((Me agree. I’ll pm Kitty soon after this. Oh, and P.S I don’t know how you’ll like this post. It just seemed to come instinctively, coz this is as Albus as it gets.
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For people who had everything of consequence in their lives, love was enough.
For people who had people and didn’t realize how under-rated even saying good morning to a living person everyday was, love was enough.
For people who actually felt like a part of this world, and didn’t feel like an invisible presence merely brushing over the lives of others, love was enough.
For people who didn’t feel like they were simply occupying space in the world, which would be better occupied when they were gone, love was enough.
Albus had never been among those people. For him, it would never be enough.
But hope preyed on the most strong, the most resilient. It crept up on you, like a snake slithering through the grass, and before you could react, it coiled around you and gripped you so hard that you forgot how to live without it. So Albus waited, looking at her eyes. It was the longest moment of his entire life.
She looked at him, and for a second, Albus forgot how to breathe. There was nothing hidden there. Nothing to decode, all laid out, plain and simple. She was pleading with him.
Pleading. And like in a rush of Avada green, he understood.
Oh.The world was still. Albus heard nothing, felt nothing, knew nothing. His vision was blurring, the light fading, the room darkening so fast that surely, surely it was just a dream. The room was growing distant, her breath pushing hard and fast and echoing for so long in its confines that it seemed to stretch forever. He could have been sitting for a thousand years there, gripping Jack's hand, and he would still have been blank. His body, his hands felt detached as they lay there, wrapped around hers, and he felt numb. Like peeping through the window at someone else. Someone else, because surely this life couldn’t be his. Yet it was his, and whose else could it be? Who else would be so…..so…..
Worthless. Looking at someone else. Albus saw himself, right then and there, clutching at the hands of a girl, downright…
begging, and felt a wave of humiliation so hard and red hot course through him, that his throat burned. What had he done?
What had he done? He was fine, yes, fine as he was. Closed off and masked and fine and…
all it managed to do was make you feel more lonely…. and he was stupid, stupid to, Merlin, what was…..he was alone yes. Discontented, yes. But at least he had had his
pride. At least he knew that if no one gave a f*ck about him, then he didn’t give a f*ck about them either, and didn’t have to live with the knowledge that the one person he did care about didn’t…..
“You’re the only friend I have.”
Breathe in.
Out.
In.
Out.
Albus raised his head, met her eyes and smiled, flawlessly brittle, sharp enough to cut glass, smile. Then slowly, like the seconds were inching backwards, refusing to meet his decision, he withdrew his hand from under hers. Her hand fell, with a soft thump, on her lap. His hand felt cold.
Then he threw back his head and laughed.
“God, you’re…..you’re….
hilarious, J-“ He stopped. He couldn’t take her name yet. He stood up, the chair pushed forcefully behind with a screech, echoing in the room. “I was messing around with you, you dimwit…..god, the look on your face.” He laughed again, voice breaking. Cracking. Too hard. “Sorry if you’re mad…..but how was I supposed to know you were such a thick-skulled git? I never thought it would actually work. What did you think, that I actually l-l-loved
you?” That was the first time he had said it out loud. To anyone else. To himself. Didn’t matter though, his voice was too mocking. He shook his head side to side, eyes blinking fast and furious. Burning. Tears of mirth, that’s all they were. Tears of mirth.
Albus bent forwards, face level with hers, and that hand didn’t quiver, not even a bit, when his finger pulled on her red curl teasingly, voice amused. “Sorry to disappoint you dear. But redheads aren’t really my type.”
It was the best performance of his entire f*cking life.