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Elena Gilbert ([info]endlessrain) wrote in [info]around_again,
@ 2009-04-03 03:19:00

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Entry tags:1996 09, @private residence, albus dumbledore, ariana dumbledore

September 3rd, 1996 - Homeward Bound
Who: Albus, Ariana
Where: childhood home
When: ...Um. Late afternoon
Rating: PG, I assume. PG-13 if she has a spell. I mean, um. *shifty eyes* I'm not expecting anyone in particular.

Status: Closed / Completish
Summary: Albus visits his childhood home on a hunch, and finds his sister Ariana. After managing to coax her out of the house, he takes her to Hogsmade by portkey (she almost has a spell) and they head off to see Aberforth.



Call it a hunch.

He had spoken - not terribly in depth, but enough - to Lily and Merope each. He had spoken a bit to Frank, and Alice Longbottom as well. And while he had nothing specific to tie all these connections together his mind was attempting to come up with one anyway. It was keeping him up at night, this worry about what it all meant. Was it a sign of something to come? Should he be preparing?

And then... he got a hunch.

He had been fiddling with the ring. He had not warn it yet, though he had been sorely tempted to on more than one occasion, but he had been fiddling with it quite a bit. Thoughts of Ariana swam through his head.

If anyone deserved a second chance at life...

He didn't tell anyone he was leaving, or the portraits where he was going, when he dawned his travelling cloak and proceeded out of the castle into the afternoon sun. If any issues cropped up, he knew that Minerva would be more than capable of handling them.

Besides. This felt important to him.

Once he reached the edges of the castle grounds, he turned on the spot and apparated to a location that was so etched into his memory, that he didn't think he would forget it if he lived another 100 years.

His childhood home.

He was silent for a moment, contemplative, and did no approach. He rested his hand gently against the fence that surrounded the property. The house did not look very lived in. Had Aberforth sold it when he had not been paying attention? But he doubted it. He didn't think his brother would ever be able to part with the place - too much history and past.

He had been drawn here. Why... he wasn't sure yet. But he knew there was a reason.

"Hello?" he called out. His voice seemed loud and echoey to him, but it was probably quieter than he was imagining.

He wondered if he genuinely expected a reply.


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[info]upon_my_return
2009-04-03 08:57 am UTC (link)
She froze, and then she trembled. Carefully she set down the blanket she'd managed to find in a forgotten attic cubbyhole, and she peered down the ladder.

Should she call out? What if it was someone bad? Her fingers curled slightly and she shivered. She didn't think she recognized the voice ... but at the same time, something about it was familiar.

Descending the ladder slowly, she started to edge down the hall until she could peek around a doorway toward the voice. She gasped and tucked herself back behind the wall, clapping her hands quietly over her mouth to stifle the sound of it.

She didn't know who that was, though she'd only barely caught a glimpse of him - tall and pale with a lot of white hair. Don't hurt me she willed him silently as she waited to see what he was here for, what he was doing. This was her home, not his, so why was he here, whoever he was?

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[info]endlessrain
2009-04-04 01:29 am UTC (link)
He thought he saw movement, and he thought he heard sounds. He couldn't be sure - not when it came to her. Too much of his life had been whiled away with foolish illusions and dreams.

But that was why he was here, wasn't it? Another foolish dream?

Carefully, he pushed away from the fence, his bottom lip pressed between his teeth and his upper lip as he moved slowly toward the building that he had once called home. His throat felt dry, and constricted, but he needed to call out. He needed to know.

"Ariana?" he said, voice barely a whisper that he wasn't sure carried. "Ari? Is that...?"

He swallowed thickly, stopping in his advances only halfway to the house.

"I'm not going to hurt you," he called softly.

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[info]upon_my_return
2009-04-04 02:01 am UTC (link)
It was like he read her mind, and she was strangely not reassured by that. Whimpering deep in her throat, she eased down the wall, cradling her head in her hands. "Go away!" she called out as she drew her knees up.

