Her sin – 11 – Back at home
Minerva woke up feeling some heat on her belly… she smiled and she caressed that hand… a large and strong hand… Minerva opened her eyes then… She was covered on tartan sheets. She let go of those large fingers and tried to stand up but the hand grabbed her harder.
"Merry Christmas dear" a strong voice said behind her.
She held out her hand looking for something on the night table.
"Your wand is not there" the voice told "…I'm not so stupid"
"Where I am!?" she asked getting free from his arm and standing up from the bed.
"…at home…"
"There's not any home of ours, Tom!" she yelled grabbing a sheet to cover her body when she noticed she was naked "Where the hell have you taken me? How… how have I ended up here?!"
23th of December
"Thanks for everything, Poppy…" Albus said opening the door.
"There's anything to say thanks for, Albus… Min's my friend, so it's been a pleasure to have you as my guests…"
"Me too?" Aberforth asked coming to the hall carrying so many bags that he could even see where he was going.
"You too, Abe… It's been really nice to meet another Dumbledore… I'll come to visit you in Hogsmeade as soon as I the classes began after holidays…" she told.
"Can I take it as a deal?"
"…you can take it as a promise…" she said leaving a kiss on his cheek before close the door.
"Walk always between Aberfoth and me, Minerva…" said Albus while they were going to the train station "Don't stay behind us… Don't stare at anybody… Don't…"
"Yes momma" she joked on a childish tone and Aberforth laughed.
"This is serious!" he said.
"…but I'm not a kid, Albus, dear… I know how to take care of myself…"
"I know you do, Kitten… I was just making sure you remember it…"
25th of December
"Don't you recognize this house?" Tom asked.
Minerva walked towards the window and looked through it… Under her there was a nice and well-cared garden with red roses and a white gage… the house was in front a thistles' field crossed by a little river and, far away, it could be seen the sharp tower of Glasgow's cathedral.
"Oh my…" she whispered with opened eyes "You… bought it?" she asked facing him.
"I knew how much important it was for you…" Tom told.
"…you've owned my grandma's home for all this time…"
"I bought it to the people you sold it… so, yeah, I guess I do…" he approached a few steps to her "Aren't you happy?"
"I loved flying over that field when it got dark and nobody could see us…" she gazed the window again "…I've always dreamt I could teach my kids to use the broomstick like granny did with me…over the thistles…"
"You see… we could be very happy in here… our home…" whispered Tom on her ear while her fingers slide on the crystal.
"That won't ever happen" she said walking away from him "Give me my wand!" she yelled "…and my clothes!"
"There are some of your old dresses on the wardrobe… I've kept them for the day you came back…"
"What about my wand?" she asked crossing the room grabbing hard that sheet around her chest making sure he couldn't see any inch of her skin.
"I'll give it to you after you promise me you're not going to escape…"
24th of December
"Honey… I've thought we could invite Aberforth for tomorrow's lunch… and also Poppy and Rolanda… can we?" Minerva asked taking the dishes from the table.
"Haven't they any family to spend the Christmas with?"
"Well… as long as I've learnt…" she came back without plates and walked towards him "we actually are Abe's family…" then she sat astride on his lap on the couch and kisses his lips.
"What about your friends?"
"Poppy has no family… and Ro… well… she has a sister, but they haven't talked since collage so it's like she was alone too..." she caressed his chest and grabbed his muscles hard while her tights moved sensually and her lips tastes the skin under his ear "It would be too sad if it's just the two of us…" she told on a whisper.
"A lot of things come to my mind when I see the two of us alone after a so special lunch but… I guess we can have some guests if it's your wish, my love…"
"Oh, it will be wonderful!" she said rounding his neck with her arms and jumping over his lap "We'll have a very nice time, you'll see!!! Pops not the only good cooker of the staff, you know…"
"Really?"
"Oh, sure… really… I can do some delicious deserts…" and her lips showed him how delicious her deserts could be while his hands showed her some of the games he'd been thinking on if they spent the holiday alone.
25th of December
"What makes you think I'm gonna promise you such a thing?!" Minerva exclaimed after had dressed herself with a black long dress unable to hide the changes of her body since the last time she'd wore it years ago.
"'Cause I know you're expecting…" he told walking towards her and caressing that curve that the old dress couldn't hide "…and I know what is inside you is my heir…"
"It's not!" she yelled moving apart from his grab.
"Are you gonna say me the baby growing in your belly is a little Dumbledore?" he laughed "That old man is not able to give children to the world!"
"Of course he is!"
"You know your baby's mine… I can feel its power when I touch you…" he said approaching to her again "Give an opportunity to us, Minnie… let's grow a family together…"
"Never! You're mad… and a murder!" then she broke down and began to cry "Why have you taken me here? I want to come back… please…" she begged.
24th December
In the living room of the private rooms of the school's Headmaster there was big Christmas tree with a shinny star on the top and red and gold balls hanging on its branches. Minerva had stood a while looking at it when the clock's bells had rang six o'clock on the afternoon. She'd caressed her belly looking at the star and had wished her baby to be healthy and nice… after leave her presents under its shadow, she listened to a noise on the window… It was an owl, she let it come in and gave it a cookie before it left.
It had taken anything else than a short note:
You both will be mine, at three past six.
She didn't understood it, but she knew who was it coming from… She looked around, and gazed the clock… it was… fifty-seven, fifty-eight, fifty-nine… three past six on the afternoon exactly and nothing happened. She sighted and turned round to close the window, still handing the note.
Albus Dumbledore listened to some noise in the living room… It was surely Minerva leaving her presents under the tree… He hadn't done it yet, so he took the box he was going to give him and walked into the living room. There was nobody in there, but he was right… there were a lot of gifts under their Christmas tree. He crossed the room after leave his box and closed the window… He wondered why she had opened it if it was snowing out there. He left the room then, and on his way back to his office Albus Dumbledore gazed the grandfather clock near the couch… it four past six on the afternoon exactly… .. .
25th December
"It was a portkey?!" Minerva exclaimed suddenly, raising her head and drying her tears "The owl's note… now I remember… It was a portkey… that was what the time meant… It was going to take me here at three past six…"
"Yeah… it was the only way I could take you outside the castle… but…"
"What?!"
"…you let go of it and you felt to the lake… You do are crazy! You could have dead! If I hadn't charmed the portkey to find it if it got lost I couldn't have helped you… I found you at the other side of the lake… you were unconscious… You may fainted after release the portkey… But it worked anyway… you were away the spell wards so I took you here… Your clothes were wet and you were cold, so I had to took off your robes and give you some heat…" he stopped a while and approached closer to her "I saved your life…" he whispered.
"After put it on risk… so I think we're quits… Can I leave now, please?"
"Of course… not! It's Christmas… we're going to have a Christmas lunch together…"
TO BE CONTINUED…
