four days: Dreaming?
He had to find her, oh Merlin's beard he had to find her! Albus raced down the hallway, one after another; turning one corner, going through this and that secret passage way. She was nowhere to be seen. "I know! I shall try her room!" he shouted, and raced his shadow down the corridor. He took no time in knocking, he couldn't. There time was so short before she finally let herself go to that wretched idiot. He found her soundly sleeping on her bed, breathing no louder than that of the calm wind outside.
There she was. Her beautiful hair down her pale neck, her nightgown fitting loosely around her soft curves. She looked so beautiful, so absolutely raptional. "Minerva. I love you," he breathed, not letting his gaze linger beyond her exquisite features. He came in closer to the bed, and traced his hand down her face. Her eyes opened with a flutter. "I...love...you," he whispered.
She smiled warmly, and sat up from the bed. "Albus..."
"Shhhh...I had to tell you. I had to say it before everything came undone. You don't have to reply, it just needed to be said. I love you."
She nodded, but only made one noiseless movement. She placed her finger on his own lips. "Kiss me," she whispered.
He hadn't had time to think about her simple, yet seductive response. He felt her lips meet with his gently, reminding him so much of the way that the wind touches the leaves...the way springtime smelled...the feeling of happiness. "Mmmmmmm," he heard her moan. "I love you," she said, once they had departed.
"Now what?"
"We kiss again," she smiled.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm..."
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"Albus darling, Albus, wake up," Minerva whispered. 'Was he actually talking in his SLEEP?' Minerva shook him gently.
His head shot up immediately, "Minerva!" he gulped down.
"You...were talking in your sleep. Are you....alright?"
"What did I say?" he said quickly. "What did I bloody say!" he whispered harshly.
"Shhhhh...you don't need to get hysterical. I understand that the sleeping drought is supposed to mess with your mind, but that doesn't give you a reason to use inappropriate language in my presence."
"Um...sorry," he pushed himself up to face her more, "what did I say?"
"I believe I heard the distinct words, 'I love you.'...am I aloud to ask who you were telling that to? Or is it none of the business for the woman who completely bolted on you yesterday, while you get your nose broken by that awful man?"
He took in a deep breath. "No, it's plenty your business. Wait...you know about the fight? When did you get here?"
She smiled, that deep, wonderful smile. "I came here last night, about eleven. I was out thinking in Hogsmeade; and yes, I know about the fight. Karalynn has filled me in on most of it. Anything that you care to tell me?"
"You must think I'm an idiot," he sighed.
"You're only an idiot for sitting up when you should be lying down Albus Dumbledore," she whispered, pushing him down gently on the bed, "I think I know fairly well what the fight may have been about. I think it was very noble of you."
"Noble?" he sighed.
"Would you rather me award your actions a different word? Perhaps courageous, brave, sincere, heroic? Any of those better?"
"No, no. Noble is fine...it's just...well, I hadn't expected this sort of reaction from you."
"And what sort of reaction WERE you expecting?" she said, raising an eyebrow.
"I don't know. I thought you'd scold me until I was one hundred. You've never been one for violence...I figured this would be no different, even though it was on your behalf."
She looked down on him, wanting nothing more than to cry, and tell him how much he meant to her. "Albus...the fact that you and Greg were having some...difficulties communicating over someone, doesn't change the fact that fighting is wrong. However...the fact that it was me that you were fighting over, makes me feel perhaps a little bit warmed. The fact that you cared enough about me to knock the block off that man does, in a way, mean a lot to me. And while we're at it...I ought to apologize, you were right about Greg. I was just a bit struck at the time."
"No, it's fine Min," he whispered.
'Mmmmm, he looks so handsome right now. Those twinkling eyes, and strong chin...his bandaged nose,' she smiled. 'Now Minerva...you won't ever get a better chance. Never.'
"Can I tell you something, Albus?"
"Anything," he smiled.
"I haven't been able to think of anything but you since I've been gone, and especially when I got back," She stared down at her hands that were currently knotting themselves within eachother, "When I heard the news, I came right here, to wait for you to wake up in the morning. I think I finally am able to admit something to you. You've been so good to me, helping me out so. I think...well, for Merlin's sake, I know that I'm inlove with you...you'll probably think me an idiot, and stupid, but I think I finally figured out the difference between you and Greg. He may want me, you may not...but you make me feel happy when I'm near, and I want nothing more than to smile for the rest of the day," she breathed in deeply, his face was blank, when she finally looked up at him.
'Oh God, he's going to reject me,' she felt the tears come to her eyes, she felt the bubble well up in her throat. "I'm not inlove with Greg...I'm inlove with you."
She couldn't look at him. That was the hardest thing she had ever admitted in her life...THE ABSOLUTE HARDEST.
