Disclaimer- I own nothing from Harry Potter. The characters and set all belong to J.K Rolling.
Warning- Yaoi, slightly.
Pairings- Albus/Gellert
Reflection Of Temptation
Footsteps echoed softly in the dark corridor of Hogwarts. Dark blue robes sprinkled with stars swept around long legs as Albus Dumbledore strode quickly through the stone halls. Torchlight reflected in his intense blue eyes and half moon spectacles as he stopped in front of a door. This was one of many times he had stopped in front of this same door, contemplating the torture hidden behind the simple door and, just as every time before, he submitted to the call of his secret obsession. He pushed the door open. A large room greeted him, lit softly with candles. It was empty but for a large mirror that stood in the center. Albus stood by the door; unsure if he would go against the advice he had given Harry the night before. Yet, he knew that he could not resist. He had lost his soul to this mirror as soon as he had fist looked into it many years before. Hesitantly, he approached the mirror of Erised, apprehension and excitement playing across his lined face. He stepped in front of the mirror. The image that greeted his eyes was not of him holding a pair of socks like he told Harry, but one of a young man, arms encircling Albus's neck and curling locks falling around an angelic face which rested upon his shoulder. Flashing blue eyes held a mysterious twinkle as his face split into a mischievous grin. Long arms wrapped weightlessly around the long neck in an unfelt hug. Long, graceful fingers felt and played with red strands of hair. Tears fell from Albus's eyes as he watched his mirror self smile in happiness as the beautiful Gellert Grindelwald whispered sweet vows of love in his ear. He could almost hear, once again, the adoration filled words of his lost lover. This was his treasured curse, his horrible obsession; to waste years of his ever-lingering life in front of this mirror. Albus knew he was going against the advice he had told Harry just the night before. He knew he shouldn't waste away his life with his desired past. He knew it was unhealthy to stand before this mirror for hours, just drinking in the stunning face. He knew he had to move the mirror to the Chamber of Secrets but just for a little while longer; he wanted to be with his beloved one again.
I hope you like. This probably my best story which really isn't saying much because I really don't like my other ones. You don't have to comment but that would be very cool if you did. I accept flames, but if their very insulting for no reason, I will insult you right back.
-HS