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.
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Chapter 19: Proposal
"May I have your attention please?" Professor Dippet called out over the noise of the students in the Great Hall one morning.
The Headmaster stood up and cleared his throat. "Due to many requests from the students, I decided to hold a Valentine's Day ball this year."
The Great Hall began to fill with loud applause and cheers immediately.
"What? How can the Headmaster do this?!" Madeline exclaimed.
The Headmaster held up his hand and the Great Hall went silent quickly. "The date is, of course, 14 0f Feb. The time is 8pm. Students may wear dress robes or Muggle costumes. Teachers and students are required to have a dance partner. That will be all. If you have anymore inquiries, ask Professor Dippet for further details." The Headmaster sat down.
"This is totally stupid. Where can I find a dance partner?" Madeline scowled as she poked her fork into her peas.
Joe grinned. "Well..."
Madeline took out her wand and pointed it at Joe. "Don't you dare to suggest a broomstick to be my dance partner like what William did." She threatened, waving it in front of him.
"You have no sense of humor." Joe grumbled and turned his attention back to his sausages.
"At least Minerva don't have to worry about finding a dance partner." Poppy said, nodding slightly at Dumbledore's direction.
Minerva blushed, smiled shyly and gazed at her necklace lovingly.
"Minerva, Minerva? Great, she has lost her senses." Madeline groaned.
Poppy was right; Minerva didn't have to worry about finding a dance partner for Dumbledore asked her to go to the ball with him after Transfiguration.
"Why should I say no?" Minerva asked sweetly and leaned forward to give her lover a peck on his lips.
***
During the ball, after Dumbledore and Minerva finished their fourth dance (the Headmaster didn't mind Dumbledore dancing with a 6th year because he thought that Dumbledore was just being too kind to turn Minerva down for being her dance partner) Dumbledore led Minerva out of the Great Hall and to the garden near the lake.
"The teachers have done very well on the decorations." Minerva said in awe, as she bent down and admired the bright yellow fairy lights on the dark green bushes. She stood up and squeezed Dumbledore's hand tightly. "This is so romantic."
Dumbledore didn't respond.
"Albus? Albus?" Minerva asked, waving her hand in front of Dumbledore's face.
"Minerva, close your eyes." Dumbledore said seriously.
Minerva frowned slightly.
"Please." Dumbledore added quickly.
Minerva closed her eyes.
"All right, open them." She heard Dumbledore saying.
She opened them and saw Dumbledore with one knee on the grass and his hands holding on to hers softly. He gazed up at her lovingly.
"Minerva, will you marry me after your graduation?"
"What?" Minerva asked in shock.
"I have been thinking about it a long time."
"I...I...Albus, I don't know..." Minerva said, rubbing her temple as if it hurts. "Just get up first!"
"Not unless you give me your reply." Dumbledore said stubbornly.
"You are so stubborn." "Not as stubborn as you."
"I will not answer unless you get up." Minerva said and Dumbledore got up in a flash.
"Minerva, I really love you." Dumbledore said softly and held Minerva close.
"So do I." Minerva whispered. "And my parents have already seriously considered you as one of my family."
Dumbledore stared at Minerva in amazement. "They do? But they have met me once and that is 5 years ago."
"Albus Dumbledore, do you know that there's such a thing called letter?" Minerva asked. "And besides, they know that you are the youngest Transfiguration teacher, the top scholar and star student of Hogwarts from the Daily Prophet. They know that you are the nicest boy among the Gryffindor boys and ..."
"Am I really that good?" Dumbledore asked, grinning.
"You are to me and I am happy to marry you after my graduation." Minerva said quietly.
Dumbledore stopped grinning. "What?" He asked, couldn't believe what he had heard.
"I do." Minerva said shortly.
Dumbledore's mouth dropped open. "I don't know what to say.."
"Don't say anything then." Minerva smiled and sealed Dumbledore's lips with a kiss.
***
"The ball is absolutely boring." Madeline grumbled in the next morning, before she took a bite from her toast. After she had swallowed it, she searched around for Minerva. "Where's Minerva?"
"I don't know. Maybe we should ask Dumbledore." Poppy said, taking a pumpkin tart from the table.
"Later. If Minerva doesn't come for Potions." Madeline said. "Oh, there she is. Minerva, over here!" She called and waved.
"Good morning." Minerva greeted happily and sat down between Madeline and Poppy.
"Where did you go?" Daisy asked.
"I was in the Owlery, sending an owl to my parents. I'm starving." She said and reached hungrily for a small plate of boiled potatoes with her left hand.
"AH!" Madeline exclaimed loudly and all the students turned to look at her.
Joe spat out his pumpkin juice in shock while Robert nearly choked on his bacon. "Will you please don't do that during meal times?" Joe said angrily, wiping his mouth with a napkin. Robert coughed a little and swallowed his food.
"Minerva, what's that on your middle finger?" Madeline whispered as Minerva sat down.
All of Minerva's classmates turned their attention on Minerva's middle finger and stared in awe at the sparkling diamond ring.
"A ring." Minerva said simply.
