#aberforth dumbledore

@wolfstarmicrofic June 20, word count 323

“Hey, it’s queer night at the Hog’s Head; fancy a night out?” Sirius asked, holding up the flyer for Remus to see. 

“Queer night?” Remus questioned. “I wouldn’t have thought that was up Aberforth’s street.”

“His brother is gay,” Sirius explained. It was a common misconception about the surly barman, who didn’t much look like he wanted anyone in his pub. But old Abbie was a friend of the rainbow. 

“Fair enough. And yeah, I’ll come. I’m interested to see what Aberforth’s going to do with the place.”

They were both gobsmacked when they walked into the usually filthy pub. Gone were the hundreds of spiderwebs, so thick they looked like they were about to get up and walk away. Gone was the inch-thick layer of dust on everything. Gone was the sticky feeling under your feet the moment you stepped onto the creaky floor. Gone were the creaks from the floor, and there was actually decent music playing over the ancient speakers.  

“Wow,” Sirius said in awe, his mouth hanging open as he took in the colourful decorations. He had to quickly crane his neck around the crowd to check that the taxidermy hog’s head was still on the wall. It was, but now it wore a shiny rainbow wig and a matching bowtie. 

“So, where’s his brother?” Remus asked, interested in meeting the man Aberforth would clean up his bar for. 

“Oh, he won’t be here. Aberforth can’t stand him,” Sirius said, his eyes latching onto a beautiful drag queen with a pink drink. “Ooooo, I need one of those!” he declared and, taking Remus’s hand, dragged him through all the excited people to the bar and ordered the pink concoction, trying hard not to stare at the beaming smile on Aberforth’s usually dower face. 

“Well,” Remus said once they meandered through the many dancers and found somewhere to enjoy their drinks. “Aberforth can’t half throw a good party.”

Paula owns her a lot, and she's also her friend.

She'd never betray a friend.

Merula becomes a Death Eater when Voldemort returns due to her family's influence with him. Yes, her parents were good to her and she has fond memories with them, but they were still dark wizards who actively supported the Dark Lord.

She really can't handle the pressure. But what could she do? Her parents weren't like her aunt, not in the slightest... she could never refuse them.

And Paula is aware of it. She knows family can be such a burner in your life and you can't run away from it, even if you want to. So, whenever they can, Paula lends Merula a shoulder to cry on.

...It's the least thing she can do.

18 yo Albus looking at his beloved, who using crucio on his brother (Gellert&Aberforth)

115 yo Albus looking at his student, who using crucio on his another student (Harry&Bellatrix)

Murderous father, strict, secretive mother both dead but their presence is never quite gone from the home. With all three siblings having the same piercing, keen, blue eyes, and a mistrust of others.

Arianna, with her kind, doll like face and fair hair, contrasting with the deep auburn of her brothers. Her obscurus, forever coiled inside her like a snake, forever looking through you, eyes haunted by the memory of her attack.

Aberforth, perpetually angry and grieving. With all of his father's intimidating stature and brawn and an uncanny judge of character.