Short Stories: Eloquence, Hair, Of Fireflies and Enchantments (A First Kiss)
ARCHIVING, HELLO :D I like this comm.... (is this okay, or should I put them in different posts? I was planning to put all the Unsent Letters stories in one...)
Title: Eloquence
Author: Julia (hello_ilu/demon_dear)
Rating: G/PG
Summary: Just a drabble.
Disclaimer: Don't own it... unfortunately
Warnings: None
Author's Note: Dedicated to edna_blackadder, because she called Gellert "eloquently insane" first. <3
Gellert laughs softly, violet eyes flashing as he catches his breath, and Albus can’t help smiling. Gellert has been talking nonsense for ten minutes, almost- that’s the way they work, lately. One of them just talks, and the other listens and sorts things out and makes notes. Albus always loves when it’s his turn to listen, because hearing Gellert talk is amazing. He has a soft, sweet German accent, with British undertones no doubt acquired because of all his time spent with Albus. But the best part is how he talks, because Gellert Grindelwald is eloquently insane and simply amazing.
Title: Hair
Author: Julia (hello_ilu/demon_dear)
Rating: G/PG
Pairing: light Albus Dumbledore/Gellert Grindelwald
Summary: Another drabble.
Disclaimer: Still don't own them.
Warnings: None
Albus tucks a lock of hair absently behind his ear, and Gellert watches the other teenager closely. Light reflects off Albus’s auburn hair, setting it on fire and making him even more beautiful. Gellert grins ever-so-slightly, sucking lightly on the end of his quill and turning back to his notes.
Albus sees Gellert watching. He stays focused on the book until his friend looks away, then sneaks a glance out of the corner of his eye. Gellert’s hair looks like pure gold wherever the sunlight touches, and the curls make the picture perfect. Albus smiles and goes back to reading.
Title: Of Fireflies and Enchantments (A First Kiss)
Author: Julia (hello_ilu/demon_dear)
Rating: PG
Summary: Because I seem to be able to read AD/GG into anything in book 7 now, even Ron talking about how Albus is supposed to have invented the Deluminator.
Disclaimer: Do not own...
Warnings: boy-kissing
“You know what you need to invent, Albus? Something that takes away light,” Gellert says, looking over at his friend with a slight twinkle in his eye.
They are sitting in an apple tree between Bathilda’s house and the Dumbledores’, and it is nearly dusk. Fireflies are swarming around, flashing every few seconds, and Gellert reaches out and catches one occasionally, watching its light shining between his fingers for a moment before letting it go.
Albus raises an eyebrow at him. “Lumos does that, Gellert, don’t tell me you’ve forgotten,” he replies, laughing softly.
Gellert rolls his eyes. “Honestly, Albus. I meant something that can take light away from something- a streetlamp or a candle- and store it, and then you can use it again whenever you need! Think about it!”
Albus thinks about it, and has to admit that it’s quite a good idea. “Well then, two questions. One, what on earth made you think of that, and two, why don’t you do it yourself?” he asks, shaking his arm slightly to dislodge a firefly.
“One, fireflies. And two, you’re the one that’s good at enchanting things,” Gellert tells him, as if they’re both much too obvious for him to be explaining them.
“And you enchant people.” Albus speaks without thinking, but realizes almost at once what he’s said. He tries to climb out of the tree, but Gellert grabs his arm before he can get very far at all.
“Do I enchant you, Albus?” he asks, and Albus doesn’t get a chance to respond before Gellert is kissing him and he has to focus on not falling out of the tree instead of fireflies and enchantments.
Title: Eloquence
Author: Julia (hello_ilu/demon_dear)
Rating: G/PG
Summary: Just a drabble.
Disclaimer: Don't own it... unfortunately
Warnings: None
Author's Note: Dedicated to edna_blackadder, because she called Gellert "eloquently insane" first. <3
Gellert laughs softly, violet eyes flashing as he catches his breath, and Albus can’t help smiling. Gellert has been talking nonsense for ten minutes, almost- that’s the way they work, lately. One of them just talks, and the other listens and sorts things out and makes notes. Albus always loves when it’s his turn to listen, because hearing Gellert talk is amazing. He has a soft, sweet German accent, with British undertones no doubt acquired because of all his time spent with Albus. But the best part is how he talks, because Gellert Grindelwald is eloquently insane and simply amazing.
Title: Hair
Author: Julia (hello_ilu/demon_dear)
Rating: G/PG
Pairing: light Albus Dumbledore/Gellert Grindelwald
Summary: Another drabble.
Disclaimer: Still don't own them.
Warnings: None
Albus tucks a lock of hair absently behind his ear, and Gellert watches the other teenager closely. Light reflects off Albus’s auburn hair, setting it on fire and making him even more beautiful. Gellert grins ever-so-slightly, sucking lightly on the end of his quill and turning back to his notes.
Albus sees Gellert watching. He stays focused on the book until his friend looks away, then sneaks a glance out of the corner of his eye. Gellert’s hair looks like pure gold wherever the sunlight touches, and the curls make the picture perfect. Albus smiles and goes back to reading.
Title: Of Fireflies and Enchantments (A First Kiss)
Author: Julia (hello_ilu/demon_dear)
Rating: PG
Summary: Because I seem to be able to read AD/GG into anything in book 7 now, even Ron talking about how Albus is supposed to have invented the Deluminator.
Disclaimer: Do not own...
Warnings: boy-kissing
“You know what you need to invent, Albus? Something that takes away light,” Gellert says, looking over at his friend with a slight twinkle in his eye.
They are sitting in an apple tree between Bathilda’s house and the Dumbledores’, and it is nearly dusk. Fireflies are swarming around, flashing every few seconds, and Gellert reaches out and catches one occasionally, watching its light shining between his fingers for a moment before letting it go.
Albus raises an eyebrow at him. “Lumos does that, Gellert, don’t tell me you’ve forgotten,” he replies, laughing softly.
Gellert rolls his eyes. “Honestly, Albus. I meant something that can take light away from something- a streetlamp or a candle- and store it, and then you can use it again whenever you need! Think about it!”
Albus thinks about it, and has to admit that it’s quite a good idea. “Well then, two questions. One, what on earth made you think of that, and two, why don’t you do it yourself?” he asks, shaking his arm slightly to dislodge a firefly.
“One, fireflies. And two, you’re the one that’s good at enchanting things,” Gellert tells him, as if they’re both much too obvious for him to be explaining them.
“And you enchant people.” Albus speaks without thinking, but realizes almost at once what he’s said. He tries to climb out of the tree, but Gellert grabs his arm before he can get very far at all.
“Do I enchant you, Albus?” he asks, and Albus doesn’t get a chance to respond before Gellert is kissing him and he has to focus on not falling out of the tree instead of fireflies and enchantments.