She both hoped and feared the wizard would listen. She didn't want to be alone, on her own, but she was afraid. Afraid of where she was, afraid to know what had happened to her brothers. Afraid to move, afraid to stay still ... she was simply afraid.

If no one was here to track her progress, then she wouldn't have to pay attention to the passage of time. She could simply ... exist here. She didn't think much beyond that, but at the moment she didn't think she had to.

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[info]endlessrain
2009-04-04 02:20 am UTC (link)
The words pierced right into his heart, and a soft noise of dispair slid out of his throat. It was too familiar for him not to recognize, containing the note of fear that he'd spent his adolescence struggling to avoid.

He realized, belatedly, that he should have asked Aberforth to come with him. This was something the other man had always been better at - and frankly, this was something he was better suited for. Albus had never...

A pang of guilt, all too familiar, shot through his body and he nearly stumbled under the weight of it. His swallows became heavy.

Should he tell her? Should he confess to being Albus and see if that would encourage her to come out? But no. She wouldn't believe him. She had no reason to. For her, a hundred years had passed by in minutes. Hours. Days. Weeks. Who knew how long she had been here while he had toiled away, working out issues like who was going to teach defence this year?

It seemed so silly now.

"No one lives here anymore, Ariana," he called out to his sister. "They've moved away. But..." he bit his tongue. It wasn't a lie, was it, what he was about to say? He did know. "I know where they went." He paused, letting that sink in before, "I could take you to them."

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[info]upon_my_return
2009-04-04 03:21 am UTC (link)
She was uneasy. How did he know so much about her? About her brothers? "How do you know my name?" she called back to him as she pushed herself up slowly to her feet.

Peeking slowly around the corner, she peered toward the front door before she oh-so-cautiously crept toward it. "And how do you know where they've gone?" she continued, though she didn't yet open the door.

She was shaking a little and she crouched slightly, one hand braced against the floor as her wide eyes lingered on the doorway. Would he try to come in? And could she stop him if he did?

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[info]endlessrain
2009-04-04 11:26 pm UTC (link)
Ah, complicated question. How did he know her name. Well, it was a simple answer, wasn't it? He was her brother. He had grown up with her. But he knew that that would be a difficult thing for her to understand. For him to explain.

He didn't even know if she had realized what had happened to her yet.

"I'm a friend of your brothers'," he said, and realized with a small smile that that was almost more of a lie than anything he had told her up to this point. He wasn't really a friend of Aberforth's - not anymore - and he didn't really know if he was a friend of himself right now.

He had eased his way further up the walkway, but didn't want to enter the house until she was more comfortable, so he merely rested a hand against the doorjam, not touching the handle. "They... worry about you Ariana," he said honestly. He swallowed heavily, and then said, "Albus sent me to come get you."

He reasoned that very, very soon, he was going to have to stop being so vague; he was just going to confuse her further.

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[info]upon_my_return
2009-04-05 01:26 am UTC (link)
Ari frowned, her weight shifting uncomfortably against the wall. "Why didn't they come themselves?" she replied before she bit her lower lip. "Are they all right? They were fighting. With Alby's friend."

She hesitated. It was possible this man was a friend of theirs, but she'd never seen him before. But really, she couldn't honestly say she'd met a lot of their friends.

Slowly, Ari opened the door, blinking at the brightness of the day as she squinted up at him. "Who are you?" she murmured as she studied his face.

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[info]endlessrain
2009-04-05 01:42 am UTC (link)
"They weren't sure you would be here," Albus said, voice choking slightly, little more than a whisper. "You... you've been gone for some time, Ari. They didn't think you would..." come back "...be here."

He gasped softly, a barely audible noise, and stepped back slightly from the door when she opened it. It was a face that haunted his greatest dreams and his worst nightmares. But it was so much... worse, and better in the same instant to see it in front of him, when he knew that he was not dreaming in any capacity.

He'd heard the question, but it took him some time to work up the ability to respond to it. He gazed at her, almost pleadingly - but what he wanted from her, even he wasn't sure.

"Do you recognize me?" he asked her quietly, though he didn't deny that he didn't expect her to. But he wasn't convinced that informing her that he was her brother was the best course of action right now.

