Disclaimer: Aidoneus Malfoy, Don Weasley, William Potter.all Dumbledore and
McGonagall's schoolmates and teachers, (except for young Madam Hooch, young
Professor Sprouts, Professor Dippet and young Madam Pomfrey) belongs to me.
The rest belongs to J.K Rowling.
Chapter 13: The Christmas Ball
"Minerva, time to come out from the bathroom! You have been in there for an hour!" Madeline yelled outside the bathroom in the Girls' Dormitories.
"Just a minute!" Minerva answered from inside.
"That's what you said ten minutes ago! Hurry up!" Poppy said, smoothing out her sky-blue dress robes. "The boys can't just dance by themselves!"
"All right!" The bathroom door opened.
The girls' jaws dropped.
Minerva was wearing her white dress robes; her black hair was caught up in an elegant twist, held in place by a hairpin with small white pearls on it, and a simple bracelet made of pearl shone softly at her left wrist.
"Wow Minerva, you look like...like..." Madeline couldn't find the right word.
"Like a princess?" Poppy asked.
"Exactly! Like a princess!" Madeline said, smiling.
"Thank you." Minerva smiled back. "But I think all of us looked wonderful."
"Not as good as you." Madeline said. She was wearing scarlet red dress robes with golden threads stitched at the seams.
"You look great, you represent our house colours, gold and red." Minerva said.
"You look great too, you are the leader of the Gryffindor girls and the dress suit your image." Madeline said.
"Girls, by the time you two had finished your compliments, I think the ball will be over. You two looked great, all right? Now hurry up, the boys are waiting." A 7th year girl said at the door that led to the staircase.
Madeline and Minerva smiled at each other and went to the door.
"That's the problem with girls, they spent a long time in their rooms before going out and they make the boys to wait for them for ages." Wood complained as he played wizard chess with Nicholas in the common room. "Knight to E5."
"Let's just hope that they don't make us to be late for the ball." Nicholas said as he studied the chessboard carefully. "Queen to E5."
"I don't think they will." Dumbledore said as he took out his pocket watch. "There are ("Argh! Your Queen has crushed my knight!" Wood yelled.) still ten minutes before 9pm."
William just about to open his mouth to say something when he caught sight of the girls at the staircase. His eyes widened and he slapped Don's chest for his attention. Don turned his head to the staircase and his mouth dropped open. Both of them recovered and gave wolf whistles.
Dumbledore turned around and he saw Minerva in her dress robes. Minerva walked towards him and smiled. Dumbledore was totally stunned by her beauty.
"You...you looked wonderful." Dumbledore said softly.
"So do you." Minerva said, looking at his blue robes.
Dumbledore smiled and offered her his arm. Minerva took it and they proceeded to the Great Hall.
The Great Hall was beautiful; snowflakes were hovering at the ceiling, the house tables had vanished and hollies were covering the walls. Christmas trees decorated with fairies, candy canes and silver bells were standing near the walls with a few metres away from each other.
Dumbledore and Minerva had been dancing since they had gotten here. Now they were dancing slowly to the last song of the ball, "Silent Night". Nicholas and Georgia danced, and tried not to step on each other's dress robes. Madeline and Wood stick close together, but they didn't dance. They were discussed about Quidditch. William was dancing with Poppy and Poppy was giggled at William's jokes. Don was dancing with Daisy but Daisy kept on giving envious glance at Dumbledore and Minerva.
Dumbledore looked at his dance partner. "Minerva?"
"Hm?"
"Can you stay with me for a while in the common room after the ball?" Dumbledore asked. "Sure."
"The sky is beautiful tonight, isn't it?" Dumbledore asked, looking up.
"I agree." Minerva said, looking up at the ceiling too.
Without looking where they were going, they accidentally bumped into someone else.
"Oops! So sorry, I...." Dumbledore stopped when he saw who was the one he was bumping to.
Malfoy scowled. "Watch where you are going, Bumblebee." He was wearing black robes with a silver snake pin on his chest. He had a dance partner who has long, straight black hair and green eyes. She was wearing purple dress robes that made her to look like a gypsy.
"Is she your dance partner?" Dumbledore asked, trying to be friendly.
"Of course she is, who else do you think she is, my mother?" Malfoy snapped as if he was talking to an idiot.
Dumbledore didn't say anything.
Malfoy turned his attention to Minerva and he raised his eyebrows at her. "Nice outfit, McGonagall. Suit your image as the Queen of the Gryffindors."
