Albus Dumbledore has grown up feeling neglected and unwanted in his family: always an outsider. Somehow, he became a parental figure to generations of students in Hogwarts. Explore the twists and turns that ultimately shape Albus into how he is, and the little thoughts and secrets that even himself is not aware of.

Minerva asked "What would you be doing were you not in Hogwarts?" She had expected the reply to be along the lines of sweets, sports, research or wild fashion. She certainly did not expect this. "Quite similar to your fantasy, I suppose. Were I not at Hogwarts, I would've spent the rest of my life with a dark, handsome wizards in a small stone cottage on the Iranian Plateau."

The duel was over, and Albus Dumbledore had won. Still, he has yet to recover from all the wounds he received, both physical and psychological, from the one man he had ever loved. It went back all the way to a brilliant summer in Godric's Hollow, when a promise was discarded.

Remus, a normally a gentle soul, was fed up by Dumbledore's secrecy and his treatment to Harry. How could the Headmaster expect everyone to guard the Department of Mystery without knowing what they are guarding? That night Remus learnt something that he did not want to know, and decided to left other knowledge untouched.

Right after the Lightening stroke the tower. How did the Wizarding World react? How could they find solace in one another at the death of the wizard whom they consider to be the greatest headmaster? A oneshot covering many character's reaction toward the great lost. My first fanfic, so please review.