This is my first try at writing any sort of fic, so be gentle with me!

All characters are credit to my goddess of all time, JK Rowling. I owe her so much :')

As the clock chimed midnight, I leant back in my chair and let out a long sigh. The essays in front me had been getting worse and worse with every one that went by. I knew I had to finish marking them, but the prospect of going to bed seemed so much more enticing.

"Tabby? It's 12 o'clock, come to bed." Yawned Albus as he came out of the bedroom, running his hand through his unruly hair. I smiled at his untidy appearance, clad only in his boxers with his beard and hair tied up in a bow.

"I won't be long, but I have to finish marking these. Go back to bed, get some more sleep darling." I replied with a small smile. He frowned, then glanced over my shoulder at the papers I was grading.

"They can wait until tomorrow can't they? Surely I deserve your attention more than your fourth year students?" He questioned with a wink, and I couldn't help but laugh at his simple logic. I raised my eyebrows as I asked innocently,

"That depends, what can you offer me that they can't?" And with a grin, he promptly whisked me out of my chair and into his arms.

"Well, why don't you let me show you then?" he whispered into my hair, and with a squeal of laughter that was quite uncharacteristic of me, he did!

Thankyou for reading! I would greatly appreciate any reviews, criticism welcome!