A/N: Sorry for the long delay between updates. I haven't had much time to write, and when I did have time my muse tended toward the Sherlock or Hobbit fandoms, so all of my Harry Potter fics were put unofficially and regretfully on hold. I'm working on updating them all now, I finished 'What Now' and am working on a new chapter for 'Severus Snape and Catherine Beleza', for anyone who reads my other Harry Potter fics. Sorry for the babbling, onto the fic.

Albus paced in his quarters at Hogwarts, trying to think of something he could do to Minerva to prove how beautiful he finds her, inside and out. He also needed to determine what would be the perfect first present, to be presented before they go on their first date. Everything would need to be perfect if he wanted to stand a chance of winning over Minerva McGonagall.

Minerva, for her part, went about the rest of her day calmly. She was nervous, of course, as she had no idea what would happen next, but she was also determined to carry through with it. She loved Albus, had loved him since she was seventeen, and she knew that he cared for her. He knew her better than any other, although he still didn't know much, and his offer of courtship was both unexpected and welcomed, although she did worry what would happen if things went badly. He was her employer now, after all.

In a small flat in Diagon Alley, a blonde haired, blue eyed man smiled as he hurriedly wrote, quill scratching quickly across the page. He couldn't believe his luck, popping into the Hog's Head early for a bite and coming across a love triangle involving the most famous wizard of the age, Albus Dumbledore. This was his big break, and he was not going to let it pass him by.

Minerva had just finished unpacking her clothes in her quarters at Hogwarts when she was startled by a knock on the door. It was still rather early, she doubted it was even eight o'clock yet, but she was determined to do all of her moving in one day.

Opening the door, she was surprised to see Albus on the other side, his blue eyes twinkling.

"May I come in?" he asked, and Minerva stepped aside mutely, unsure whether Albus was here in his capacity as Headmaster or her suitor. "I wished to give you a courting gift Minerva, as proof of my good intentions. Although I've found that our actions speak more plainly than pretty baubles."

Minerva smiled at that, causing Albus to beam. He could tell the pretty witch was nervous, and he desperately wanted to set her at ease. Reaching into one of his robe pockets, he withdrew the book he had tucked in there before he left his quarters.

Before Minerva could take it, a tapping at the window had her hurrying to said window, letting the owl in and paying for the newspaper it carried. She unrolled it, clearly intending to glance at it now and read it more in depth later, but something she saw caused her to pause.

Albus watched as her face paled and her eyes widened with shock (and possibly horror).

"Minerva?" he asked, unsure what had upset her. In reply, she turned the paper so he could see, the front page devoted to three pictures; one of him, one of Minerva, and one of Elphinstone Urquart.

Scandal At Hogwarts, the headline went. Defeater of Grindewald Has A Rival For His For His Former Student's Attentions

"Oh my," he said, glancing from the horrified look on Minerva's face to the paper in her hands. This was going to complicate things.