Another fic exploring Albus and Harry's deeper connection. There will never be enough.

Don't own HP. Bookverse and Movieverse. Let's do this.

~Multi-Faceted~

I: The Beginning

Perhaps it all began the moment the pupil started to rely on the support and guidance of his headmaster. Or perhaps it was when the ever-lonely teacher found himself no longer lonely, but instead with a student who adored and idolized him.

Looking back later, with clear heads, both agreed: the path could be traced back to Harry Potter's first Welcoming Feast, the moment that the boy first looked up from the Gryffindor house table and saw Albus Dumbledore smiling at him, toasting him with a golden goblet. It was a promise: nothing about their relationship would ever be traditional.

In fact, it would be quite loony.