Minerva scowled. Dumbledore figured that the situation would get worse if they stayed here so he grabbed Minerva's wrist and rushed out of the Great Hall.
"Albus, let go!" Minerva shook off Dumbledore's hand when they finally stopped in the empty Gryffindor common room. "How can you be so calm when Malfoy insulted you? I could have slapped him or put a curse on him myself!"
"Look, if you cursed him, you will get a detention." Dumbledore said. "Do you know what's the detention like? Hanging by the wrists from the ceiling for a day or more, depends on how serious it is. I don't want you to get detention."
"Everything is so perfect until he came along." Minerva grumbled. "Now our last dance is ruined."
"Not exactly." Dumbledore said.
"What?"
"Wait here." Dumbledore said and went back to the Boys' Dormitories. He came back with his wand and he waved it.
The song "Silent Night" filled the air in the common room. Dumbledore put away his wand and offered her his hand. Minerva smiled, took it and they started dancing silently in the common room. Minerva sighed. Everything is so... so... romantic. When the song stopped, Dumbledore looked into Minerva's eyes.
"Close your eyes."
"What?"
"Just close them."
Minerva stared at Dumbledore with one eyebrow raised.
"Oh come on, it's a surprise."
Minerva smiled a little and closed her eyes for a moment.
"All right, you can open your eyes now."
Minerva opened her eyes and gasped. Dumbledore was holding a bouquet of 7 roses, and every rose has a different colour. Minerva looked at all of them. There's red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and violet.
"This is for you. Merry Christmas." Dumbledore smiled and handed Minerva the bouquet.
Minerva took the bouquet. She stared at them for a moment and then caressed the roses. She found her voice at last. "Thank you. Oh my, Albus, how did you get roses with so many different colours?"
"They are all white actually. Except for the red rose." Dumbledore admitted and grinned. "I made 6 potions with 6 different colours and put the 6 white roses in the 6 bottles that contains the potions. 2 days later and they became like this."
Minerva gazed at the roses lovingly but then frowned.
"What's the matter, did you see any white spots on the petals of the roses?" Dumbledore asked.
Minerva shook her head and stared at the roses sadly. "I thought that it would be quite a pity to see them wilt."
"They won't. I put a charm on them so that they remain like this forever." Dumbledore smiled.
"Thank you." Minerva smiled back. "Wait here, I got something for you." Minerva ran to the Girls' Dormitories.
"You don't..." Dumbledore started and Minerva disappeared upstairs. "...Have to." He finished.
Minerva came back without the bouquet but a beautifully wrapped gift in her hands. "Here, I hope you like it. Merry Christmas."
Dumbledore sat down on a sofa and opened it. Minerva sat down beside him. A smile came across Dumbledore's face. "A music box." He opened it and his smile widened as he listened to the music. "Chamber music. Thank you, I love it." Dumbledore closed the box and he and Minerva gazed at each other.
Minerva wished that this moment could last forever but then unfortunately; it didn't last because Wood and the others came into the common room noisily at that moment.
Dumbledore tore his gaze away from Minerva and grinned at Wood. "Hi Wood, having a good time?"
"Oops, did we come in at the wrong time?" Wood asked, ignoring Dumbledore's question.
"I think we did." William grinned.
"Stop it, boys." Dumbledore said, his cheeks going red.
"Aye, Captain." William said, moving his right hand to his head. He turned his attention to the music box on Dumbledore's lap. "Oy, you have not given me my Christmas present yet." He said, nudging Wood in his ribs.
"That ball isn't so bad, I guess." Madeline said, flopping down on her bed.
"Because you get to talk about Quidditch throughout the ball." Daisy said, brushing her hair. When she put the brush down, she caught sight of Minerva's roses. "Wow! What a lovely bouquet of roses! Who gave it to you, Minerva?"
"Who else beside the leader of the Gryffindor boys?" Madeline grinned at Minerva through the curtains hangings.
"Dumbledore?! Ooooo, I'm going to be the green-eyed monster." Daisy said angrily. She smiled when she saw Minerva's pale face. "Gotcha! Just kidding."
"So, how did he propose?" Madeline asked, sitting up on her bed.
"What propose? That's just my Christmas present." Minerva said, sitting down on her bed in her nightgown.
"Aw, you are no fun." Madeline pouted. She went quiet for a while and then opened her mouth again. "Minerva, I saw Dumbledore taking you out of the Great Hall just now. What are you two doing?"
"I am not telling." Minerva said, lying down on her bed.
"Oh come on, Minerva..." Madeline started.
