""""All of this time

Guess I must have been blind

Not to see you and me

We're picture perfect"""""

It was June in England, in a far away castle fit for a fairytale.

In fact, the young-looking woman sitting on a railing could have been

a queen, and the man beside her, to others, seemed regal enough for a

king. Or so Amanda Hooch, Poppy Pomfry, and Georgia Sprout thought.

"Hey, you know. that would make a cute picture." mused Amanda, a

sneaky grin appearing on her slightly tanned face.

" Oh, what are you going to do? Make them see they're 'so perfect!'?

God, what a cliche." snapped Poppy.

" Your just mad that Howard Potter dumped you, so shut it." Said little

Georgia, in a very off-temper voice. Ignoring them, Amanda click the camera

just as Minerva Mcgonagall decided thier tranfiguration teacher would make

a dandy pillow. All the girls snuck off, Amanda letting out a war whoop ever

few steps of the way.

"""Now baby we've been friends

For such a long, long time

We've been through lessons

And we've been through cries

But lately have you seen

The way my tongue gets tied

Can't hardly speak when I look into your eyes"

Many years had passed since the picture had been taken, and Minerva was

looking at it wistfully. The friendship had grown solid over the years, but

now, she wasen't so sure it WAS friendship she was feeling.

" An old woman like me, re-thinking this now." She smiled. But she wouldn't

lie to herself. Minerva felt very odd about Albus Dumbledore. She felt so close

to him, but sometimes she lost herself in his presence. Like last week, he'd

acted normally around her at thier chess game, but this time......

*FLASHBACK*

" Goodnight, my dear." He said, smiling that smile he saved for her. Instead

of her normal farewell, her tonuge seemed to stick to the top of her mouth. She

found her eyes stuck on his light ones, entranced.

" I...must go." And with that, Minerva ran from her best friend.

*END FB*

It's because of the way I'm feelin'

It's somethin' I never dreamed

And our love has a different meaning

It took so long to reveal but now I know that

In all of her wildest dreams, she'd never thought of what her little mess-ups

could have mean't. Not that she hadn't had a dream about him. Every girl in the

school had in her day. After all, he was quite handsome for his age. And he still

was...

' Minerva, you CAN'T be serious! He's your mentor, you friend!' But she stole

another glance at the picture. The look on thier faces were NOT of friendship.

Both seemed so content as they cuddled in thier frame. Minerva lost her temper.

" Knock it off, you two!" she said to them. Both sniffed at the offence, and

left.

Chorus:

All of this time, guess I must have been blind

Not to see you and me we're picture perfect

I'll be yours, be mine

We're picture perfect

Forever picture perfectbr

But she was fooling herself. The actions of her photo-self left her wondering

just WHAT thier relationship was. Had she just been blind to it all these long

years by his side?

I showed some friends of mine

My favorite photograph

You know the one of you and me from way back

And when I told them all

That you were not my guy

They couldn't see it,

Couldn't understand why

"Tabby-chan, you in here?" Minerva, if she had been in cat form, would have

looked like one of those arched Holloween cats, hissing.

" Dear Goddess Amanda! Why did I EVER let you go to Japan with me? I HATE

that suffix!" Amanda only grinned, then her eyes fell on the picture in her

friends' hand. She had never seen it, as Minerv had snatched it and run to develope

it first. Behind her, Poppy and Georgia walked in. They were greeted by Amanda's

universal cooing.

" What is it?" Poppy asked.

" That pic Min took from me, the one that I assume is now her favorite, as it

has a nice frame and all." Minerva nodded.

" Well, it is a nice moment with a great friend. It is my favorite."

" wHAT???" All of them jumped. Sylvia Sinestra had come in, and was now

looking from Minerva to the photo, and back.

" This guy wasen't yours???"Minerva blushed scarlet. Amanda snickered loudly

as she led Sylvia to a chair.

" That's Dumbledore. And no, we are friends. F-R-I-E-N-D-S."

Everyone thinks it's so romantic

They say we're two of a kind

And the more that I think about it

The more that I realize what

I've been missing

" But, you are blushing. You have feelings for him, don't you? Oh, how

romantic!!!!!" Sylvia sighed, batting her long lashes at them all. Georgia

smiled, and added her agreement. But Minerva sat there, looking at Albus's

face. Amanda grinned, the conversation she had overheard between the man in

question and Harry Potter made her assumptin truth. If only Minrva would

think on it! But, she WAS.

' Maybe, there is something there....' She turned to her friends.

" I'll give it some thought, now go, all of you!" But the minute she

herself walked out of her chambers, his voice came from her left.

" Ah, there..you are Minerva." Strange. He sounded sort of nervous. It

was then that she saw the picture in her hand still. They made eye contact,

and blushed.

Chorus:

All of this time, guess I must have been blind

Not to see you and me we're picture perfect

I'll be yours, be mine

We're picture perfect

Forever picture perfect

" You have been looking for me Albus? I'm sorry. I'm late for our chess game."

He smiled, but his eyes seemed dulled a bit as she put the picture away hastily.

' No. There is NOTHING between us!' She thought to herself as the two made

the short trek to his chambers.

My heart keeps tellin' me

Make up your mind about whatcha mean

You've been holding back for too long

You know it makes good sense

Best of lovers are the best of friends

I guess we should have known all along

Halfway through the game, Albus stood and walked to stand by her chair. He

kneeled so that they were at eye level.



" Albus? Wha-" He put an finger to her lips to silence her mid-sentence.

" I have on one good source that you still have that old picture. I also

have it on a younger source, that 'I should stop being a crackpot old fool'

and tell you I think I feel more than friendship for you." She blinked, but

realized who he was talking about.

" I love you, Albus Dumbledore." She said. His eyes did that little sparkle,

and the next thing she knew, she was in his arms.

Everyone thinks it's so romantic

They say we're two of a kind

And the more that I think about it

The more that I realize what

I've been missing

" Remind me to give 50 points to Harry for this." She said, as he kissed her

in the sweetest way possible, like the inner-child he was. She hugged him, and

chose to ignore the whoop she heared from the corridor.

I'll be yours, be mine we're picture perfect

Forever picture perfect

I'll be yours, be mine we're picture perfect

Forever picture perfect

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I hate the ending, but the rest I love.

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