After a few minutes of contented breathing, she felt his hand on her chin. He lifted it up ever so slightly, so that his twinkling eyes could meet hers. "Minerva, don't look so sad. You shouldn't hold something like that in. Trust me...that's the reason I have my nose broken...you know, I didn't just fight him because he couldn't find you; I fought him on morals...and the fact that I've been head over heels for you since you came to the staff."
She stared at him, she stared at her. They both let the newly found information sink in. "Minerva, I love you. I've tried so many times to tell you, I've just never been that successful."
Minerva nodded her head, letting a smile creep along her full lips. "So who was it in the dream that you were having?"
"You," he whispered.
She moved in closer to him, feeling a new rush of excitement. "So um...what happened?"
"We...kissed," he said gently. He sat up, and made his head her height. He wrapped his arms gently around her waist, not letting his eyes leave her face that had become implanted with a smile. "Care to live up to my fantasy? Or is it too soon?"
"Albus," she said gently, "I've been waiting my whole life," she moved her head close enough to feel his breath on her skin. She looked at him with a smile, and like a shot of lightening, their lips connected. Electricity seemed to be pulsing through their bodies, as they quietly began to explore the passion of a new love. He wrapped his arms tighter and tighter around her waist, until she was also completely on the hospital bed. Minerva wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, wanting nothing more than to get as close was physically possible.
"OUCH!"
Minerva shot back from Albus, looking at him bewildered. "OH, did I do something wrong?" she whispered with a frown.
"NO," he said, as his hands came quickly to his nose. "Just touched a sore spot, that's all." He smiled, and stared at her with a dazed sort of smile. "Come over here and snuggle with me, it's deadly cold in this blasted bed."
She moved carefully into his embrace, and let him lock his arms around her waist. For some odd reason, she felt the waves of sleep come across her. She reminded herself that she hadn't slept hardly at all the night before. "Albus?" she whispered.
He didn't respond...she could feel the gentle whisps of air as they passed down her neck. She smiled, 'just what I was thinking.'
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short chapter? yes...but truly, I didn't wanna ruin the happy, "i love you" sort of mood. I promised you guys just about everything in this story...have I done my job? :-)
The next chapter may not exactly be happy go lucky again...of course, I haven't made up my mind...i think we'll know either Wednesday, or Thursday!
again, thanx reviewers. Anything special you want to happen? You tell me, I may fit it in...really!
He had to find her, oh Merlin's beard he had to find her! Albus raced down the hallway, one after another; turning one corner, going through this and that secret passage way. She was nowhere to be seen. "I know! I shall try her room!" he shouted, and raced his shadow down the corridor. He took no time in knocking, he couldn't. There time was so short before she finally let herself go to that wretched idiot. He found her soundly sleeping on her bed, breathing no louder than that of the calm wind outside.
There she was. Her beautiful hair down her pale neck, her nightgown fitting loosely around her soft curves. She looked so beautiful, so absolutely raptional. "Minerva. I love you," he breathed, not letting his gaze linger beyond her exquisite features. He came in closer to the bed, and traced his hand down her face. Her eyes opened with a flutter. "I...love...you," he whispered.
She smiled warmly, and sat up from the bed. "Albus..."
"Shhhh...I had to tell you. I had to say it before everything came undone. You don't have to reply, it just needed to be said. I love you."
She nodded, but only made one noiseless movement. She placed her finger on his own lips. "Kiss me," she whispered.
He hadn't had time to think about her simple, yet seductive response. He felt her lips meet with his gently, reminding him so much of the way that the wind touches the leaves...the way springtime smelled...the feeling of happiness. "Mmmmmmm," he heard her moan. "I love you," she said, once they had departed.
"Now what?"
"We kiss again," she smiled.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm..."
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"Albus darling, Albus, wake up," Minerva whispered. 'Was he actually talking in his SLEEP?' Minerva shook him gently.
His head shot up immediately, "Minerva!" he gulped down.
"You...were talking in your sleep. Are you....alright?"
"What did I say?" he said quickly. "What did I bloody say!" he whispered harshly.
"Shhhhh...you don't need to get hysterical. I understand that the sleeping drought is supposed to mess with your mind, but that doesn't give you a reason to use inappropriate language in my presence."
"Um...sorry," he pushed himself up to face her more, "what did I say?"
"I believe I heard the distinct words, 'I love you.'...am I aloud to ask who you were telling that to? Or is it none of the business for the woman who completely bolted on you yesterday, while you get your nose broken by that awful man?"
He took in a deep breath. "No, it's plenty your business. Wait...you know about the fight? When did you get here?"
She smiled, that deep, wonderful smile. "I came here last night, about eleven. I was out thinking in Hogsmeade; and yes, I know about the fight. Karalynn has filled me in on most of it. Anything that you care to tell me?"