"The exact answer." Poppy said.
"An engagement ring. I am to be married to Albus after my graduation." Minerva smiled shyly.
Madeline had her jaws dropped. "I can't believe it!" She said finally. "I am so happy for you, congratulations!" She held out her hand and Minerva shook it.
"Better not let the Slytherins to know anything about this." Poppy whispered. "If they asked about the ring, tell them that it is from your...err.."
"Hey lions." A voice behind Minerva said.
Minerva and her friends turned around.
"What do you want, Snape?" Madeline asked darkly.
"Nothing, just that I want to tell you that the Potions Master is planning to give us a small test today. Better study for it soon." Snape smirked at the horrified look on Daisy's face and stared at Minerva's ring with interest.
Minerva shifted uncomfortably under Snape's stare. "Ok, you have delivered your message, now go back to your snake pit." She said coldly, trying to keep her voice calm.
Snape smiled coldly and went back to the Slytherin's table.
"He's lying, the Potion Master would have told us if there's a test." Madeline hissed.
"Do you think that he have heard us?" Poppy whispered.
"I don't know..." Minerva said and twirled her ring around her finger nervously.
****
Snape smiled evilly at the Gryffindors' direction and began to plan for what he was going to write for his letter to Malfoy.
***
Knock. Knock.
Aidoneus Malfoy opened his eyes and groaned. Is it morning already?
Knock. Knock. Knock.
Malfoy groaned in frustration and covered his head with his pillow.
Knock. Knock.
"All right, all right!" Malfoy yelled, threw off his pillow and marched towards the window. He yanked away the curtains and saw Snape's owl. "Hey, where have you been all these years?" He asked and opened the window to let the owl in. The owl flew in, dropped the letter on Malfoy's hand and sat on the windowsill.
Malfoy opened the envelope and read:
Minerva McGonagall is to be married to Albus Dumbledore after her graduation.
"Ha! This is perfect! Wait a minute." Malfoy said, picking his robes on the floor, reached in and took out 8 Galleons. He rushed to his bedside table, pulled out the drawer and took out an envelope, a quill and a small piece of parchment.
He wrote:
This is what I have been waiting for! Thanks and no need to report to me anymore.
He put in the 7 Galleons into the envelope, "7 Galleons for the information." He put 1 more Galleon in. "I Galleon for tip."
He sealed the envelope and gave it to Sam's owl. "Here, bring this to your master."
After the owl had flown off, Malfoy read the letter again. He smiled. All he had to do now was to find a pretty girl.
Thank you for all your reviews! : ) I'm glad that all of you like this. : )
Chapter 19: Proposal
"May I have your attention please?" Professor Dippet called out over the noise of the students in the Great Hall one morning.
The Headmaster stood up and cleared his throat. "Due to many requests from the students, I decided to hold a Valentine's Day ball this year."
The Great Hall began to fill with loud applause and cheers immediately.
"What? How can the Headmaster do this?!" Madeline exclaimed.
The Headmaster held up his hand and the Great Hall went silent quickly. "The date is, of course, 14 0f Feb. The time is 8pm. Students may wear dress robes or Muggle costumes. Teachers and students are required to have a dance partner. That will be all. If you have anymore inquiries, ask Professor Dippet for further details." The Headmaster sat down.
"This is totally stupid. Where can I find a dance partner?" Madeline scowled as she poked her fork into her peas.
Joe grinned. "Well..."
Madeline took out her wand and pointed it at Joe. "Don't you dare to suggest a broomstick to be my dance partner like what William did." She threatened, waving it in front of him.
"You have no sense of humor." Joe grumbled and turned his attention back to his sausages.
"At least Minerva don't have to worry about finding a dance partner." Poppy said, nodding slightly at Dumbledore's direction.
Minerva blushed, smiled shyly and gazed at her necklace lovingly.
"Minerva, Minerva? Great, she has lost her senses." Madeline groaned.
Poppy was right; Minerva didn't have to worry about finding a dance partner for Dumbledore asked her to go to the ball with him after Transfiguration.
"Why should I say no?" Minerva asked sweetly and leaned forward to give her lover a peck on his lips.
***
During the ball, after Dumbledore and Minerva finished their fourth dance (the Headmaster didn't mind Dumbledore dancing with a 6th year because he thought that Dumbledore was just being too kind to turn Minerva down for being her dance partner) Dumbledore led Minerva out of the Great Hall and to the garden near the lake.
"The teachers have done very well on the decorations." Minerva said in awe, as she bent down and admired the bright yellow fairy lights on the dark green bushes. She stood up and squeezed Dumbledore's hand tightly. "This is so romantic."
Dumbledore didn't respond.
"Albus? Albus?" Minerva asked, waving her hand in front of Dumbledore's face.
"Minerva, close your eyes." Dumbledore said seriously.
Minerva frowned slightly.
"Please." Dumbledore added quickly.
Minerva closed her eyes.
"All right, open them." She heard Dumbledore saying.
She opened them and saw Dumbledore with one knee on the grass and his hands holding on to hers softly. He gazed up at her lovingly.