Minerva got out of her bed and gave Madeline a soft smile. "No way. Goodnight." She smiled again at Madeline and Daisy and drew her curtains shut.
Chapter 13: The Christmas Ball
"Minerva, time to come out from the bathroom! You have been in there for an hour!" Madeline yelled outside the bathroom in the Girls' Dormitories.
"Just a minute!" Minerva answered from inside.
"That's what you said ten minutes ago! Hurry up!" Poppy said, smoothing out her sky-blue dress robes. "The boys can't just dance by themselves!"
"All right!" The bathroom door opened.
The girls' jaws dropped.
Minerva was wearing her white dress robes; her black hair was caught up in an elegant twist, held in place by a hairpin with small white pearls on it, and a simple bracelet made of pearl shone softly at her left wrist.
"Wow Minerva, you look like...like..." Madeline couldn't find the right word.
"Like a princess?" Poppy asked.
"Exactly! Like a princess!" Madeline said, smiling.
"Thank you." Minerva smiled back. "But I think all of us looked wonderful."
"Not as good as you." Madeline said. She was wearing scarlet red dress robes with golden threads stitched at the seams.
"You look great, you represent our house colours, gold and red." Minerva said.
"You look great too, you are the leader of the Gryffindor girls and the dress suit your image." Madeline said.
"Girls, by the time you two had finished your compliments, I think the ball will be over. You two looked great, all right? Now hurry up, the boys are waiting." A 7th year girl said at the door that led to the staircase.
Madeline and Minerva smiled at each other and went to the door.
"That's the problem with girls, they spent a long time in their rooms before going out and they make the boys to wait for them for ages." Wood complained as he played wizard chess with Nicholas in the common room. "Knight to E5."
"Let's just hope that they don't make us to be late for the ball." Nicholas said as he studied the chessboard carefully. "Queen to E5."
"I don't think they will." Dumbledore said as he took out his pocket watch. "There are ("Argh! Your Queen has crushed my knight!" Wood yelled.) still ten minutes before 9pm."
William just about to open his mouth to say something when he caught sight of the girls at the staircase. His eyes widened and he slapped Don's chest for his attention. Don turned his head to the staircase and his mouth dropped open. Both of them recovered and gave wolf whistles.
Dumbledore turned around and he saw Minerva in her dress robes. Minerva walked towards him and smiled. Dumbledore was totally stunned by her beauty.
"You...you looked wonderful." Dumbledore said softly.
"So do you." Minerva said, looking at his blue robes.
Dumbledore smiled and offered her his arm. Minerva took it and they proceeded to the Great Hall.
The Great Hall was beautiful; snowflakes were hovering at the ceiling, the house tables had vanished and hollies were covering the walls. Christmas trees decorated with fairies, candy canes and silver bells were standing near the walls with a few metres away from each other.
Dumbledore and Minerva had been dancing since they had gotten here. Now they were dancing slowly to the last song of the ball, "Silent Night". Nicholas and Georgia danced, and tried not to step on each other's dress robes. Madeline and Wood stick close together, but they didn't dance. They were discussed about Quidditch. William was dancing with Poppy and Poppy was giggled at William's jokes. Don was dancing with Daisy but Daisy kept on giving envious glance at Dumbledore and Minerva.
Dumbledore looked at his dance partner. "Minerva?"
"Hm?"
"Can you stay with me for a while in the common room after the ball?" Dumbledore asked. "Sure."
"The sky is beautiful tonight, isn't it?" Dumbledore asked, looking up.
"I agree." Minerva said, looking up at the ceiling too.
Without looking where they were going, they accidentally bumped into someone else.
"Oops! So sorry, I...." Dumbledore stopped when he saw who was the one he was bumping to.
Malfoy scowled. "Watch where you are going, Bumblebee." He was wearing black robes with a silver snake pin on his chest. He had a dance partner who has long, straight black hair and green eyes. She was wearing purple dress robes that made her to look like a gypsy.
"Is she your dance partner?" Dumbledore asked, trying to be friendly.
"Of course she is, who else do you think she is, my mother?" Malfoy snapped as if he was talking to an idiot.
Dumbledore didn't say anything.
Malfoy turned his attention to Minerva and he raised his eyebrows at her. "Nice outfit, McGonagall. Suit your image as the Queen of the Gryffindors."
Minerva scowled. Dumbledore figured that the situation would get worse if they stayed here so he grabbed Minerva's wrist and rushed out of the Great Hall.