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[info]upon_my_return
2009-04-05 02:45 am UTC (link)
Gone for some time. The words whispered around her mind, and she nodded slightly in agreement. She was fairly certain she had died, but no one had ever said anything about people coming back from the dead.

So she wondered if that really was the case.

When he asked her if she recognized him, she started to say no before she thought about it. Studying him, she realized she recognized his eyes. His eyes. Aberforth's eyes. Albus' eyes. Eyes that were always sharper, more piercing than her own, though, and paler.

It wasn't Aberforth though. He would have been ... well, he wouldn't have been so cautious. So hesitant. So if it was one of her brothers (and oh, did that ever make her wonder how long she'd been dead, if she really had been), then it was Albus.

"Did I die?" she asked him point blank, her eyes never wavering away from his.

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[info]endlessrain
2009-04-05 09:45 pm UTC (link)
He did note that she didn't answer his question, but he wondered if that was an oversight. If she'd been thinking about that and distracted by the realization that she did, and therefore... where had she been gone, and for how long...

And then he was faced with the tough question. Did he attempt to shelter her from the truth? Was that just leading him down a familiar road that had no end point that didn't include pain?

It seemed they had both been given a second chance to do things differently. Maybe he shouldn't 'shelter' her this time.

He nodded his head, slowly, expression indicating that it almost pained him to do so. "Yes," he whispered, voice barely a croak. "A long... long time ago." He admitted quietly.

And then, since he seemed to be compelled to, he suddenly found himself falling to his knees in front of her, looking at her pleadingly - practically begging for forgiveness she probably didn't know he needed her to give. "It was an accident," he whispered out.

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[info]upon_my_return
2009-04-05 10:58 pm UTC (link)
She supposed she wasn't surprised. A long, long time ago. So her guess was likely true. This was her older brother.

Her ... really older brother.

When he moved toward her and fell to his knees, she gasped and took a few stumbling steps back toward the house.

Accident?

What had been ...?

Her eyes widened and her eyes dropped before she looked away. It had been an accident when she'd killed her mother, and ... it had been an accident when he - Albus? Abe? Gellert? - had killed her.

Her breath hitched slightly as she shook her head. One of them had ...? Or was she simply grasping blindly, drawing erroneous conclusions?

"Albus?" it was a guess, a question, even though she thought she knew. "It's okay," she began, unsure if that was what he needed. Reclaiming the distance she'd lose between them, she rested a trembling hand on his shoulder.

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[info]endlessrain
2009-04-05 11:24 pm UTC (link)
He wanted to reach out and touch her, hold her, but he didn't want to startle her further. It wasn't fair of him to do so. She had been through enough at this point. She had been through enough to last anyone a lifetime.

"Yes," he manged when she asked his name, looking up at her with the same desperation - which he wasn't really sure what he wanted her to do with. So he attempted to school his expression into a warmer one. A move loving one. A vain attempt to show her how much he had missed her over these years, regardless of the reasons for that and how selfish they may have been at the time.

"Are you all right?" he asked, almost bleakly. "Are you hurt? Hungry?" A hand reached out as though to touch her face, before he seemed to think better of it, dropping it to rest it against her hand on his shoulder. "How long have you been here?" he all but whispered.

It was as though he had transformed into a completely different person since seeing her. He wondered if he would ever be the same.

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[info]upon_my_return
2009-04-06 12:11 am UTC (link)
"A ... a couple days," she murmured. "I'm not hurt," she assured him. She studied his face, her head tilting slightly, eyes narrowing now and again before deciding that yes, this was in fact her brother.

She swallowed hard before she flung her arms around his neck, burying her face against his shoulder, her body shaking with sobs as she clung to him. She was hungry, yes, but she thought she could wait a little bit longer on that. There was finally someone here to take care of her.

"Is ... how is Abey?" she whispered once she'd gotten the worst of her sobs under control. She did want to see him, if he was still alive - and she saw no reason he wouldn't be.

