Disclaimer: I own nothing 'sept for the wild imagination and the plot.
Special hello to SylviaDragon, because I know she'd R&R this. Thanks for being ever so kind.
Read & Review please.
-FALLING OUT-
For some reasons unfathomable by great minds, but rather simple for most people.
Two people, one of the greatest witch and wizard of their times stopped holding hands and being "together" .
For both, it is complicated, and for the rest of those who knew about the relationship, it is downright stupid.
Albus was hers.
Minerva was his.
A match made in heaven.
She keeps him grounded when his fondness for muggle sweets drives him a bit more crazier than he already is.
And he makes her laugh and chase away the frown in her face.
He transfigures.
She transfigures.
He's good.
She's better.
She's intelligent, He is brilliant.
When they would kiss, the world around them ceases to exist.
Dark times came and he wants her safe, and the safest she can be is as farthest away from him as possible.
Dark times came and she want him strong, and the strongest he can be is as far from her as possible.
Both made stupid excuse than to reveal the truth.
A skimpy, sexy witch by his side.
A young handsome wizard holding her hand.
Both believing what the other had shown.
Pain.
Tears.
Sorrow.
Will they ever heal?
+++++TBC+++++