"Albus, let go!" Minerva shook off Dumbledore's hand when they finally stopped in the empty Gryffindor common room. "How can you be so calm when Malfoy insulted you? I could have slapped him or put a curse on him myself!"
"Look, if you cursed him, you will get a detention." Dumbledore said. "Do you know what's the detention like? Hanging by the wrists from the ceiling for a day or more, depends on how serious it is. I don't want you to get detention."
"Everything is so perfect until he came along." Minerva grumbled. "Now our last dance is ruined."
"Not exactly." Dumbledore said.
"What?"
"Wait here." Dumbledore said and went back to the Boys' Dormitories. He came back with his wand and he waved it.
The song "Silent Night" filled the air in the common room. Dumbledore put away his wand and offered her his hand. Minerva smiled, took it and they started dancing silently in the common room. Minerva sighed. Everything is so... so... romantic. When the song stopped, Dumbledore looked into Minerva's eyes.
"Close your eyes."
"What?"
"Just close them."
Minerva stared at Dumbledore with one eyebrow raised.
"Oh come on, it's a surprise."
Minerva smiled a little and closed her eyes for a moment.
"All right, you can open your eyes now."
Minerva opened her eyes and gasped. Dumbledore was holding a bouquet of 7 roses, and every rose has a different colour. Minerva looked at all of them. There's red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and violet.
"This is for you. Merry Christmas." Dumbledore smiled and handed Minerva the bouquet.
Minerva took the bouquet. She stared at them for a moment and then caressed the roses. She found her voice at last. "Thank you. Oh my, Albus, how did you get roses with so many different colours?"
"They are all white actually. Except for the red rose." Dumbledore admitted and grinned. "I made 6 potions with 6 different colours and put the 6 white roses in the 6 bottles that contains the potions. 2 days later and they became like this."
Minerva gazed at the roses lovingly but then frowned.
"What's the matter, did you see any white spots on the petals of the roses?" Dumbledore asked.
Minerva shook her head and stared at the roses sadly. "I thought that it would be quite a pity to see them wilt."
"They won't. I put a charm on them so that they remain like this forever." Dumbledore smiled.
"Thank you." Minerva smiled back. "Wait here, I got something for you." Minerva ran to the Girls' Dormitories.
"You don't..." Dumbledore started and Minerva disappeared upstairs. "...Have to." He finished.
Minerva came back without the bouquet but a beautifully wrapped gift in her hands. "Here, I hope you like it. Merry Christmas."
Dumbledore sat down on a sofa and opened it. Minerva sat down beside him. A smile came across Dumbledore's face. "A music box." He opened it and his smile widened as he listened to the music. "Chamber music. Thank you, I love it." Dumbledore closed the box and he and Minerva gazed at each other.
Minerva wished that this moment could last forever but then unfortunately; it didn't last because Wood and the others came into the common room noisily at that moment.
Dumbledore tore his gaze away from Minerva and grinned at Wood. "Hi Wood, having a good time?"
"Oops, did we come in at the wrong time?" Wood asked, ignoring Dumbledore's question.
"I think we did." William grinned.
"Stop it, boys." Dumbledore said, his cheeks going red.
"Aye, Captain." William said, moving his right hand to his head. He turned his attention to the music box on Dumbledore's lap. "Oy, you have not given me my Christmas present yet." He said, nudging Wood in his ribs.
"That ball isn't so bad, I guess." Madeline said, flopping down on her bed.
"Because you get to talk about Quidditch throughout the ball." Daisy said, brushing her hair. When she put the brush down, she caught sight of Minerva's roses. "Wow! What a lovely bouquet of roses! Who gave it to you, Minerva?"
"Who else beside the leader of the Gryffindor boys?" Madeline grinned at Minerva through the curtains hangings.
"Dumbledore?! Ooooo, I'm going to be the green-eyed monster." Daisy said angrily. She smiled when she saw Minerva's pale face. "Gotcha! Just kidding."
"So, how did he propose?" Madeline asked, sitting up on her bed.
"What propose? That's just my Christmas present." Minerva said, sitting down on her bed in her nightgown.
"Aw, you are no fun." Madeline pouted. She went quiet for a while and then opened her mouth again. "Minerva, I saw Dumbledore taking you out of the Great Hall just now. What are you two doing?"
"I am not telling." Minerva said, lying down on her bed.
"Oh come on, Minerva..." Madeline started.
Minerva got out of her bed and gave Madeline a soft smile. "No way. Goodnight." She smiled again at Madeline and Daisy and drew her curtains shut.