[Hp/ggad]until Death

[Turn out a short story I wrote in 2018] The sunshine of Godric's Hollow, the vows of boyhood, and the cold touch of the blood pact were no match for Ariana's cold body. From lovers to mortal enemies, from hugs to duels. He won, but he couldn't taste victory. Many years later, late at night at Hogwarts, Dumbledore woke up from his dream again. He decided to put down the toffee finger biscuits and the name. This time, I shouldn't be woken up again. Intention: Live towards death, love without regrets.