"Minerva, will you marry me after your graduation?"
"What?" Minerva asked in shock.
"I have been thinking about it a long time."
"I...I...Albus, I don't know..." Minerva said, rubbing her temple as if it hurts. "Just get up first!"
"Not unless you give me your reply." Dumbledore said stubbornly.
"You are so stubborn." "Not as stubborn as you."
"I will not answer unless you get up." Minerva said and Dumbledore got up in a flash.
"Minerva, I really love you." Dumbledore said softly and held Minerva close.
"So do I." Minerva whispered. "And my parents have already seriously considered you as one of my family."
Dumbledore stared at Minerva in amazement. "They do? But they have met me once and that is 5 years ago."
"Albus Dumbledore, do you know that there's such a thing called letter?" Minerva asked. "And besides, they know that you are the youngest Transfiguration teacher, the top scholar and star student of Hogwarts from the Daily Prophet. They know that you are the nicest boy among the Gryffindor boys and ..."
"Am I really that good?" Dumbledore asked, grinning.
"You are to me and I am happy to marry you after my graduation." Minerva said quietly.
Dumbledore stopped grinning. "What?" He asked, couldn't believe what he had heard.
"I do." Minerva said shortly.
Dumbledore's mouth dropped open. "I don't know what to say.."
"Don't say anything then." Minerva smiled and sealed Dumbledore's lips with a kiss.
***
"The ball is absolutely boring." Madeline grumbled in the next morning, before she took a bite from her toast. After she had swallowed it, she searched around for Minerva. "Where's Minerva?"
"I don't know. Maybe we should ask Dumbledore." Poppy said, taking a pumpkin tart from the table.
"Later. If Minerva doesn't come for Potions." Madeline said. "Oh, there she is. Minerva, over here!" She called and waved.
"Good morning." Minerva greeted happily and sat down between Madeline and Poppy.
"Where did you go?" Daisy asked.
"I was in the Owlery, sending an owl to my parents. I'm starving." She said and reached hungrily for a small plate of boiled potatoes with her left hand.
"AH!" Madeline exclaimed loudly and all the students turned to look at her.
Joe spat out his pumpkin juice in shock while Robert nearly choked on his bacon. "Will you please don't do that during meal times?" Joe said angrily, wiping his mouth with a napkin. Robert coughed a little and swallowed his food.
"Minerva, what's that on your middle finger?" Madeline whispered as Minerva sat down.
All of Minerva's classmates turned their attention on Minerva's middle finger and stared in awe at the sparkling diamond ring.
"A ring." Minerva said simply.
"The exact answer." Poppy said.
"An engagement ring. I am to be married to Albus after my graduation." Minerva smiled shyly.
Madeline had her jaws dropped. "I can't believe it!" She said finally. "I am so happy for you, congratulations!" She held out her hand and Minerva shook it.
"Better not let the Slytherins to know anything about this." Poppy whispered. "If they asked about the ring, tell them that it is from your...err.."
"Hey lions." A voice behind Minerva said.
Minerva and her friends turned around.
"What do you want, Snape?" Madeline asked darkly.
"Nothing, just that I want to tell you that the Potions Master is planning to give us a small test today. Better study for it soon." Snape smirked at the horrified look on Daisy's face and stared at Minerva's ring with interest.
Minerva shifted uncomfortably under Snape's stare. "Ok, you have delivered your message, now go back to your snake pit." She said coldly, trying to keep her voice calm.
Snape smiled coldly and went back to the Slytherin's table.
"He's lying, the Potion Master would have told us if there's a test." Madeline hissed.
"Do you think that he have heard us?" Poppy whispered.
"I don't know..." Minerva said and twirled her ring around her finger nervously.
****
Snape smiled evilly at the Gryffindors' direction and began to plan for what he was going to write for his letter to Malfoy.
***
Knock. Knock.
Aidoneus Malfoy opened his eyes and groaned. Is it morning already?
Knock. Knock. Knock.
Malfoy groaned in frustration and covered his head with his pillow.
Knock. Knock.
"All right, all right!" Malfoy yelled, threw off his pillow and marched towards the window. He yanked away the curtains and saw Snape's owl. "Hey, where have you been all these years?" He asked and opened the window to let the owl in. The owl flew in, dropped the letter on Malfoy's hand and sat on the windowsill.
Malfoy opened the envelope and read:
Minerva McGonagall is to be married to Albus Dumbledore after her graduation.
"Ha! This is perfect! Wait a minute." Malfoy said, picking his robes on the floor, reached in and took out 8 Galleons. He rushed to his bedside table, pulled out the drawer and took out an envelope, a quill and a small piece of parchment.
He wrote:
This is what I have been waiting for! Thanks and no need to report to me anymore.
He put in the 7 Galleons into the envelope, "7 Galleons for the information." He put 1 more Galleon in. "I Galleon for tip."
He sealed the envelope and gave it to Sam's owl. "Here, bring this to your master."
After the owl had flown off, Malfoy read the letter again. He smiled. All he had to do now was to find a pretty girl.