Stories of the Hogwarts Sisterhood

Disclaimer: Athena belongs to me. As for the rest, see "What can I do to forget about the love between us" (why the hell did I make such a long title..)

Ships: AD/MM

Note 1: Ok, like what Freelancer said: My fic, my rules. So instead of 80 years older than Minerva, I make Dumbledore to be 8 years older than her! *grins*

Note 2: Since Dumbledore is 25 years old here, so I am going to make him to be as wild as possible

To flamers: If you want to flame my fic, I have two nasty words for you. If you don't want to hear it, get out of here.

Rated PG for a bit of swearing

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Dedicated to my friends in the Albus/Minerva group-Thank you for consoling me.

Chapter 5: Jealousy

The night was cool and in the Gryffindor common room, everyone was celebrating for the Gryffindor Quidditch team success over the Slytherin. Athena drank her pumpkin juice slowly, and then looked at Minerva and Wood, who were chatting happily about Quidditch.

The portrait swung aside and Dumbledore came into the room. The students greeted him and continued chatting.

"Hi there, Albus, want to have some Chocolate Frogs?" Wood asked cheerily.

Dumbledore gave a cool smile. "No thanks."

Athena shivered under her father's cool tone but the others didn't notice anything wrong. Dumbledore turned to William and Don. "Hey, want to go to the Hog's Head?"

William looked at the grandfather clock at the corner of the common room. "Now? But it is already 9pm."

"No thanks...." Don started and froze when he saw Dumbledore glared at him.

"If you two don't want to go, I will tell Professor Isidis who dyed his extra cloak into hot pink." Dumbledore threatened, folding his arms.

William's mouth dropped open. "You won't!"

"I will also tell Professor Rose who broke her greenhouse windows, and then Professor Hawkshead who replaced his broomstick with a toy broomstick, and Professor Binns who threw paper planes in his class, and...."

Don threw up his hands. "All right, all right! We surrender!"

Dumbledore smiled. "Good. Now come on."

As Don got up, he mouthed the words: "What's with him?" to the others. Then he left with William and Dumbledore.

"He's crazy, which teacher will drag his students to the pub and threaten them if they disobey him?" Minerva said in disgust. Then she whispered to Athena, Mandy and Poppy. "I don't think I will marry him in the future. Are you sure that your father is him?" She looked at Wood admiringly. "I rather marry Jonathan than that lunatic."

Mandy jumped up from her seat as if she sat on fire. "Excuse me." She mumbled and left the common room.

Athena could sense something was wrong so she got up from her seat too and followed Mandy.

"What did I say?" Minerva asked.

Poppy shrugged.

***

Mandy took out a cigarette, lighted it with her wand and took a long drag from it. She exhaled and leaned her body against the balcony, lifting her head to stare at the stars.

"Hi Mandy." Athena said when she came into the dark 7th year girls' dormitory.

Mandy lowered her head. "Oh, hi." She said flatly. She turned around and rested her elbows on the rail.

"Is there something wrong?" Athena asked in concern.

Mandy took a puff on her cigarette. "Nothing." She paused. "Yeah, there's something. Are you sure your father is Albus Dumbledore?"

"Of course I'm sure." Athena said. "And I'm sure that my mother didn't marry Jonathan Wood."

Mandy stared at her cigarette. "How do you know?"

"I am a good friend with his descendant. His name is Oliver Wood, he is a very famous Quidditch player, and I know him very well. He never tells me that his grandfather is marry to my mother." Athena said confidently.

Mandy smiled a little. "Really? Is Oliver married?"

Athena nodded. "Yep, with two kids." Then she raised one of her eyebrows. "Mandy, don't tell me that you like Jonathan?"

"A little." Mandy said quickly. "Okay, a lot." She confessed when she saw Athena stared at her.

"And you are jealous of my mother?" Athena asked again.

Instead of answering, Mandy offered Athena a box of cigarettes. "Want one?"

Athena shook her head. "No way."

***

At the Hog's Head, the situation was almost the same. The place was dark and full of smoke, as adults often smoked as they waited for their drinks.

At the counter, William and Don stared as Dumbledore ordered another glass of sherry.

"Err, Albus, that is the third glass you have ordered." William managed to say.

"I don't care. Everyone do this when they upset." Dumbledore snapped and bellowed at the bartender: "Hurry up, will you?!"

"Why are you so upset?" Don asked in concern.

"Minerva and Jonathan, that's why!" Dumbledore exploded and the bartender gave the glass of sherry.

"I don't get it." William said confusedly.

"The way they act, you think that they are a couple!" Dumbledore said and drank his sherry.

"But Jonathan says that he likes Minerva....." Don started.

BANG

Dumbledore slammed his glass down. "Since when?" He demanded.

"Since the start of this year." Don said slowly.

Dumbledore stared at Don. "That's it. I'm going to lose her. Jonathan is young...."

"So are you." William said. "25 is not old."

"He is good at Quidditch..."

"So are you, you won the Quidditch Cup when you were 17." Don said.

"He is handsome..."

"So are you, I heard that a couple girls in Gryffindor, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff are planning to kidnap you after they have graduated."

"Not the one I want." Dumbledore said miserably and finished the rest of his sherry in one go.

"Who?" Don asked stupidly.

William rolled his eyes and elbowed Don. "Minerva McGonagall, who else?" He hissed.

"Hey, didn't Minerva has a cousin named Athena, we can persuade her to ask Minerva if she likes Albus..." Don suggested.

"Albus always teases Minerva during classes, I doubt that Minerva likes him." William said dryly.

"Athena is not Minerva's cousin." Dumbledore said with his head rested on the counter.

"Huh?" William and Don said in unison. Before they could ask any further, Professor Isidis came into the pub.

"There you are! I have been looking everywhere for you!" Professor Isidis exclaimed and stared at William and Don. "What are you two doing here?" He demanded.

"Err..." William started.

"I ask them to accompany me, Castor." Dumbledore said kindly, his face as red as an apple.

Professor Isidis' mouth dropped open. "My, Albus! You are as drunk as a lord!"

"I'm not!" Dumbledore protested and got off his seat. His legs gave way and he fell into Professor Isidis' arms.

"Yes, you are!" Professor Isidis said firmly. "Help me, boys!" He said desperately. William and Don got off their seats and held Dumbledore up as he was too heavily for Professor Isidis.

"Come on, let's go back to the castle." Professor Isidis said and tried to support Dumbledore. He clicked his tongue impatiently and took out his wand. He waved it, cast a spell and Dumbledore started to float a few inches off the ground. "That saves us the trouble for carrying you all the way back." He said.

"I don wanna go back!" Dumbledore yelled. "I don wanna ter go back ter tha wife an' daughter of mine!"

"What did he say?" Professor Isidis asked as he pulled Dumbledore out of the pub.

William and Don shrugged. "I dunno." They said in unison.

"My, he is drunk." Professor Isidis said dryly.