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[info]endlessrain
2009-04-06 01:31 pm UTC (link)
He sighed, squeezing his eyes shut to keep too many tears from falling when she threw her arms around him, wrapping his arms around her tightly to hold her close to him, almost as though he felt that if he didn't she'd disappear again - which really, was a silly thought, but he wasn't exactly thinking clearly at the moment. All he could think was that by some twisted miracle of fate, he had his little sister back.

He wondered if Aberforth would be pleased, or not. He thought on a base level, Aberforth would be overjoyed... but he also thought it was going to make the two of them revisit a lot of old tension that had been since cast aside.

But there was no sense thinking about that now. He had a little sister to take care of.

"Abey is fine," he assured Ariana, pulling back from her slightly if she let him, resting his hands on her shoulders. "He and I live fairly close together, around Hogwarts, where I went to school - do you remember?" He paused. "It's a bit far from here, we'll have to..."

He trailed off, wondering if it was safe to bring her along for Side-Along Apparition - would his magic acting on her wake up the magic that was buried inside of her? - perhaps it wasn't a good idea.

"...travel a bit," he finished, offering her a small, somewhat weak smile.

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[info]upon_my_return
2009-04-06 02:00 pm UTC (link)
"I remember," she said to him. There was an edge of sadness to her voice at that though - she'd never been allowed to attend. She wondered if anything had changed in all the time she'd been gone. If she'd be allowed to go now.

But she doubted it. She was still crazy, wasn't she? Her magic still wild, uncontrollable, unpredictable.

"Can we go see him?" she inquired. There might have been the faintest, slightest stress on 'we' ... but maybe there hadn't been. Either way, she didn't want to go by herself, and she thought she'd like to see her brothers together without Albus' friend to stir up all the bad things like he had been.

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[info]endlessrain
2009-04-07 12:47 am UTC (link)
His response was hesitance. He slowly started to rise, offering her his hand as he began to walk back. It wouldn't be far to a train station, whether Muggle or magical - and they could get to Hogsmade that way eventually.

"We can," he agreed finally, but his tone still betrayed a bit of his wariness. He wasn't sure how Aberforth would take the news. Perhaps he should owl ahead to let his brother know they were coming? Or give him the option of apparating to their current location? But would Abey be upset at having not found out sooner? Albus sighed. He didn't think there was a way to win in this case. "We should," he said finally once he had thought it through. She should, at any rate. But he didn't really want her to go alone any more than she seemed to want to, so he supposed that wasn't a worry.

"We could go there first, if you wanted," he offered. "It's on the way."

He felt immediately guilty after saying it, which was odd. He hadn't even had the thought that perhaps she would give him an excuse for why they didn't immediately go to visit their brother upon reuniting. But he'd known it was coming.

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[info]upon_my_return
2009-04-07 01:12 am UTC (link)
She listened and watched his expressions. She wondered if they were still in a fight, despite his implications earlier, and she frowned. She took his hand all the same, her fingers curling around his gently.

"Only if you think it's best," she replied diplomatically. It was only then that she realized Abey would be ... nearly as old as Albus. She frowned slightly. They were both old enough to be her great-grandfathers twice over, and here she was, just barely a teenager.

Her expression set glumly as she walked along; where was she to fit in? Would it be like before? She was going to be their dirty little secret? Their obligation? Their albatross? She almost drew her hand away before she set her jaw resolutely.

Well, if they were going to be obligated, they only had to endure three more years. Then, she could free them of their ties to her.

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[info]endlessrain
2009-04-07 02:47 am UTC (link)
He knew the weight of his guilt was being passed on to her without even having to look down to judge her expressions. He could almost hear Aberforth's scolding in the back of his mind, how he shouldn't be pushing his troubles onto a young girl, barely 14. How it wasn't fair.

He was right, of course, but Albus couldn't seem to help himself. Guilt and shame and pain that he thought he had buried long ago was all coming back to the surface at the sight of her, and he could barely stand it.

But at the same time, it was worth it, just to know that she was alive again. That he could hold her, touch her, speak to her again. Small things that he had taken for granted when she had been alive - or worse, dismissed because of foolish thoughts of power...

