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McGonagall's schoolmates and teachers, (except for young Madam Hooch, young
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Chapter 17: Confession
The news about Dumbledore being the new Transfiguration teacher soon spread throughout Hogwarts and the Gryffindors were delighted while the Slytherins were totally displeased. The Gryffindors were so pleased that they often run to Dumbledore when the Slytherins bullied them. ("Ha! I dare you to come nearer!" Joe yelled behind Dumbledore once to Snape. "Joe, I am a teacher, not a shield." Dumbledore said, grinning.)
3 years passed without any major incidents, nothing serious was going on between Dumbledore and Minerva (unless you counted the times when Dumbledore had been looking at Minerva strangely since Minerva's 5th year), much to Snape's disappointment because if he had nothing to report, Malfoy will not give him 7 Galleons. Robert and Joe made it into the Gryffindor Quidditch Team as Beaters in their 3rd year and they often wrote to Jonathan Wood to get some tips from him. Minerva became a Perfect on her 5th year and she remained to be one on her 6th year.
One morning, when Dumbledore was marking essays in his office, Minerva came rushing in when a book in her hands.
"Albus, help me with this!" She exclaimed, slamming a book on his table.
"I studied my Transfiguration, Charms, Muggle Studies, Care for Magical Creatures, Potions, Defence Against the Dark Arts, Herbology, but I still don't get my History of Magic right!" Minerva explained without even stopped for a breath. She paused to take a breath. "Can you help me?"
Dumbledore smiled. "Sure, sit." He said, indicating the space beside him.
"Thanks, Albus, you are the best." Minerva smiled and sat down beside him.
"Which part that you doesn't understand?" Dumbledore asked.
"This. Circe." She said, pointing at the picture of the enchantress.
"Oh, her."
The study session went on for hours. By the time they were done, it was nighttime and Minerva really needed to get back into the common room. Dumbledore offered to walk her back because he didn't want any teachers to catch her walking alone in the castle at night.
"Albus, do you remember what happened during my 1st year visit to Hogsmeade?" Minerva asked as they walked back to the common room.
"Of course, that's the time when we had the broomstick ride, when I had my scar, when the both of us looked as if we were attacked by dragons. And that's the time when...." Dumbledore took a deep breath. "I said that I like you a lot."
Minerva blushed crimson while Dumbledore grinned sheepishly. Then he stopped grinning. "Looks like the Fat Lady had gone for a bit of night- visiting to her friends." He said flatly, staring at the empty portrait where the Fat Lady used to be.
"What?! Now what are we going to do?" Minerva asked frantically.
Dumbledore shrugged helplessly. "We have to wait."
Both of them went silent for a while. Dumbledore muttered a few words under his breath but Minerva couldn't catch them.
"And now?" Minerva asked before she could stop herself.
"What?" Dumbledore asked back.
Minerva sighed in frustration. How could she so stupid to ask "and now?" loudly in the first place? She could have kept that question in her mind. Now she had to ask the whole question.
"How do you think of me now?" Minerva asked. There, she asked THE question. She stared down on her History of Magic textbook, not letting Dumbledore to see her scarlet face.
"Err...well..I..I.." Dumbledore stammered. He swallowed hard and smiled nervously. "Youtookawaymyheart." He said quickly.
Minerva dropped her textbook with a THUD.
"Excuse me?" She asked, not believing what she was hearing. She lifted her head to look at Dumbledore.
"I realize that I am hopelessly in love with you ever since last year." Dumbledore admitted.
Minerva gazed into Dumbledore's bright blue eyes. "And I realize that I am in love you ever since you graduated. I discovered that I couldn't bear to let you go...." She whispered.
They gazed at each other and slowly, their lips met for a long, lingering kiss. As they kissed, Minerva felt that it was the best moment of her life.
"So this is it." Minerva said softly after they broke apart.
"What?" Dumbledore whispered.
"The Sorting Hat. It said that my destiny is in Gryffindor. So my destiny is to be with you." She smiled lovingly.
"Really? Do you know what did it say when it sorted me?" Dumbledore asked.
"I give up." Minerva said without thinking.
"It said that I can't be in Ravenclaw but Gryffindor because I will have a great future in Gryffindor. And it is right. I have good friends like Wood, William and Don, and..." He put his arms around her tenderly. "I have you."
