Summary: What if Albus was way too busy to notice his fiancée cheating on him. What if his colleague and best friend caught her cheating on him with no one but her own brother? What's Minerva to do when Albus doubt her loyalty?
AN/- don't own any of the characters except the OC's
Warning: my characters tend to get a bit OOC but there is nothing but pure MMADness in them -I love the term MMADness don't you? =)
Chapter 1
Wrong Companionship
"So you won't be coming home today either?" asked Jane fiercely as Albus made a helpless face at her.
"What do you do so late anyways?" pouted Jane as her fiancé rolled his eyes at her, they had, had this conversation or rather argument very often and Albus had begun to tire of hearing her go on about it, when they were alone or possibly even with-
"It's McGonagall isn't it? You're shagging her behind my back aren't you?" asked Jane as crocodile tears rolled down her sullen cheeks.
"Come on-Jane you know I have lots of correction to do—and Minerva is helping me with it, she my best friend Jane—I just wish you'd realise that I'm not lying to you," he replied but she turned her face away from his.
"Don't you trust me Jane?" he smiled at her, of course she didn't.
"I do! It's her I don't trust! The way she throws herself at you, truthfully I think it's pathetic-maybe I should tell her," sneered Jane her usual self, as Albus once again smiled helplessly, this must have been the thousandth time in their year long relationship that he must have had this conversation with Jane.
Albus had found it funny initially but now it was just getting on his nerves. Minerva and he had been friends ever since they were at children and he was not going to jeopardise their friendship over any woman, several had come into his 15 years of dating and several had gone because of the similar problem, but Albus knew better than to just give up what he had with Minerva than give up on those relations-it was weird he felt that Jane had lasted till he had actually proposed, sometimes he felt she wasn't in for the love or commitment at all but rather something else and on countless occasions she had brought out the question of his account number and keys but Albus always brushed it over. Albus had too started to question himself on his feelings for Jane-this wasn't what people called 'Love'. He never felt sure of being with him, he was never certain of holding her hand or kissing her in public-what if she didn't appreciate it, he was sometimes-even repelled by the constant need for attention that she needed from him or possibly any other source that she could fathom or capture.
"I shall see you in the morning," replied Albus as he walked up to Jane to kiss her but she walked away from him and flooed to wherever she was headed.
Albus knew he'd buy her flowers and make it up to her but for now he had to finish grading the seventh year Defence against the Dark Arts papers.
Minerva was late for her meeting with Albus, she knew he had too much on his mind, with Grindlewald on the rise and Armando taking ill once more, Albus had enough work to last him years. Minerva had gone home for dinner and she wasn't surprised to know that her mother had once more set her up on a blind date with some, lonely, pervert from the nearby wizarding area who all through dinner ogled at her breast and muttered words like "awesome" "bloody loony" and "bugger headed mad pot".
"Mum, I don't need you to set me up with these-men," Minerva had sternly muttered to her mother but it was every time that she got the same reply.
"Minnie—you're 30 years old now, people don't like older witches-they think you are rather drab," her Mother always replied.
"Well, I don't want to settle for commitment phobic perverts who aren't thinking of anything else but a free dinner and a shag," Minerva would raise her voice a bit, but her mother was invincible.
"Well, it's not my fault that Albus has not courted you yet-maybe you should be more of a lady that he deserve rather than being his friend—that's a man's job don't you think," her mother would cluck like a angry hen.
"I don't want Albus to court me," Minerva would reply blushing crimson, Of course she did-she loved that man ever since he had kissed her when they were ten. They always said they were too young to understand anything then and brushed it off when anyone of their families tried to set them up together.
"Of course you don't-I know you love him-but if you want to remain a spinster all your life than being friends is exactly what you need with that mind you-strapping lad," Minerva's mother would add.
"Mother-" Minerva would say disapprovingly.
"Humph—I have no one to listen to an old woman like me-I only care for you Minnie-look at your brother such a fine lad and he's got such a good girl friend hasn't he!" Minerva's mother would always bring out the comparison between her and her brother who would be shagging someone else while his 'girl friend' someone else.
Mrs. McGonagall was a smart woman, very smart in fact-she had planned the nights events very well-thank god for Malcolm and his odd sleeping around, maybe that boy wasn't utterly ruining his life-like she didn't know—what did her children think of her? Humph! But as long as Albus and Minerva got together she was pleased.
Minerva had never had a civil dinner since a long time and today was no different, she quickly finished her 'dinner' and decided to run off before her mother would start their usual rubbish of a conversation. She was about to leave but her mother called her back in.
"Minerva, say goodbye to Malcolm before you leave," shouted her mother from the kitchen and Minerva muttered something and rushed into the warm house to say goodbye to her annoying brother.
"Minerva I was wondering if you had last week's Transfiguration Today, my Mum wants to read your article?" said Albus's head appearing in the fireplace in the kitchen.
"Albus-why don't you come over Minerva is just off to say goodbye to her brother," replied Mrs. McGonagall as Albus nodded and flooed to the McGonagall household. Albus had literally grown up in this house with Malcolm and Minerva, he lived right across from them and found their company much understanding than any other and he thought that when he was with the McGonagalls he and his family were closer to each other than they ever were.
Minerva rolled her eyes and hurriedly climbed the stairs leading to her brother's room and she knocked rigorously.
"Malcolm, I'm leaving-" she said knocking hard on the door but received no reply. She knew he was ignoring her on purpose; he always did that to annoy her.
"Malcolm-stop being such a dingbat-I said I'm lea-" Minerva burst into the room and she couldn't believe what she saw, her brother and Jane Richardson in the world's most compromising position, stark naked in bed, making love to each other.
Malcolm looked at the open door and fell off his new friend with benefits.
"Bloody Hell! Don't you knock!" shouted Malcolm closing the door behind Minerva and putting on a dress robe.
"Are you stalking me?" asked Jane affronted on being caught in bed with someone other than her fiancée by the last person she'd want to be caught by.
"Do you know each other?" smiled Malcolm acting like everything was absolutely perfect. Minerva glared at him baffled.
"No-?" asked Malcolm smiling at his older sister.
"This is my sister Jane, she's a teacher at Hogwarts-Min—this is Jane she works with me," smiled Malcolm formally introducing the two women.
"Your sister?" spat Jane disapprovingly.
"Yes, is there a problem?" asked Malcolm innocently.
"Malcolm-your colleague is my best friend's fiancée-" snapped Minerva hitting Malcolm furiously. Minerva had known Malcolm's 'womanizing' skills since several years but this was it she wouldn't let him go any further than what he already did.
"What-No—Jane is single—right Jane?" asked Malcolm.
"Well not technically-" said Jane, now closing into Malcolm and kissing him on the mouth.
"You lied to me-" said Malcolm grinned.
"You expect me to believe this-it all over the bloody papers and you want me to believe that you had absolutely no idea that your 'colleague' was engaged to Albus!" shouted Minerva accusingly.
"What do you want me to do-beg for forgiveness?" asked Malcolm fiercely-laughing slightly.
"You're pathetic-both of you," snapped Minerva glaring at the duo as they looked upon her as an intrusion into their creation of something marvellous—she was just a blockage and Jane would lose her cool if Malcolm didn't get rid of her.
AN/- hey thanks for reading-I thought it'd be a one shot but I guess not so chapter 2 will be up in some time read it if you liked this one-do review, I really appreciate people who review my stuff—anyways thanks for reading.
