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Elphias looked up from his recitation to find Albus watching him over the rim of a pair of half-moon spectacles. His bright blue eyes (though tired) watched steadily and Elphias smiled limply. “When did you take to wearing glassed Albus?” he asked, setting his cup aside.
Elphias loved Albus. Loved him for his inability to make tea and his quick wit and clear blue eyes. Love him for befriending a boy with dragon pock’s and loved him for his dear bookish ways. Loved Albus for never having openly acknowledged that love and loved him all the more for never having mocked it.
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