Tidying Up

Albus Dumbledore sprawled contentedly in his chair, long legs crossed, scarlet booted feet resting nonchanlantly on his desk, as he twinkled brightly at Minerva, who was eyeing him disapprovingly.

"And, I suppose that while the rest of us have been working hard all day, you've simply been lounging around there, doing nothing!" Minerva followed her accusation with an ascerbic glare.

"Actually, I've been tidying up..." Albus surpressed a chuckle as he saw Minerva roll her eyes in an all too familliar manner, as her gaze flitted across his study, with it's haphazard dust covered piles of books and papers.

"I never would have noticed..." Sarcasm dripped icily from Minerva's words, and Albus beamed appreciatively. She really was a master of sarcasm.

"I've been tidying up in here, my dear Minerva." Albus tapped the side of his head languidly, and winked at Minerva, who was gaping at him with a mix of irritation and bewilderment. "Everyone's mind needs tidying up now and again, my dear. So, I did mine today... I found all manner of fascinating things hidden away in long forgotten corners... and do you know what was in every single corner of my mind, my dear?"

"Lemon drops and socks, I imagine!" Minerva snapped, "Really Albus, must you always talk such nonsence?"

"I am afraid that you are quite incorrect..." A fond smile flashed across Albus' face. "Actually, it was you my dear. In every nook, cranny and recess of my mind, there you were ..." Albus hesitated briefly, as he drew in a deep long breath, and his light blue eyes glinted with a strange light. "It is the same with my heart, Minerva. You are there in every single part of that too." His voice trembled nervously on the final words, as he seemed to hang anxiously on her response.

There was a brief stunned silence then Minerva whispered, "Mine too Albus..." Somehow, her hand had found it's way into his, her fingers intwining with his, as though they belonged there.

Author's Notes

Short, but hopefully sweet? ;) Feedback welcomed. Thanks for reading.