Did Grindelwald Love Dumbledore Novels & Stories

The feeling that I will never survive without Dahlia by my side… The feeling that I am dying just because she walked out away from me and may never come back forever… Are all of these mere illusions too? ‘No… We really did love her. We still do, and she had loved us, which was why the mark on our body did not go away…’ Albus replied to my thoughts once more. My Dahlia… She loved me… She loved me with all her heart… I was a fool to have thought that anything good could come out of this! I thought I still had time to change her mind about me before she discovers who I am, but sadly I didn’t. It’s all over now. She and I had crumbled apart…

"I've been so mad about it for years now. I even had half the mind to curse you in an endless limbo of emotional torture. For you to find true love but never have it but then, you helped me with Talon so I decided not to interfere with your fate. Besides, cursing you would be like cursing Ron since his fate is intertwined with yours and I can't do that to him." "You talk like you knew him." Zedekiel said, still confused. He didn't understand a single thing. "What exactly are you trying to tell me? I can never hurt Ron. I love him." "Yet you ended his life with your own hands." Alaric said, adding his final ingredient to the pot. A drop of water from the lake of memories. The green liquid in

To see him squirm while chaos knocked at his door. "You know, Alexander." I noticed his efforts at trying to hide his spiraling emotions without realizing I'd already seen through him. "You're doing a very good job at considering me to be the villain, but you're much worse. All I'm driven by is my love for Grizelda, but your guilt for wrenching out her heart is what's driving you.

"Mr. Hagrid, you love Emma, don't you?" "Love her? What's there to love about that heartless and ungrateful woman?" Ron forcefully extinguished the nearly finished cigarette and lit another one. "I haunt her to make her understand that anyone who betrays me will never be let off the hook. Even if she dies, she can only die by my side. Even in death, she'll always belong to me. She can never sever the connection between us."

“Not for the clan. Not for an alliance. Just because… I love you.” Elsie burst into tears of joy. “Yes! Of course, I will!” He placed the Ice Rose in her palm and kissed the back of her hand. I stared at the scrying crystal until my own magic shattered it into dust. So he knew how to love. He just never loved me.

Not only were they popular, they were the most handsome of all the guys in Gryffindor. To think they where my brothers. I shrugged it off, like it was some forbidden thought. "Gryffindor is made from a long line of royalties. It's like a generational thing." I told her. "I'm mostly confused about it myself." "I'm sure I won't get confused." She replied, doing the high plank . "You've met walker?" I asked her. "I have. We technically bumped into each other in the worst ways ever." She replied. I grinned, knowing what walker was capable of.

Of course, that pathetic bait for the throne must've distressed Dexter as well. "I don't understand father's love for these humans," Draco said plainly, muddled. "Knowing these merciless humans have killed his wife, he still loves them. I hate him for this," Dexter gritted in rage. Draco's eyes darkened at the mention of that and his jaw twitched. "It's such a disgrace for us to marry that pathetic pet. She's nowhere our equal. I don't understand what father is even thinking," Dexter fumes. "If possible we could just get her killed," Dexter left his words hanging glancing at his brother who was staring vehemently at the wall ahead.

"I don't know what it's like to love someone in a none platonic way. And it feels great whenever you or Griffin treat me right. But love? I don't know." "Your heart does. And that's enough for me, mate. I'll tell you when you're ready to hear it." Dell is all consuming with the way he's looking at me. "Oh Dell." I sobbed, wrapping my arms around his strong neck. "Griffin can be a dick. He's going through so much, and I understand that. But no matter what happens between the two of you, you will always be my mate. Don't let go of me. Please, not for anyone." His eyes are burning with hi emotions.

Granny Atherton said coldly, her gaze hardening apathetically, which discomforted Draco even more. Draco remembered how Granny Atherton was head over heels for him before, even pursuing him on her own accord. No matter how clear he made to her that he was not into her, she would still pine after him silently. In the end, he broke her heart. "It doesn't matter who invited me, because the most important thing is that I can finally see you again." Draco looked into Granny Atherton's eyes, trying to please her. "Quinn and you have been separated for so many years, and I'm happy for you that she's returned to you."