Gellert Grindelwald

Moodboard of Gellert Grindelwald dating a ginger boy from ilvermony.

The spell of Scheherezade

  Love is not a spell, love will go bad, will migrate, will be expelled from the heart, will become an equal amount of despair and hate.

 But love will not disappear.

 So Finite Incantatem is totally useless!

(Reprinted with permission)

GRINDELDORE FROM 6.深海巨狗/人止

I did the translation work with some help of my friends,and we are not professional…So there may be some mistakes…

THANK @o0cresentia0o,SHE/HE HELP ME PROOFREAD IT, HELP ME CORRECTED INAPPROPRIATE WORDS AND PHRASES.I AM REALLY REALLY GRATEFUL !

« They parted ways, but never stopped loving . »

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He should have known that it wasn’t his greatest idea to try his hands on the muggle way of preparing dinner. Still, much to his misunderstanding, Albie was so fond of muggles that he wanted to give it a try. Collecting the ingredients by hand, carfully measuring the seasonings, mixing them together, pre heating the stove, all of that proved to be more complicated than he had anticipated. 

Nevertheless, in the end he was able to serve a plate of stew made out of potatoes, different vegetables and maybe a little bit too much salt. Why did that huge amount have to spill out of the salt tin after all? It was nothing but troublesome, and he swore to never cook the muggle way again. 

Gilbert let his friend try the stew at first, eagerly watching him and awaiting his initial reactions. But the face he made was not one that was utterly pleased by perfect taste.

“I know from trustworthy sources that you haven’t asked anyone yet and didn’t bother to give proper replies to students who asked you.”, he explained and gently pushed the bowl away himself. While he could say the same about his own experiences with the girls lately, he didn’t bother to stress that fact.

“How on earth did you get rice on the ceiling?”

“Is that an eggshell?”

“Did you even cook this pasta?”

“For your own health you should cook dinner”

“Last time I cooked I set the fridge on fire”

“How much sugar did you put in this?”

“Wait you’re supposed to stir it first?”

“Do you have an obsession with salt or something?”

“The icing will cover the mistakes”

“Did you buy this instead of cooking?”

“Can you taste the eggshells?”

“Oh that’s what beating eggs means”

“Don’t flip the pancakes, please”

“If you tell me one more pun, I’m shoving you off of this bed.”

“Quit hogging the blanket.”

“You pushed me out of bed in your sleep.”

“I woke up in the middle of the night without any blankets and your foot digging into my spine.”

“You said the cutest thing in your sleep last night.”

“You say the scariest stuff in your sleep.”

“When I have a bad dream, just listening to you breathe calms me down.”

“Your feet are freezing.”

“The dog takes up more of the bed than I do.”

“It’s lonely without you in the bed.”

“I’m not kidding, you really do snore.”

“Can I sleep with you tonight?”

“Apparently you’re a sleepwalker.”

“I don’t think we need anymore stuffed animals in the bed.”

“Can you make the bed today?”

“If you have a nightmare, I’m going to be right here for you.”

“I miss sleeping with you.”

“I love cuddling with you first thing in the morning.”

“You’re so beautiful when you’re just waking up.”

“Where are you going? It’s late.”

Even though the sun was already setting and drenching the horizon in crimson colors, humin heat was still blasting through the lands, setting ablaze every living thing it came across. It was right in the middle of summer, and which better time would there be to hunt for chills right in the middle of pathetic muggle environment? Forcing their way through thick, dying grasses, thorny bushes and barb wire fences, the two young adults finally could lay eyes upon a mere ruin of what seemed like it once was a prosperous and flourishing building, harboring people who were said to be mad. But now, behind that crooked sign, there was just a dirty old building, covered in ivy, moss and dirt.“Your cowardice will one day get the better of you, Albus.”,  the platinum haired man teased. Plus, which dangers could there even be? They were no narrow-minded muggles, nothing here should really be able to scare them. Nevertheless, he payed close attention, were it just to comfort his friend. A swift flicker of his wand was enough, not even words needed, to untwine the fence so that both of them could easily pass. The atmosphere didn’t change on the other side, so he moved on, stepped closer towards the building. “We could make this our headquarters, as nobody will ever come here. Of course we will cast protection spells to hide it in plain sight.”

An impish smile plastered on those fine lips when those dominant words reached his ears. “My place is right next to you, my dear.” he answered calmly with that typical playful undertone that blended into the laughter Gellert seemed to be really fond of. “Imperio? I really doubt you want to fuck with a marionette. You’d be bored within moments.” Even though he was well aware of the fact that his lover was just messinng around with him as a part of their game, he wasn’t holding back his thoughts on this. “And how about less talking and more kissing?” he suggested while coming closer with every word until their lips just almost met. For a moment he paused, held still, let his breath play on those seducing lips that he wanted to have for himself so badly. Being so close made it impossible to properly look at the blond but he tried nevertheless, tried to catch that dark gaze he kind of fell for and consumed that moment with every fiber of his being.

Well, strike off the ‘kind of’. He fell for him.

And while he subconciously realized those growing feelings for that young man so close to him, he finally sealed their lips in a hungry kiss that would devour both of them if they let it happen.

As much as Albus probably wished for it to happen, that very moment the dark wizard was not able to reciprocate these deep and loving emotions. He was just playing along, was having fun, and while he most certainly felt a very strong connection and friendship to the other man, he didn’t consider it involving love or something similar of any kind. However, he paid close attention to not revealing that which would undoubtedly result in their young and fragile relationship ending too early. So, for now, Gellert simply decided to play along and let himself fall into the arms of the only person he admired so far.