Minerva smiled gently but then her smile faded. "Aren't you afraid that Professor Dippet will see you?"
"No. I put an invisible charm and a silence charm around us just now. Now no one could see us or hear us." He grinned mischievously.
"Naughty boy." Minerva scolded in fake anger.
"I am not a boy, I am 21 this year." Dumbledore protested, smiling.
Minerva giggled and gave Dumbledore another long kiss. When she was done, she noticed that someone else was with them.
"Albus, someone is here with us." She said in panic.
Dumbledore turned his head and smiled at what he saw. "The Fat Lady has come back."
Minerva turned her head too and groaned. There she was, sitting in her seat in the portrait, the Fat Lady stared at their direction. But she couldn't see them, much to their relief.
"Well, I guess it is goodnight then." Dumbledore smiled.
Minerva just sighed in disappointment. Then Dumbledore cupped her face gently and gave her a goodnight kiss. "See you tomorrow in Transfiguration." He whispered in her ear.
Minerva suddenly thought of something and stared at Dumbledore sternly. "Promise me one thing. Don't be biased to me." Minerva said seriously.
"I won't. I promise. If I do, you and the rest of the Gryffindors can turn me into a pig." He smiled.
Minerva laughed and kissed him. "Goodnight." She whispered and Dumbledore released her from his arms. He said some funny words that Minerva didn't understand. But judging the Fat Lady's shock expression, she figured that Dumbledore had undone the spells.
"Why did you two always turn up in odd ways? Last time it was from underground and now it was nowhere!" The Fat Lady demanded.
"Sorry." Dumbledore grinned. "Well, goodnight you two." He said and left.
"Password?" The Fat Lady asked.
"Marie Antoinette." Minerva said, picking up her book from the floor.
The Fat Lady swung open and Minerva went in.
When she was back in the Girl Dormitories, Minerva found that all her friends were asleep. She heard Madeline talking about Quidditch rules in her sleep. She giggled quietly and lied down on her bed. She turned her head and looked lovingly at the bouquet of roses that Dumbledore had given her in her 2nd year. The roses were still looked as if they were given to her yesterday.
Minerva smiled happily. "Goodnight." She whispered, closed her eyes and drifted to sleep.
Thank you for all your reviews! : ) I'm glad that all of you like this. : )
Chapter 17: Confession
The news about Dumbledore being the new Transfiguration teacher soon spread throughout Hogwarts and the Gryffindors were delighted while the Slytherins were totally displeased. The Gryffindors were so pleased that they often run to Dumbledore when the Slytherins bullied them. ("Ha! I dare you to come nearer!" Joe yelled behind Dumbledore once to Snape. "Joe, I am a teacher, not a shield." Dumbledore said, grinning.)
3 years passed without any major incidents, nothing serious was going on between Dumbledore and Minerva (unless you counted the times when Dumbledore had been looking at Minerva strangely since Minerva's 5th year), much to Snape's disappointment because if he had nothing to report, Malfoy will not give him 7 Galleons. Robert and Joe made it into the Gryffindor Quidditch Team as Beaters in their 3rd year and they often wrote to Jonathan Wood to get some tips from him. Minerva became a Perfect on her 5th year and she remained to be one on her 6th year.
One morning, when Dumbledore was marking essays in his office, Minerva came rushing in when a book in her hands.
"Albus, help me with this!" She exclaimed, slamming a book on his table.
"I studied my Transfiguration, Charms, Muggle Studies, Care for Magical Creatures, Potions, Defence Against the Dark Arts, Herbology, but I still don't get my History of Magic right!" Minerva explained without even stopped for a breath. She paused to take a breath. "Can you help me?"
Dumbledore smiled. "Sure, sit." He said, indicating the space beside him.
"Thanks, Albus, you are the best." Minerva smiled and sat down beside him.
"Which part that you doesn't understand?" Dumbledore asked.
"This. Circe." She said, pointing at the picture of the enchantress.
"Oh, her."
The study session went on for hours. By the time they were done, it was nighttime and Minerva really needed to get back into the common room. Dumbledore offered to walk her back because he didn't want any teachers to catch her walking alone in the castle at night.
"Albus, do you remember what happened during my 1st year visit to Hogsmeade?" Minerva asked as they walked back to the common room.
"Of course, that's the time when we had the broomstick ride, when I had my scar, when the both of us looked as if we were attacked by dragons. And that's the time when...." Dumbledore took a deep breath. "I said that I like you a lot."