He had to smile at her words, a sad smile. He gazed over to her lightly. "I do, think it's best," he said gently. "I just wanted to make sure that you wanted to, Ariana. I don't want to... force you into anything you're uncomfortable with."

Though, really - he had no reason to think she would be uncomfortable visiting Aberforth. She had always liked Abey better, anyway, hadn't she? Because he had been too busy with his schooling, and... Gellert... to pay much attention to her.

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[info]upon_my_return
2009-04-07 09:00 am UTC (link)
"I know," she said quietly to his words. Still, it was nice that he cared about her comfort; there had been times before when she'd really had to wonder.

Still, the concept of seeing Aberforth was exciting. So what if he was a hundred years older? He was still her brother. Her favorite brother. Not that she disliked Albus, but he'd always been so detached.

"I want to see him though," she assured him as they walked along. She was getting kind of tired though; she had never been allowed outside much, and physical activity wasn't exactly her strong point. Huffing a little, she tried to keep up with him. "Are we walking the whole way there?" she inquired.

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[info]endlessrain
2009-04-07 09:36 pm UTC (link)
"Then you will," Albus said, as though that decided it. And really it did.

He hesitated slightly, and slowed his steps significantly when he realized she was short of breath. He twiddled his fingers almost nervously in thought. He had... forgotten how unused to exercise she would be. He had forgotten a lot about her, it seemed. His eyes drifted up and down the street. Godric's Hollow was quite rural, even now - and it was some distance

"No," he said to her, his thoughts clearly distracted. "But... we may have to walk a bit more. Give me a moment."

He really did not wish to take her on the Knight Bus in her current condition. He didn't want the questions to come up. He didn't think she could ride a broom... and he was still reluctant to try to Apparate with her.

He paused in his thoughts. Would a Portkey have the same undesired effects as Apparating? Perhaps. But he was slowly running out of options.

Making up his mind, he reached down and picked a small stone off the ground. He pointed his wand at it, informing it to send them to Hogsmade, and giving himself plenty of time to explain the situation to Ariana before it activated. Then he knelt down next to her.

"I just transformed this rock into a Portkey," he explained. "In a few moments, whoever is touching it will be transported to the town where Abey lives." He hesitated, and then decided he should tell her. "I... do not know how the magic will affect you, Ariana," he admitted. "But I believe this is the safest alternative to walking."

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[info]upon_my_return
2009-04-07 10:32 pm UTC (link)
She walked along with him until he paused. Stifling a yawn, she watched as he tapped the rock. Nodding to his explanation, she offered him a little smile though she was hesitant.

Still, if it was just traveling magic, would it really upset her own? She hadn't even felt the vaguest tickle of it since her ... return. But it was like that sometimes. It would get so quiet she couldn't feel it, and sometimes it just burst out of her.

Sometimes the bursts were harmless. And sometimes ... less so.

Still, she doubted Albus would do this if he had other options, so she nodded to him. One small, pale, trembling hand rested over the stone in his palm. Tilting her chin slightly, she gazed into his eyes before she nodded.

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[info]endlessrain
2009-04-07 10:54 pm UTC (link)
He was still a bit leery of this, but tried to keep it out of his face, offering her a small smile.

"Any moment now..." he murmured. "You'll feel a small tug at your navel..." he wasn't really paying attention to his explanation - his eyes were focused on the small stone and making sure that both of them were still touching it - it wouldn't do for him to be touching it and her to let go at the last minute... or the other way around. "You may want to close your eyes, when it happens."

He felt the Portkey activate, feeling the familiar pull nd he closed his eyes as the multicoloured shapes and designs sped past him. He felt his feet crash into the ground, but managed to keep his balance. He opened his eyes slowly, hoping to be where he expected to be - in an isolated section of the Hogsmade village - and gazed around for Ariana to be sure that she was all right from the journey.

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[info]upon_my_return
2009-04-08 12:07 am UTC (link)
She grunted a little, stumbling upon their landing. Her arms wrapped around her middle as she panted a little. Well, that had been ... interesting.

