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Chapter 2: I need you.
Albus awoke that Saturday wanting nothing but to find Minerva. He had dreamed of her, of her sweet kiss, of her beautiful, soft hands of her slender body...oh, Minerva. He couln´t believe that such a beautiful creature had never been married. She was all he could think of at the moment, he needed her now more than ever. Was it because of the kiss? Yes, it was definitely that. He had always needed her, wanted her, but now he had this sudden urge to go to her rooms and make love to her on the floor if necessary...
Albus replayed some parts of the dream in his head:he had taken Minerva to the tower, to watch the stars and enjoy the warm night breeze. They had ended naked on the floor, however they hadn´t had any type of connection, they had just admired the other´s body in the moon light and enjoyed the warmth of eachother´s body., He remembered caressing his soft skin and kissing it afterwards. He had been so distracted with her body that he realised he hadn´t payed any attantion to her face and her lips. He was surprised to see the face of a young Minerva, the Minerva who had been his student at Hogwarts, and who was just as gorgeous as the actual Minerva.
Albus shook his head, he had to controle himself, or he would end up doing something crazy, maybe a cold shower would do. He sighed and went into the bathroom. As he undressed he noticed that he was totally erect. Of course,´ he thought, who wouldn´t be after thinking about her? She such a beauty.´
He entered the shower and turned the cold water on. After a while, he was a bit more relaxed, but he still needed her. He resolved that he would go and see her today, maybe they could tal about what had happened the previous night, about the kiss...
He got dressed and after combing his beard he headed for her office. He hoped she wan´t working too hard, after all it was Saturday. He walked across the empty hallways, still thinking about what he would say. That was always a dilema when visiting her, because most of the times he went because he just needed to see her, to feel her presence to breathe her air. At times like this he knew he was a man in love.
"Minerva?" he said as he poked into her office, after knocking several times and having received no answer.
She was dressed in her usual clothes and she was writting on her desk, probably answering some letter. She didn´t look at him, or answer, so he entered, closed the door behing him and walked to her side, placing a hand gently over her shoulder.
She didn´t look at him, but answered coldly.
"Is there anything I can do for you Albus?"
His eyes lost their sparkle momentarily as he heard the coldness of her voice. He knew why she was acting like this, it was because of what had happened hte night before, she felt ashamed and was now trying to get rid of him, but he knew her too well. He kneeled beside her chair so that his head was a littlr lower than hers. Lifting his hand to her chin, he forced her to look at him, however, her eyes still didn´t look into his.
"There is nothing to be ashamed of, beautiful."
Her hard expression softened when she heard him call her like that, but se still didn´t look into his vibrant blue eyes, she couldn´t. All what had happened the night before...she hadn´t been in complete controle of her mind. Now, he was probably going to sack her kindly or even worse, comfort her and tell her everything was all right and then never speak to her again. But, did he really think she was beautiful? His kind words melted her heart, he was such a sweet man.
Minerva thought that there was not a kinder man than Albus, there couldn´t be and his blue eyes were simply unique. However, she knew that she didn´t stand a chance with him. She had been his student and they had both developed a very strong friendship, but Minerva was sure that Albus would never see her as a woman, not as the woman she wanted to be for him at least.
She often had dreams about him, dreams in which they did all the things a man and a woman would ever dream of doing together, but Minerva feared her dreams, and yet she loved them. She loved them, because in her dreams she could have him, at least for some hours, but she feared them beacause with each dream she loved him more and more and all that love grew bigger each day. The night before, what she feared had finally happened, she had let her feelings show, she had accidentally let a tinny part of that mass of love escape her heart.
"Minerva, look at me."
TBC.
A/N: I´m really into this new fic so I´ll probably update in a few hours, but I can´t promise anything. Hope you liked it, thank you for all the wonderful reviews.