Minerva blushed crimson while Dumbledore grinned sheepishly. Then he stopped grinning. "Looks like the Fat Lady had gone for a bit of night- visiting to her friends." He said flatly, staring at the empty portrait where the Fat Lady used to be.
"What?! Now what are we going to do?" Minerva asked frantically.
Dumbledore shrugged helplessly. "We have to wait."
Both of them went silent for a while. Dumbledore muttered a few words under his breath but Minerva couldn't catch them.
"And now?" Minerva asked before she could stop herself.
"What?" Dumbledore asked back.
Minerva sighed in frustration. How could she so stupid to ask "and now?" loudly in the first place? She could have kept that question in her mind. Now she had to ask the whole question.
"How do you think of me now?" Minerva asked. There, she asked THE question. She stared down on her History of Magic textbook, not letting Dumbledore to see her scarlet face.
"Err...well..I..I.." Dumbledore stammered. He swallowed hard and smiled nervously. "Youtookawaymyheart." He said quickly.
Minerva dropped her textbook with a THUD.
"Excuse me?" She asked, not believing what she was hearing. She lifted her head to look at Dumbledore.
"I realize that I am hopelessly in love with you ever since last year." Dumbledore admitted.
Minerva gazed into Dumbledore's bright blue eyes. "And I realize that I am in love you ever since you graduated. I discovered that I couldn't bear to let you go...." She whispered.
They gazed at each other and slowly, their lips met for a long, lingering kiss. As they kissed, Minerva felt that it was the best moment of her life.
"So this is it." Minerva said softly after they broke apart.
"What?" Dumbledore whispered.
"The Sorting Hat. It said that my destiny is in Gryffindor. So my destiny is to be with you." She smiled lovingly.
"Really? Do you know what did it say when it sorted me?" Dumbledore asked.
"I give up." Minerva said without thinking.
"It said that I can't be in Ravenclaw but Gryffindor because I will have a great future in Gryffindor. And it is right. I have good friends like Wood, William and Don, and..." He put his arms around her tenderly. "I have you."
Minerva smiled gently but then her smile faded. "Aren't you afraid that Professor Dippet will see you?"
"No. I put an invisible charm and a silence charm around us just now. Now no one could see us or hear us." He grinned mischievously.
"Naughty boy." Minerva scolded in fake anger.
"I am not a boy, I am 21 this year." Dumbledore protested, smiling.
Minerva giggled and gave Dumbledore another long kiss. When she was done, she noticed that someone else was with them.
"Albus, someone is here with us." She said in panic.
Dumbledore turned his head and smiled at what he saw. "The Fat Lady has come back."
Minerva turned her head too and groaned. There she was, sitting in her seat in the portrait, the Fat Lady stared at their direction. But she couldn't see them, much to their relief.
"Well, I guess it is goodnight then." Dumbledore smiled.
Minerva just sighed in disappointment. Then Dumbledore cupped her face gently and gave her a goodnight kiss. "See you tomorrow in Transfiguration." He whispered in her ear.
Minerva suddenly thought of something and stared at Dumbledore sternly. "Promise me one thing. Don't be biased to me." Minerva said seriously.
"I won't. I promise. If I do, you and the rest of the Gryffindors can turn me into a pig." He smiled.
Minerva laughed and kissed him. "Goodnight." She whispered and Dumbledore released her from his arms. He said some funny words that Minerva didn't understand. But judging the Fat Lady's shock expression, she figured that Dumbledore had undone the spells.
"Why did you two always turn up in odd ways? Last time it was from underground and now it was nowhere!" The Fat Lady demanded.
"Sorry." Dumbledore grinned. "Well, goodnight you two." He said and left.
"Password?" The Fat Lady asked.
"Marie Antoinette." Minerva said, picking up her book from the floor.
The Fat Lady swung open and Minerva went in.
When she was back in the Girl Dormitories, Minerva found that all her friends were asleep. She heard Madeline talking about Quidditch rules in her sleep. She giggled quietly and lied down on her bed. She turned her head and looked lovingly at the bouquet of roses that Dumbledore had given her in her 2nd year. The roses were still looked as if they were given to her yesterday.
Minerva smiled happily. "Goodnight." She whispered, closed her eyes and drifted to sleep.