Shaking slightly, she pushed up to her feet, brushing the grass stains from her palms as she looked around slowly, curiously. Blue eyes took in the surroundings even as bared feet carried her closer to her brother, one hand seeking his.

She felt it then, the roll of latent magic inside her. Her breathing shallowed a little as she closed her eyes, willing it down. Trembling, she pressed against Albus, her eyes closed, her face buried against his robes, her breath hitching a little. She could control this, though, she was sure of it. She just ... needed a minute.

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[info]endlessrain
2009-04-08 02:31 am UTC (link)
He tensed immediately when he felt her press against him, flicking up a shield charm around the surrounding area - at least he could keep most of the explosion aimed at them, if Ari couldn't control it. He didn't need anyone else getting hurt. He had transported her, he could take the worst of it. His own eyes squeezed firmly shut in silent prayer.

He wrapped his arm around her, holding her close to him, squeezing her gently to let her know that he was there. "It's okay," he whispered softly. "It's okay. You have it. It's okay, Ari... it's okay..."

Maybe it wasn't right now, but it would be. She just had to regain control, and he had faith that she could. Perhaps foolishly, but his last thoughts were not going to be doubt in his little sister. Not now. Not after finally getting her back.

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[info]upon_my_return
2009-04-08 08:59 am UTC (link)
The threat of explosion passed after a moment, leaving her simply aware of the magic within her. That wasn't unusual though, and that would fade after a while, too.

"I'm okay," she whispered as she drew her head back from him, wiping at her eyes to turn and look around curiously. This was a place she'd never been - or if she had, she didn't recall it.

While she had drawn away from him, she hadn't released his hand, though she did now simply to wander a little away from him to get a better view of some of the shops and houses in the area. "Where are we?" she inquired curiously.

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[info]endlessrain
2009-04-09 01:15 am UTC (link)
Albus could feel his own body shaking with sympathy effort to help Ariana - though he didn't know if his efforts have been beneficial or if she had managed it on her own. He was fairly certain of the latter, though - nothing he had ever done in the past had been particularly helpful to her. If it had been, so much pain could have been avoided...

"Hogsmade," he said quietly when Ari asked her question, managing a weak smile. "Aberforth lives here. Come, I'll show you where."

He started to slowly ease away from her, moving in the direction of the Hogs Head. He supposed he should send word ahead to Aberforth, and he pulled out his wand to send his patronus off to his brother, in case he was in. He wondered if this would really minimize the backlash he would receive from his brother... and then he wondered if there would be any backlash at all. Perhaps he was giving himself too much credit in that regard. His own guilt was so strong that he just assumed that the blame on Aberforth's part was just as strong as well? Maybe Abey would just be so pleased to see Ariana that he wouldn't even...

Albus shook off those thoughts, glancing over to Ari to be sure she was all right and still following him.

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[info]upon_my_return
2009-04-09 01:33 am UTC (link)
She watched his patronus with a mix of curiosity and envy, following it with her gaze until it was out of sight. She hurried to catch up to Albus, her hand reaching again for his.

No, she didn't understand how she was here, but she wasn't entirely sure it mattered how or why. It was enough, wasn't it, that she was here, she was alive, and she was soon to be in the company of both of her brothers?

Ari tilted her head slightly to regard Albus, and she offered him a little smile before she set her sights on the buildings ahead, wondering which was to be their destination.

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[info]endlessrain
2009-04-10 10:55 pm UTC (link)
He was wary about the meeting with Aberforth, but the more he thought about it the more he realized that it would all be peripheral. The same way it had taken him until the funeral to properly punch him for the incident in the first place.

Ari had a funny way of doing that to Abey.

It would be fine. And really - if Aberforth exploded at him, he could take that. Because the important part was that Ariana had returned, and had been given a second chance at life. And for the moment, he didn't care the reason why - he was just happen that it had happened.

So with a newfound confidence to his step (which, again, he had to remember to slow because Ari couldn't keep up with him) he moved toward the Hogs Head for the reunion.

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