McGonagall sat down, and she began to cry. "Oh, Albus, what are we to
do?"
Dumbledore came up behind her, and put a hand on her shoulder, "Everything's going to be alright, dear."
"No, I mean. what are we going to tell everybody?"
"Well," Albus began, "I would have to tell the staff eventually. you're going to start showing."
This only made Minerva sob louder. "But. but. but." she said between tears, "Snape. he'll tell all of the Slytherins. Merlin only knows what they'll say about me!"
"They'd better not say anything about my wife!" said Albus.
Minerva stopped crying, "Your wife?"
"Yes," Albus replied, "My wife. I always did intend to propose to you, I just never got around to it, and." Albus took out his wand from inside of his robes, flicked and then swished it, saying, "Alohomorise Nuprosium." A golden key suddenly appeared, floated over to his top right desk drawer, and unlocked it. A box floated out, and into Albus's hand. "This ring has been sitting in that drawer for the past fifteen years! I was waiting for the right moment, and this is as good a moment as any. Will you marry me, Minerva?"
Minerva suddenly burst into tears again. She ran over to the shelf where the Sorting Hat was kept and put him on, "Minerva, I stand by my decision. When Albus put me on fifteen years ago, and asked me if he should buy you that ring for you and propose, I told him that you were a Dumbledore at heart. Now, go put that ring on. I know you want to." Minerva took the Sorting Hat off, and put him back on the shelf. She smiled. "Yes, Albus, I will marry you."
Dumbledore came up behind her, and put a hand on her shoulder, "Everything's going to be alright, dear."
"No, I mean. what are we going to tell everybody?"
"Well," Albus began, "I would have to tell the staff eventually. you're going to start showing."
This only made Minerva sob louder. "But. but. but." she said between tears, "Snape. he'll tell all of the Slytherins. Merlin only knows what they'll say about me!"
"They'd better not say anything about my wife!" said Albus.
Minerva stopped crying, "Your wife?"
"Yes," Albus replied, "My wife. I always did intend to propose to you, I just never got around to it, and." Albus took out his wand from inside of his robes, flicked and then swished it, saying, "Alohomorise Nuprosium." A golden key suddenly appeared, floated over to his top right desk drawer, and unlocked it. A box floated out, and into Albus's hand. "This ring has been sitting in that drawer for the past fifteen years! I was waiting for the right moment, and this is as good a moment as any. Will you marry me, Minerva?"
Minerva suddenly burst into tears again. She ran over to the shelf where the Sorting Hat was kept and put him on, "Minerva, I stand by my decision. When Albus put me on fifteen years ago, and asked me if he should buy you that ring for you and propose, I told him that you were a Dumbledore at heart. Now, go put that ring on. I know you want to." Minerva took the Sorting Hat off, and put him back on the shelf. She smiled. "Yes, Albus, I will marry you."