"You must think I'm an idiot," he sighed.
"You're only an idiot for sitting up when you should be lying down Albus Dumbledore," she whispered, pushing him down gently on the bed, "I think I know fairly well what the fight may have been about. I think it was very noble of you."
"Noble?" he sighed.
"Would you rather me award your actions a different word? Perhaps courageous, brave, sincere, heroic? Any of those better?"
"No, no. Noble is fine...it's just...well, I hadn't expected this sort of reaction from you."
"And what sort of reaction WERE you expecting?" she said, raising an eyebrow.
"I don't know. I thought you'd scold me until I was one hundred. You've never been one for violence...I figured this would be no different, even though it was on your behalf."
She looked down on him, wanting nothing more than to cry, and tell him how much he meant to her. "Albus...the fact that you and Greg were having some...difficulties communicating over someone, doesn't change the fact that fighting is wrong. However...the fact that it was me that you were fighting over, makes me feel perhaps a little bit warmed. The fact that you cared enough about me to knock the block off that man does, in a way, mean a lot to me. And while we're at it...I ought to apologize, you were right about Greg. I was just a bit struck at the time."
"No, it's fine Min," he whispered.
'Mmmmm, he looks so handsome right now. Those twinkling eyes, and strong chin...his bandaged nose,' she smiled. 'Now Minerva...you won't ever get a better chance. Never.'
"Can I tell you something, Albus?"
"Anything," he smiled.
"I haven't been able to think of anything but you since I've been gone, and especially when I got back," She stared down at her hands that were currently knotting themselves within eachother, "When I heard the news, I came right here, to wait for you to wake up in the morning. I think I finally am able to admit something to you. You've been so good to me, helping me out so. I think...well, for Merlin's sake, I know that I'm inlove with you...you'll probably think me an idiot, and stupid, but I think I finally figured out the difference between you and Greg. He may want me, you may not...but you make me feel happy when I'm near, and I want nothing more than to smile for the rest of the day," she breathed in deeply, his face was blank, when she finally looked up at him.
'Oh God, he's going to reject me,' she felt the tears come to her eyes, she felt the bubble well up in her throat. "I'm not inlove with Greg...I'm inlove with you."
She couldn't look at him. That was the hardest thing she had ever admitted in her life...THE ABSOLUTE HARDEST.
After a few minutes of contented breathing, she felt his hand on her chin. He lifted it up ever so slightly, so that his twinkling eyes could meet hers. "Minerva, don't look so sad. You shouldn't hold something like that in. Trust me...that's the reason I have my nose broken...you know, I didn't just fight him because he couldn't find you; I fought him on morals...and the fact that I've been head over heels for you since you came to the staff."
She stared at him, she stared at her. They both let the newly found information sink in. "Minerva, I love you. I've tried so many times to tell you, I've just never been that successful."
Minerva nodded her head, letting a smile creep along her full lips. "So who was it in the dream that you were having?"
"You," he whispered.
She moved in closer to him, feeling a new rush of excitement. "So um...what happened?"
"We...kissed," he said gently. He sat up, and made his head her height. He wrapped his arms gently around her waist, not letting his eyes leave her face that had become implanted with a smile. "Care to live up to my fantasy? Or is it too soon?"
"Albus," she said gently, "I've been waiting my whole life," she moved her head close enough to feel his breath on her skin. She looked at him with a smile, and like a shot of lightening, their lips connected. Electricity seemed to be pulsing through their bodies, as they quietly began to explore the passion of a new love. He wrapped his arms tighter and tighter around her waist, until she was also completely on the hospital bed. Minerva wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, wanting nothing more than to get as close was physically possible.
"OUCH!"
Minerva shot back from Albus, looking at him bewildered. "OH, did I do something wrong?" she whispered with a frown.
"NO," he said, as his hands came quickly to his nose. "Just touched a sore spot, that's all." He smiled, and stared at her with a dazed sort of smile. "Come over here and snuggle with me, it's deadly cold in this blasted bed."
She moved carefully into his embrace, and let him lock his arms around her waist. For some odd reason, she felt the waves of sleep come across her. She reminded herself that she hadn't slept hardly at all the night before. "Albus?" she whispered.
He didn't respond...she could feel the gentle whisps of air as they passed down her neck. She smiled, 'just what I was thinking.'
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short chapter? yes...but truly, I didn't wanna ruin the happy, "i love you" sort of mood. I promised you guys just about everything in this story...have I done my job? :-)
The next chapter may not exactly be happy go lucky again...of course, I haven't made up my mind...i think we'll know either Wednesday, or Thursday!
again, thanx reviewers. Anything special you want to happen? You tell me, I may fit it in...really!