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[While Genessia has more than its share of benevolent dragons, leave it to Gellert to find a truly vicious one. The crack of what sounds like a whip accompanies the bellowing roars of the beast well. Gellert might look like a hero, silhouetted as he is by the dragon's flame, and he certainly seems unfazed by all the fuss.

But then he laughs and the sound is unnerving.]

Now, now, is that necessary? I just need a little blood. You won't miss a vial or two.

[He brings out the Elder Wand and he raises it, slashing it viciously through the air and...

Through the dragon's hide. Any blood spilt is drawn, with another quick spell, into a waiting flask. Of course the dragon doesn't like that at all. Gellert Apparates, bringing his audience along on a dizzying ride over the treetops, with the dragon in hot pursuit.

He shifts towards the mountains, where the cold air leaves frost on his audience's view. Then the communicator turns and Gellert is grinning wildly, madly, diving down into what looks like a mountain cavern.]

Wasn't that exciting? [With his feet on the ground, he ducks into the cave and brings out the spoils of his battle.] It is so very hard to acquire dragon blood.

[There follows an audible thump and he looks up.]

Poor thing. They want to bury me in here, is that it?

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[He sighs slightly, though he accepts the twined fingers, even as the worry remains creased into his face.]

Have I ever refused you aid before?

No. [He frowns and brushes his lips against the creases on Albus's face.] But I didn't want to risk you.

If something had happened to you while you were alone and you became stuck, I would have risked myself to get you and bring you back.

[He smiles slowly, affectionately, nuzzling their foreheads together.]

And I would welcome the sight of you.

Until the dragon ate me, I imagine.

I wouldn't let that happen. I won't die peacefully. [Except he will.]

That might be difficult if you are hurt.

I could be missing an arm or a leg, but I won't let you come to harm.

You'll have a much easier time of it with all of your limbs.

You think so? [He finds a small, fatigued smile.] I would be able to focus better.

[He says nothing at that, looking ever more anxious the more they speak. So instead, he nestles in closer, his forehead still pressed to Gellert's where they lay.]

I was teasing, Albus. [He embraces him with one arm, frowning softly.] You wear your emotions on your face. Or maybe I am so accustomed to watching you that it's easy for me to see the changes.

[Gellert rubs over the other man's back.] My zeal for life is too strong and my zeal for your life is even stronger. I don't want to hurt you or endanger you. If we were facing a monstrous beast, I can't help shielding you.

[He sighs slightly, though he accepts the touches, staying nestled in close even while the worry remains evident on his face.]

And I can't help running after you if you do something dangerous. You might think you are protecting me when you are only delaying my arrival and my ability to help.

[It breaks his heart. There is something tender in Gellert's gaze and he sighs in defeat, kissing the edge of Albus's lips.]

My hero on a white horse. If you knew your value, you wouldn't bother with a rebel like me.

[He closes his eyes slightly at the kiss, savoring the slight press of it to his mouth.]

Whatever your value is, it doesn't matter. You're stuck with me as I am regardless.

I'd like to keep it that way. [He brushes his nose against Albus's cheek.] But I am the one that benefits most.

You can benefit from it however much you like. I'm as bound to you as the tides to the moon.

Albus, stop being so selfless. [He is close to pleading, his expression solemn.]

It's not selflessness, not at this point. You have a hold on me that I don't think I could stand to lose.

We're even in that regard. [His smile is soft and sad.] But never doubt your strength.

I don't. But do not put me in a position to have to test it.

[He shuts his eyes for a moment, palming Gellert's face, savoring the warmth of him.]

I'm just so very glad you're here.

[Here in Genessia, here alive, here with him.]

[Gellert nuzzles the hands, covering them with his own. A dangerous flush of warmth rises within him and he can't help gasping softly.]

You mean that.

Of course I mean it.

[He opens his eyes to look at Gellert with a look that's both pained and affectionate at once.]

Do you truly think I would fare well if I were to lose you?

[He shakes his head and licks his lips, giving Albus a slow, sweet smile.]

No. I wouldn't put you through that intentionally. I think I would rather lose an arm or a leg, frankly.

Good. I would prefer you lose nothing. But I wish to keep you more than that.

[As he says it, his hands stroke Gellert's face, as if reminding himself of his presence.]

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