Title: An angel

Author: Tartan Lioness

Classification: romance

Set: MWPP… seventh year… Golden Trio's seventh year...

Pairings: AD/MM and some RW/HG

Disclaimer: All I own is the plot and Elizabeth... and the willow...I have no money so please don't sue me!

A/N: Thank you to Lily, my beta! Luv ya sis!

"I'm sorry, Albus. This is just not working," Elizabeth Whithey said, looking into Albus' eyes as they sat by his desk in his office. "Tomorrow I'll go home and you'll focus on Hogwarts again. Then I'll be at home and you'll be here. You'll try to see me as much as you can but school will take up most of your time. I'm sorry, Albus, but I can't take it anymore." She took off the ring on her left hand and gave it to him. "I can't marry you. I need a man who can always be here for me. And you can't. I don't blame you, but I will never come first. Hogwarts always will." She handed him the ring but he made no move to take it.

"But… Elizabeth. I can spend more time with you! I'll try and make you come first! Please, give me another chance! Please, Elizabeth! I beg you!" he pleaded. But she just shook her head, put the ring on the table and left him.

He put his head in his hands. Elizabeth and him had met six years ago and he had fallen for her so fast. She was a few years younger than him but that didn't matter at all. And now she had left him. Left him with nothing but a broken heart.

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"Albus? What is the matter, Albus?" Minerva sounded concerned. Albus still sat with his head in his hands and she had never in her years as a teacher seen him looking so sad. He looked up. Tear streaks were evident on his face and they only made Minerva even more worried.

"She left. She left! She took off her ring and she LEFT! THAT'S WHAT'S WRONG!" he took his anger out on her. She only looked at him with sympathy. She knew perfectly well that he wasn't yelling at her but raging because of his anger and hurt. She stepped up to stand behind his chair and put her arms around him. "She did WHAT? I'm sorry, Albus. So very sorry. What did she say?"

"She said that I spend too much time here and not enough with her. How could she leave me? We hadn't even discussed it! How could she?" he sobbed and leaned into his best friend's embrace.

"Because she was hurt, Albus. She probably felt neglected."

"She sounded so sure of herself. As if she had thought about it for a long time… As if it didn't really matter at all. I love her, Minerva!" He loooked at her. She was crying too.

"I know you do, Albus. I know you do. And she's a fool for leaving you!"

'How come she always seems to know what I need to hear? It's like she can read me like a book. It's almost scary…' "Thank you, Minerva."

"I mean it, Albus. She's my friend, do you want me to talk to her?"

"I don't know, Minerva. She seemed so determined. Like nothing could stop her. Would it help?"

"Maybe it will tell us why she left…" Albus swallowed then nodded.

"Yes, Minerva. I would appreciate if you'd talk to her. I doubt she wants to talk to me."

To be continued…

TBC on one condition: I need at least ten reviews. I don't want to continue this story if no one are going to read it…