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Chap 4.

That night after Harry left Minerva sat in her office deliberating, her long hair still out of its bun and lying on her right shoulder. Absent mindedly she ran her fingers through it remembering the feel of Harry's strong fingers in it. It felt wonderful to have someone else's hand in her hair. She had forgotten, it had been many years since the farm boy. With Harry it felt right somehow, letting him into her walls was going to be easier than she thought.

With that she decided that she was going to take the risk. Just only so far though, she still didn't want to rush into it head on. She still had a reputation to uphold after all. She got up and walked over to her long time friend and bid him Good Night and walked back up to her quarters.

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They were finishing up the Charms corridor when Minerva joined them. She was happy that they were making such progress. Much of the castle was repaired now, but there were still places that needed some attention, one of them being the AstronomyTower. She cleared her throat quietly.

"Thank you all for working so diligently to help Hogwarts become the beauty she was. Soon she'll be restored to her former glory." This brought on some cheers and a bit of clapping.

"All that's left is the AstronomyTower and that is gonna be a doozy. Half of the stone is missing into the black lake and other parts are just rubble. But I know that we will make it happen. But today, I think that it be best if we all took a well earned break from our work." More cheers and claps came at the end of her announcement. As everyone was breaking up Minerva walked over to where Harry was standing.

"Mr. Potter, if you would care to join me?"

Hermione and Ron looked over to them with a confused look on their faces. It seemed that young Mr. Potter has not yet told them of his feelings for her. Harry looked over to her and nodded.

"Of course Professor."

Glad he understood that she wasn't ready to talk intimately in front of others yet she turned knowing that he would follow.

Once they were out of earshot of everyone Harry called out.

"Min slow down! There isn't a fire."

Minerva slowed down her pace so that Harry could catch up and join her at her side.

"I'm sorry, it's a habit of mine. I guess its part of the animagus in me."

He reached out and took her long slender hand into his and gave it a squeeze. Looking into her blue-green eyes he smiled and pulled her hand up to his lips brushing a kiss into her palm. She looked up and down the corridor.

"No one is around Min. Don't worry."

She smiled and looked into the startling green eyes before her and pulled him closer to her and leaned in to kiss him. Brushing her lips over his tentatively he opened for her, she swept her tongue inside tasting the sweetness that was Harry. He moaned into the kiss and wrapped his arms around her surprisingly thin waist holding her close. The kiss deepened and her fingers wound into his unruly black hair.

"Oh Min, you feel wonderful. Is there anywhere we could take this? Something, a bit more private?"

Frantically she looked around and found an open door, an empty classroom. There were desks on one side and chairs on the other in the middle an aging wooden desk.

She pulled him inside amazed at the hormones running through her body. She wanted to feel more of this wizard, wanted him to feel more of her. As soon as they were inside she kicked the door closed and quietly muttered a silencing charm so that no noise could escape the room. As soon as she was finished she looked to him a little uncertainly not used to the feelings flowing through her. He walked over to her confidently and lifted her hand and laid it on his heart, his own hand reaching up to cup her regal chin, she closed her eyes and leaned into his warm hand. This truly felt right. He leaned in and placed a kiss gently on her temple, then moved to her jaw line, slowly moving towards her lips. As their lips met it was a heated exchange. There was urgency, a need to continue, that if they stopped they were going to miss something. Minerva wasn't even sure as to what the need was. She pulled back with a need to breathe, immediately she felt the loss of Harry. She fluttered her eyes open to look at the man who literally took her breath away. As she gazed over him, he looked into her eyes as if he could see straight through her.

"Min, you ok so far? I'm not going to push you further than you're ready for."

She nodded and dreamily blinked.

"Mmmhmmm, I had forgotten, how wonderful…" a rare smile spread across her thin lips. Slowly she drew up her hand to her swollen lips, Harry caught her hand and replaced it with his lips as he leaned in for another searing kiss. She purred softly at the contact. Using that as encouragement, he pulled her closer trailing his lips across jaw line and down further to her neck. Feeling him suckle gently on the corner of her neck a hiss of pleasure escaped her lips.

"Mmm yessss…"

"Oh Harry…"

She noticed his hands had started roam over her body, through her robes of course. But as the thought of his hands feeling her skin passed through her mind she let out another moan. What was happening to her? She wasn't some young teen with hormones blazing, but oh how Harry made her feel that way. She let her hands slowly roam over his body, feeling the muscle through his thin shirt she couldn't help but pull the shirt up so that she could feel his skin. This seemed to encourage Harry as he started to unzip the front of her green robes, exposing little by little the creamy skin above her breasts. She had only her shift on under her robes. Slowly he pressed kisses against the cream like skin. Stopping the zipper at just below where her cleavage started. Her full breasts started to ache and his ministrations were making her weak at the knees.

"Harry.." She breathed. "Harry I…I've got to sit." She waved her wand and summoned a chair from the side of the room. Slowly Harry pulled back and looked to his former professor. Her cheeks were flushed and her lips slightly swollen. On her neck he noticed a small love bite begin to form.

"Oh Min, I'm sorry. I never meant to mark you" Harry whispered pointing to her neck.

Minerva smiled as her long finger reached up and traced her index finger over the mark, a dreamy look spread over her face. She had never been marked like that before.

"It'll be ok Harry. I can always glamour myself and cover it up." She was catching her breath finally. Looking around the class room she realized that this classroom had not been used in many years. She looked at Harry his hair was very messed up now and his shirt halfway up his chest. She noticed a few bruises that still hadn't healed from the battle. She traced a finger over his rib and felt as he winced.

"You really should have that looked at. Mr. Potter." As she slipped into her professor's mode, "You may have some internal damage. If it's still that painful…" Quickly he pulled down his shirt.

"For you, I will. I'll let Madam Pomfry look at it as soon as I can."

"I'm sorry, I've ruined the moment. It truly was wonderful, I didn't want it to end but you take my breath away." She smiled softly.

"You've not ruined anything for me." He stepped closer slipping between her legs his hands resting on her shoulders, "But I understand. We've got to take things slow. I know I'm not in a rush. I'll be here for as long as you'll have me."

"You'll always have a place here Harry. Whether or not what's going on between us works out, this will always be your home."

He leaned down and softly kissed her.