al? - Gellert said winking with his gray eyes, live, brilliant and hopelessly lost in the madness. Gellert-
Definitely, I am disappointed more than you think .- Albus said disgusted but not surprised.
Gellert pretended to be shocked by those words and put her hand to her heart, mimicking acute pain.
-hurt me saying this, my dear. So what have I done to deserve such disapproval? - Asked with an amused smile.
around them continued to be no living soul, but Albus felt the physical presence of the brothers behind him. Their fear was palpable, as is that of Elphias. You're reciting a script-
? You have it all planned? Do not you realize how much this is sleazy? -
No, Albus, all this happened because you would not give .- Gellert said as if he had received no word of what Dumbledore had just said.
-I, in my generosity, I promised salvation to England if you had surrendered. But you wanted to continue on your way. In fact, you always follow your path. Well, - he added suddenly stop this ridiculous comedy and changing the features as compounds in a face of contempt, anger and hatred - Well, are you happy now? - (1) Albus
And suddenly he understood.
Everything, everything that had happened, the invasion, the deaths, the destruction, razing a city handfuls of salt thrown over, were just revenge for what he had done.
More than twenty years before Albus had left him realizing the abyss into which was falling Gellert, and Gellert not only forgave him but had decided to make him pay in a totally theatrical. A novel of revenge
appendix. For
Albus went a retching that suppressed with difficulty.
-SIX HAPPY TODAY?! - Shouted in the wind man who had once loved more than anyone on earth, more than himself and his loved ones, with a smile that's horrible disfigured face and made him terrifyingly uncontrollable. Ariana
behind him screamed in fear.
Albus tried to turn around to reassure her, but she could not do it. -You are so predictable
Albus ... but I know you my dear, more than you think. Desperately wanted to hear me talk, is not it? Well, now that you are completely immobilized I will be able to do whatever I want.
-My magic is more powerful than yours. I have the gifts. You can not stop hurting those you love. Not now .-
-NO! - Albus shouted in terror, while Elphias ran beside him to help him.
But there never came. Gellert raised his wand lazily and Elphias was thrown away, trapped in invisible chains which pressed more around his throat every time he tried a move.
Aberforth took out his wand, protecting Ariana with her body.
Albus could see with one eye, and Gellert approached, step by step to his brothers.

The girl was crying behind Aberforth and Albus just wanted to die.
-Sai ...- continued Gellert and Albus turned around its prey like a wolf around a sheep-
I must say that in the end surprised me ... I did not think you were stupid enough to take with you your brothers. Do not believe me kill you before I made you suffer as you deserve it? -
Albus tried to free himself with a growl, yet again, but it was focused: his whole mind was given to his brothers.
-Oh ... I know that bear any physical pain ... but if they are the people you love to suffer without that you can do nothing, then ...- his eyes were not separated even for a moment full of blind terror than those of Aberforth -... then it is another thing, am I right? Crucio .-
Aberforth fell to the ground, writhing and screaming.
To its first cries echoed those of Ariana and then those of Albus.
-LET HIM! I'll do what you want! But for God's sake leave him alone! -
The torture ended, as it had begun.
-God?! God Albus?! - In two leaps ahead of his Gellert came a time, approaching his face deformed by hatred to that of Albus-God has nothing to do with this matter. I am the sole master of Death, I can say who lives or who dies and why. I am God, and my love no longer belongs to you more-you crazy .- .-

Gellert smiled-Beautiful is not it? -
The wand moves back into the hands of Gellert and Ariana weight was lifted from land, where the dirty knees had bent to help his brother. E-
the insane, must necessarily be with the fools .- Gellert whispered pointing to the girl who was crying without really see what happened around her.
Albus finally was able to move immediately and put the hand wand.
-What do you want from her? - he asked, far beyond the horror.
-Let! Leave her alone! - Shouted Aberforth now back on his feet, who tried to bring her back to the ground beside him.
Albus tried a spell, but Gellert ducked as if he had sent against a gust of hot air.
kill, kill and do it all over with this torment , Albus thought, not knowing what to do. I did
-scorched earth around you, my love, and I will also scorched earth within you.
"Then maybe I'll come back to crawling. I confess that it is a moment I'm waiting for a long, long time .-
Then he snapped his fingers and Ariana, still suspended in the air, fell into his arms like a dead weight.
-I'm sure we'll meet again soon. No? - Then vanished.
not dematerialized. Just vanished.
Albus ran forward, too slow, too late.
He did not understand. She had not wanted to understand the inevitable.
-What did he do?! Where did you reach! ALBUS! WHAT WILL THE '? -
Albus ran alongside Elphias, freeing him from the chains that held him enthralled.
-I do not know, I do not know. I'm sorry .- whispered her hands were trembling and his body shook in horror.
It's not your fault-Al, none of us could do anything he said .- Elphias just could not breathe again. Albus
pretended not to see the tears on the face of Aberforth and pretended not to keep crying, too.
-I, I could do something. I could only come .- whispered, his voice breaking.
And just when one would have expected hatred, anger and pain by his brother, Aberforth did the only thing that would have brought down: it embraced.
remained like that, all three embraced in the rubble of a dead city, crying, frightened and alone.

[end]

(1) the Italian translation of the Prompt.