Love is greater than our cause

Chapter 14: Eat, you'll feel better

Albus POV:

I stared down at my plate, knowing that Aberforth was watching to make sure I ate it. Resentfully, I took the first bite and immediately felt ill. Apparating into the bathroom I threw up.
Aberforth ran upstairs, 'This isn't good Albus...your body is rejecting it.' He said worriedly.
'It doesn't matter.' I replied, I couldn't care less if I couldn't eat. I didn't care about anything but him.
'STOP BEING SO BLOODY SELFISH AND TRY AND GET BETTER.' He screamed, his knuckles turning white in rage.
'I'm sorry.' I whispered, a pang it guilt hitting me again at his spite.
'I'll be off to Hogwarts soon...I want to know you're going to be alright without me.' He explained, calming himself down.
'...I'll try.' I breathed, nausea rising in my throat causing me to throw up again.
'If that stupid little jerk hadn't if shown up none of this would of-'
'Aberforth stop.' I growled, the harshness of his voice made me feel even worse, 'if you're going to talk about him like that I won't try and get better.'
He looked mad but stopped, grumbling as he went down the stairs to eat. I exhaled shakily, leaning over the toilet. I didn't care if I didn't get better. I didn't care if I couldn't move. I didn't care if I died. All I wanted was to feel the warmth of his embrace, the touch of his hand, the kiss of his perfect lips. But I knew I never would. And if I couldn't have that, what was the point in anything. Aberforth is right though, I needed to do this.
I took small steps downstairs until I eventually reached the table. Sitting down, I was going to try. I swallowed some food and drank a gulp of water. My stomach churned but I kept it down. I could feel Aberforth's eyes staring at me, supposedly waiting to see if I could manage. I was only able to eat the vegetables before it got too much and I refused to eat anymore. Pleased, Aberforth took the rest away as I tried to focus on not vomiting.
'I'll have to ask Mrs Bagshot to arrange a portkey for me to get to kings cross in a couple days for school.' Aberforth said, walking back in to continue his meal.
'Why? I can just take you?' I replied, clutching my stomach.
'You're not well enough.' He glared watching me as I was struggling.
'I'll be fine, I want to see you off.' I responded.
'Alright, I better get packing soon then.' Aberforth said, he looked slightly surprised, as if he didn't expect me to argue. Aberforth handed me the paper, he grimaced. My heart started beating abnormally fast and I felt as though I couldn't breath.

Gellert Grindelwald, A threat to the statue of secrecy?

Gellert Grindelwald, a former Durmstrang student, has begun to build a following of mainly pure-bloods to override the ministry and take control. His infamous speeches have been talked about across the nation as many more seek to join him.

The Daily Prophet read, my head spinning. All your fault. They'll die because of you. You helped him. You love a murderer.
'Albus?' Aberforth called out. But it was fuzzy. My vision was failing me. Falling, I felt my head smash into the wooden floor.
'ALBUS!' Aberforth rushed to my side, hauling me up to the sofa, rushing off. My hand recoiled after I touched my head, numbing pain spreading throughout it. Red liquid ran down my hand and onto my clothes, my head was bleeding. Aberforth came back, pressing a wet cloth to it, I felt the cold water drip down my hair and onto my face. My breathing was harsh but I was trying to control it. One my head stopped bleeding, Aberforth looked at me pitifully, I felt exhausted, like all the energy had dissolved from my body.
'Gellert!' I yelled, tears forming in my eyes.
'Albus, he's not here what are you-'
'GELLERT!' I screamed, I didn't even know why because I knew he wasn't here, it was as if my emotions were spilling out at once.
'Albus-'
'GELLERT PLEASE COME BACK.' I cried, tears streaming down my face. Aberforth sat beside me as I shouted like I was insane. My voice faded to a whisper as I sobbed uncontrollably, why wasn't he here? Why wasn't he coming? Why doesn't he love me?
Once I'd calmed down, I sat up, 'Sorry.' I mumbled, not really sure what else to say. Aberforth nodded, staring at the floor, saying nothing in response, I could tell he was deep in thought. I was about to ask what he was thinking about before he got up and left to tend to the goats.

Gellert POV:

I sat in my lonely room, staring out at the busy streets. I sensed something was very wrong, it made me paranoid but I couldn't let it get to me. I could no longer go back to Godric's Hollow to check on him, what could of possibly happened? I missed him. I wanted nothing to happen to him, if it did...I'm not sure I'd be able to cope. I still love him but...I felt hatred towards him. How could he change his mind like that? After everything? Was I not enough? I knew he didn't love me anymore, that was something I didn't doubt the slightest. But why would he risk everything if he didn't? If anyone else found out what we did, what we were...it would destroy me, it would destroy him. The hitching of his breath, his sweet floral scent, the way he blushed when he was embarrassed or how he plaited his hair when he was bored. My heart yearned for him. I wish he had chosen me, I wish he was beside me. But even so, I want him to succeed, to move on. I want him to do great things with his life, to use his power, not to waste it. He could do anything. I have faith in him. I smiled to myself. My thoughts were interrupted by the clicking of the door opening. I apparated away, ending up in an alley, before they could catch a glimpse of me. Ministry officials from every country have been trying to hunt me down, no where was safe. I've managed to gain a few supporters since I revealed I have the elder wand, enough to get me into the paper anyway. I wanted Albus to see, I wanted him to realise what he was missing, I wanted him to see me. Reaching into my side pocket, I pulled out our blood pact, my thumb outlined the small patterns that weaved together. This was everything. I had foreseen the duel we were to have and convinced Albus to make this. I was appalled to see it hadn't worked. I closed my eyes. Another vision forming in my head. Fuck. I exhaled shakily. That, is not going to happen. I gripped the pact tighter. No one is to get a hold of this ever, I slipped it back into my pocket. Hearing the playful shouts of approaching children, I apparated away.

Yes the title is a reference to Remus Lupin because why not