Chapter Two
Poppy monitored the two carefully over the day as they slept. Their temperatures were spiking and then they would go back down. She would watch for owls coming towards the room.
As she sipped at her twentieth cup of tea that day, an owl was tapping at the window. Poppy went to get it. She read through the letter.
Dear Headmaster Dumbledore,
We are terribly sorry about the soap. It seems we gave you the wrong bar. The soap you have is a sort of de-aging soap. We were only experimenting with it, but it seems it works. Unfortunately, we haven't found a re-aging soap yet. We'll get started on it right away. In the mean time, enjoy your younger body. Oh, yes and before we forget, your body will seem like it is having an allergic reaction to the soap, but it is only adjusting to the hormone levels of a teen again.
Terribly sorry,
Fred and George Weasley
Poppy was furious, but at least she knew what was going on with Albus and Minerva. She'd give it the night for them to recover, and if they didn't, she'd take them to St. Mungo's.
Albus was having some wonderful dreams. He found himself thinking often of Minerva. The two of them were always in bed, making love. His unconscious mind reached out for Minerva and pulled her to him. Poppy saw him reach for her, and left them be. She went down to the kitchens to get herself some food.
Minerva was also having some interesting dreams. Albus was taking her on her desk in her classroom, something they hadn't done since they were first married. She wrapped her arms around Albus. As they lay entangled, their body temperatures went back to normal. The exhaustion felt by both was leaving, only to be replaced by a longing for bed for a normal sleep. As Albus opened his eyes, he didn't feel dizzy anymore. He felt Minerva in his arms, and pulled her closer. He searched for her lips, thinking back on his dreams. He felt himself get hard, so he pressed himself against Minerva's stomach.
'That should wake her up,' he thought.
Sure enough, she woke feeling his hard desire pressing into her. She looked into his eyes, finding lust and love. She imagined she looked about the same. Her hand came down to touch him, stroking him with a single finger. He gave a little moan. He moved his hands to cup her breasts. Perfect round mounds that fit into his hands just right. Through the thin material of her night dress, Minerva's nipples reacted to his touch more so than usual. She gave him a low moan, approving of his actions. He continued his exploration of her young body as she did his. In a matter of minutes, their clothes were off. Albus was pressed against Minerva. They were kissing each other all over the place.
"I need you, Albus, please."
She reached for his hardened member, but before she could grab it, he plunged himself inside her. She let out a loud moan. As they rocked together, Albus flicked his thumb across her nipple. Minerva moaned again. As Albus pumped in and out, Minerva lifted her hips to meet him. They both felt each other's release building up and it only made them go harder. A few moments later, they were calling each other's names. Albus lay atop Minerva, breathing heavily. He then rolled off of her, exiting her body as well. Albus held her to him, stroking her hair. Minerva lay her head in the crook of his neck, letting her breathing get back to regular. She ran her hand along Albus' chest, reveling in the soft chest hairs.
The door opened, and Albus looked to see who it was. Poppy came in, saw that the two of them were awake and walked over to the bed.
"How are you two feeling?"
"Better."
Poppy noticed their lack of clothing and walked over to the desk.
"I got the reply from the Weasley twins. Shall I read it?"
"Yes, please."
So Poppy read the letter to them.
"I'm taking it that your bodies have adjusted. I don't know how long it will take them to make the re-aging soap, so I think you two may have to stay here for a while."
Albus frowned a bit.
"I don't see why we can't use a glamour charm. It should work. I mean, we will only be showing up at meals. Minerva, er, she'll need a really good one. I can do that."
"Yes, Poppy, I can't leave my students to someone else."
"Well, we'll have to see how it works. You'll stay here for at least a day, to see how long you can keep the glamour."
"Alright. It's a good thing it's Saturday tomorrow."
"Okay, now I'm going to examine you two. Minerva I'll do you first. Come to the bathroom please."
Minerva looked down at herself, realizing she was naked. She waved her hand, immediately clothing herself in a bathrobe. She got out of the bed and followed Poppy.
"You seem perfectly fine," stated Poppy as she finished.
"I feel fine. Just last night was a doozy."
"Hmm, I'll bet. All right, you can send you husband in here now."
Minerva stood and then went to get Albus.
"She needs to see you now."
Albus threw on a bathrobe as well and gave Minerva long kiss. He grew hard again, and Minerva felt it.
"Albus, get in there, we'll have plenty of time for this later."
He chuckled and walked off in the direction of the bathroom. When Poppy was finished with him, they came out and she had them do their glamour charms.
"Now, I want you to try to keep them on for as long as possible, alright?"
Minerva nodded and so did Albus. They cast the charms, working themselves back to their older bodies. Once they were finished, they spent the day working to keep their glamours on.
They had managed to keep them on for the whole day. They had occupied themselves by playing chess. At the end of the day, they were both exhausted and just wanted to sleep.
"Well, you can keep it up so it should do just fine. We'll see how it goes tomorrow and if you are too overworked, I'm not allowing it to continue. You'll stay here until the Weasley's get the antidote."
"Of course, Poppy."
She left and Albus and Minerva crawled into bed.
"I wouldn't mind a vacation."
"Neither would I. This could give us a perfect excuse."
"It could."
"We'll see how tomorrow goes."
"We will."
"Good night."
"Good night, Minerva. I love you."
"I love you too."