Chapter One.

Albus Bumbledore.

"Ugh." Minerva lifted her heavy load of filled in forms and hefted them into a more comfortable position. She set off to the to the owlery as fast as she could, she had her third-year Transfiguration in a quarter of an hour.

She stood beneath a row of school owls, and coaxed them down. She tied the first bundle, second,third and fourth on, and was a about to attach the fifth onto a large screech-owls leg, when she noticed the signature on the bottom of the form. Minerva stopped dead and stared at the document is dismay.

"Fool," she muttered, and took the bundle off the owl's leg. It hooted indignantly at her, annoyed that she interrupted it's peaceful sleep, and flew back up to the lofty rafters of the glass room. The other four took off. Minerva hefted the forms into her arms again and made her way to the Headmaster's rooms.

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"Alby, just do that last one and then we can go for a picnic by the lake; I asked the house-elves to pack one for us." Letitia finished sweetly.

"I'm afraid I have to, Letys darling. The ministry needs them." Albus answered regretfully.

"They're not important, are they?" she asked dismayed.

"They are very important, love." he told her.

"Oh, Alby, I'm so sorry! I didn't realise!" Letitia gasped. "Will it take you long?"

"Not long at all, darling. Then I'll take you to a special place in the grounds that no one but me has found before." Albus said.

"Ooh, that sounds wonderful! It can be our very own special place and -" she stopped as Albus kissed her soundly on the lips.

"And when we get there," he promised, "we'll spend a long time there."

She giggled and resettled herself on his lap and kissed him back fiercely. They drew a shaky breath in unison before diving back at each other.

"BANG!" Letitia and Albus jumped apart and stared in shock at the door. It had banged open and smashed onto the far wall to reveal a tall witch, her long black hair swinging out of it's normal bun and whose grey eyes flashed dangerously.

"Albus Dumbledore." Minerva fixed him with fire-breathing look. "What the hell were you thinking?!"

Albus put on his best calm teacher voice and fixed her with his own penetrating stare. "What is the matter, Professor McGonagall?"

The use of her title angered her further."You...you fool! You woolly-pated, sheep-brained hoof-footed yellow-bellied fool!" she streamed insults at him. "Don't try that on me Albus!" She deflected his Legilimens probe easily.

"Minerva, if you do not tell me what is wrong, I will have to ask you to leave my office." Albus said calmly.

She shook, hand clenched on her wand. "You have signed all the Astronomy Tower forms in with – with..." Minerva handed him a form, avoiding Letitia.

Albus looked down at the forms. Everything seemed to be in order. All the right boxes were ticked, squares filled in in neat print but...Albus looked down at the signature and felt his heart sink. At the bottom of the piece of paper it said in swirly letters; ''Albus Bumbledore.''

"In permanent ink." Minerva said in a low shaky voice. "It will have to be completely redone, Albus. "

I am so, so sorry, Minerva." Albus said earnestly. "I was just not paying attention."

"That." she said, "is obvious."

Albus opened his mouth to defend himself, or placate her, but his Letitia beat him to it.

"Minerva, please refrain from behaving so obscenely in front my fiancé , who, may I remind you, is also your employer," Letitia said coldly and calmly. Minerva stood straight, looking disbelieving daggers at the blonde woman.

"Albus has been working extremely hard and we do not appreciate your input. His mistake was something anyone could make." Letitia continued. "Please do not use such language in out presence and remember that Albus is your superior."

Minerva stood, unbelieving, at Letitia. "How dare you say that?" she managed at last. "I have done all paperwork of this school for the last three months since you came. I have punished the troublemakers, dealt with the ministry, and basically run the school for you. However," she turned to Albus, mastering her temper, "If you do not wish to know about these things, then you need not. I think the school will last until January the 1st. Bye." Minerva gathered the stacked forms, placed them on his desk and left for the door.

Letitia and Albus were left in silence. She was triumphant, he was surprised and dismayed.

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Minerva walked swiftly, tears glazing her face. She didn't cry often. But this was an exception. How could Albus do this to her?! She, who had nearly run the school for him!

And his horrible, horrible girlfriend. She had no right to talk to her like that, the cow.

And now she would have to sit next to them, eat with them, talk with them at meal times. Well, she wouldn't talk to him or her! See how Albus liked that!

Minerva would be brave, live up to her name, but she was not looking forward to tomorrow.

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