Idle Hands
Title: Idle Hands
Author: noscrubs12345
grindeldore_100 Prompt: Glee
Word Count: 200
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Aberforth watches from afar and decides that idle hands truly are the devil's handiwork.
Warnings: DH spoilers, slash, outside POV
Disclaimer:Characters owned by JK Rowling et al. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Notes: A.) I've think I may have gone off on a tangent with the prompt, B.) drabbles are addicting, and C.) inspired in part by "Nothin' Better to Do" by LeAnn Rimes.
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It’s been a long time since Albus smiled last. Aberforth supposes it’s only natural, having to tend to him and Ariana when they all know Albus is meant for bigger, better things.
These past two months, Albus had has a Look about him that Aberforth can’t quite place. It’s all because of Grindelwald, he muses, and he isn’t certain he likes the charismatic youth. His enthusiasm is infectious-hell, even he feels it-and Albus smiles constantly now.
And Aberforth isn’t surprised when he realises he’s jealous of the impish blond.
Albus has more important things to deal with than a silly children’s bedtime story. Aberforth watches them-touches that linger tool long, stolen kisses when they think he’s not around, wanderlust and roguish joy sparkling in their eyes-and tends to his sister, waiting and hoping for glee to turn their idle quest and tantalising touches to the devil’s handiwork.
And when the Fall comes, all Aberforth can do is blame him for falling in love. All he knows is that Albus has blood on his hands, Ariana’s or not. It’s then he realises that while Albus still has the Hallows, he has nothing. And he hates him anew.
Author: noscrubs12345
grindeldore_100 Prompt: Glee
Word Count: 200
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Aberforth watches from afar and decides that idle hands truly are the devil's handiwork.
Warnings: DH spoilers, slash, outside POV
Disclaimer:Characters owned by JK Rowling et al. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Notes: A.) I've think I may have gone off on a tangent with the prompt, B.) drabbles are addicting, and C.) inspired in part by "Nothin' Better to Do" by LeAnn Rimes.
~~~~~~~~~~~
It’s been a long time since Albus smiled last. Aberforth supposes it’s only natural, having to tend to him and Ariana when they all know Albus is meant for bigger, better things.
These past two months, Albus had has a Look about him that Aberforth can’t quite place. It’s all because of Grindelwald, he muses, and he isn’t certain he likes the charismatic youth. His enthusiasm is infectious-hell, even he feels it-and Albus smiles constantly now.
And Aberforth isn’t surprised when he realises he’s jealous of the impish blond.
Albus has more important things to deal with than a silly children’s bedtime story. Aberforth watches them-touches that linger tool long, stolen kisses when they think he’s not around, wanderlust and roguish joy sparkling in their eyes-and tends to his sister, waiting and hoping for glee to turn their idle quest and tantalising touches to the devil’s handiwork.
And when the Fall comes, all Aberforth can do is blame him for falling in love. All he knows is that Albus has blood on his hands, Ariana’s or not. It’s then he realises that while Albus still has the Hallows, he has nothing. And he hates him anew.