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May Drabble #15: “An Heir to Burden,” an Aberforth Dumbledore Drabble

Angora Goat AvatarAberforth’s final drabble is two hundred words. Here he is with his brother again, this time in early 1997.


“An Heir to Burden”

by MMADfan

“Wha’s the occasion, Albus?”

“At our age, does there need to be one?”

Aberforth took a swallow of ale. “There is, though. I see it in yer eye.” Continue reading

May Drabble #14: “Youthful Lesson Remembered” — an Aberforth Dumbledore Drabble

Angora Goat AvatarHere’s a one-hundred word drabble for Aberforth. It’s set in the Hog’s Head sometime during the seventies.


“Youthful Lesson Remembered”

by MMADfan

“Yer better off.”

Surprised, the wizards at the bar looked up. Abe wasn’t a chatty barman, and his vehemence was strong and bitter. Continue reading

May Drabble #13: “A Deal for Aberforth”

Angora Goat AvatarHere’s two hundred words for Aberforth. Set in the Hogshead about 25 years after the previous drabble.


“A Deal for Aberforth”

by MMADfan

Aberforth wiped down the bar again. It hardly helped, the surface was so scarred, but it gave him something to do.

He jumped as the door behind him opened and his boss stepped from his office.

“Need to talk to yeh, Dumbledore.” Mackay’s cigar waggled but didn’t fall from his mouth; it never did. Continue reading

May Drabble #12: “Inappropriate Charms,” an Aberforth Dumbledore Drabble

Angora Goat AvatarAberforth seems to inspire longer drabbles; this one is another 300-word drabble. Aberforth is a young man here, in his early twenties. This is based on the canon detail about Aberforth that he was once in trouble for casting inappropriate charms on goats. Rated T.


“Inappropriate Charms”

by MMADfan

Aberforth sat on the stained mattress, head lowered, hands gripping the bedframe, knuckles white. Dust motes floated in pale bands of light from a high, barred window. Continue reading

May Drabble #11: “Summer Pursuits” — An Aberforth Dumbledore Drabble

Angora Goat AvatarAberforth’s first drabble is a triple drabble of three-hundred words. He joins his brother in their shared bedroom one summer’s day. They’re both still Hogwarts students.


“Summer Pursuits”

by MMADfan

Aberforth flopped onto his bed and looked over at his brother, who was lying on his stomach, ankles crossed, chin resting on both his fists, engrossed in a book.

“Reading still?”

“Mmpf.” Albus’s nose wrinkled. “You’ve been to Powell’s farm again.” Continue reading