A/N: Remember, magic is always good for threats! Yes, I know the chapter
is short, but I had to kinda put it in.
A/N: I know it's probably getting boring to all of you for reading this, when it's the same day and all, but I just need to makesure that my point gets across your minds. It lasts like this until chapter ten or so...be prepared.
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chapter seven: Pushing Him Away
Albus waited anxiously, sitting on the bed for her return.
She did not emerge from the bathroom for nearly an hour. When she did finally come out however, she was wearing a green bathrobe. She didnt seem to look twice at Albus as she walked over to her bedside bureau and pulled out a light blue nightgown.
"Feeling better?" he asked quietly
Her eyes met his. No words came out of her mouth, infact it was rather obvious that she was trying not to say anything. She just simply nodded, then walked back over to the bathroom, and shut the door behind her.
Albus stared at the door that she had just entered behind, and let out a sigh. 'I knew it.' he thought softly. 'I'm not going to have her back...not for a very long time'
The minutes seemed to pass, second by second. He stared at the door intently until she came out. Her eyes didnt meet his, she almost seemed blind with the way she looked about. She stumbled through the room, and walked to the bed. Her hand gently lifted the covers, and pulled them over her head.
Albus moved over to her side of the bed, and sat on an open spot by her head. His hand gently glided over the sheets that were now covering her body. They carressed over her back in a sentimental touch. She didn't respond, she didnt move in the slightest.
He let out a sigh, a sad, deep sigh. "Oh minerva. I cant say how sorry I am...I-I had hoped that this would bring us closer together. I really had thought that we were going to have another child together."
She poked her head out of the covers to respond to this. "Sometimes, hope is beyond even you Albus." Her voice spoke in the often superior manner that she had, leaving a rather obvious hint of annoyance.
"Perhaps, but hope is often all we have." he said as he gently reached his hand out to her cheek. Her hand met his, but rather than lacing her fingers through his as she often did, she pushed him away; his hands went back into his lap.
"Very well then. If hope is all we have, then I HOPE you would take some insentive, and leave me alone for a while."
"I can't do that."
"And pray tell why not?"
"Because I don't want you to hurt yourself, and I don't want you to ignore me like you're trying to do."
"I don't have to ignore you to get rid of you Albus. All I need is my wand, and you'll be a permanent cricket that lives in a jar."
"Why, because you lost a child? Minerva, this isnt the first time this has happened in the history of the world, I would grow up a little, and stay away from the threats." his voice seemed to rise with every word, until he was at shouting level.
"Maybe I'll grow up if you stay away from ME!!!" her voice was loud, louder than one might think possible, it carried, and seemed to echo within the room. Her husband's eyes did not leave her, but he sat up from the bed, and walked over to the door.
"I'm going to the great hall, do you want some soup or something?" his voice was serious, but it lacked a certain emotion that would have been there at any other time.
"No. What I want, is for you to leave."
"Minerva, I suggest that you remember that no amount of pushing me away will actually make me go. I'm only leaving because I'm hungry, and you certainly don't wish to speak to me right now. I'll be back soon...just don't hurt yourself."
"Feel free to take your time. I don't really need you."
Albus stared open mouthed at her. His eyes met hers, although they each sent different messages to one another. Her message, was no doubt what she had just said...they clearly stated the words 'leave me alone', while as Albus, his message was rather the opposite. It clearly said 'im here'. Although a simple stare could not change how she was feeling, and with those words, he left the room.
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A/N: I know we kinda got an "i hate you thing" going on, but it makes the thought process a little better
A/N: I know it's probably getting boring to all of you for reading this, when it's the same day and all, but I just need to makesure that my point gets across your minds. It lasts like this until chapter ten or so...be prepared.
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chapter seven: Pushing Him Away
Albus waited anxiously, sitting on the bed for her return.
She did not emerge from the bathroom for nearly an hour. When she did finally come out however, she was wearing a green bathrobe. She didnt seem to look twice at Albus as she walked over to her bedside bureau and pulled out a light blue nightgown.
"Feeling better?" he asked quietly
Her eyes met his. No words came out of her mouth, infact it was rather obvious that she was trying not to say anything. She just simply nodded, then walked back over to the bathroom, and shut the door behind her.
Albus stared at the door that she had just entered behind, and let out a sigh. 'I knew it.' he thought softly. 'I'm not going to have her back...not for a very long time'
The minutes seemed to pass, second by second. He stared at the door intently until she came out. Her eyes didnt meet his, she almost seemed blind with the way she looked about. She stumbled through the room, and walked to the bed. Her hand gently lifted the covers, and pulled them over her head.
Albus moved over to her side of the bed, and sat on an open spot by her head. His hand gently glided over the sheets that were now covering her body. They carressed over her back in a sentimental touch. She didn't respond, she didnt move in the slightest.
He let out a sigh, a sad, deep sigh. "Oh minerva. I cant say how sorry I am...I-I had hoped that this would bring us closer together. I really had thought that we were going to have another child together."
She poked her head out of the covers to respond to this. "Sometimes, hope is beyond even you Albus." Her voice spoke in the often superior manner that she had, leaving a rather obvious hint of annoyance.
"Perhaps, but hope is often all we have." he said as he gently reached his hand out to her cheek. Her hand met his, but rather than lacing her fingers through his as she often did, she pushed him away; his hands went back into his lap.
"Very well then. If hope is all we have, then I HOPE you would take some insentive, and leave me alone for a while."
"I can't do that."
"And pray tell why not?"
"Because I don't want you to hurt yourself, and I don't want you to ignore me like you're trying to do."
"I don't have to ignore you to get rid of you Albus. All I need is my wand, and you'll be a permanent cricket that lives in a jar."
"Why, because you lost a child? Minerva, this isnt the first time this has happened in the history of the world, I would grow up a little, and stay away from the threats." his voice seemed to rise with every word, until he was at shouting level.
"Maybe I'll grow up if you stay away from ME!!!" her voice was loud, louder than one might think possible, it carried, and seemed to echo within the room. Her husband's eyes did not leave her, but he sat up from the bed, and walked over to the door.
"I'm going to the great hall, do you want some soup or something?" his voice was serious, but it lacked a certain emotion that would have been there at any other time.
"No. What I want, is for you to leave."
"Minerva, I suggest that you remember that no amount of pushing me away will actually make me go. I'm only leaving because I'm hungry, and you certainly don't wish to speak to me right now. I'll be back soon...just don't hurt yourself."
"Feel free to take your time. I don't really need you."
Albus stared open mouthed at her. His eyes met hers, although they each sent different messages to one another. Her message, was no doubt what she had just said...they clearly stated the words 'leave me alone', while as Albus, his message was rather the opposite. It clearly said 'im here'. Although a simple stare could not change how she was feeling, and with those words, he left the room.
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A/N: I know we kinda got an "i hate you thing" going on, but it makes the thought process a little better