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* * * Albus entered the Great Hall hours later to find it decorated beautifully for the Yule Ball. Several students were already there, as to take advantage of every minute of dancing possible. He noticed that Professor Trelawney was eyeing him and, as to be a gentleman, he asked her to dance.
They had only begun to dance when Albus saw the subject of his affection enter the room.
* * *
Minerva walked into the Great Hall looking like a queen. She had chosen to wear red robes for the evening and her waist-long hair down. She had also removed her glasses. She didn't really need to wear them, truthfully. She could see just fine without them, but since she thought they added an air of confidence, she chose to wear them daily. As she swept her eyes around room, she noted it was about half-full.
She also saw that Professor Dumbledore was dancing with Sybil Trelawney. At that very second, she felt as if she'd swallowed a rock. She felt her heart ache and was contemplating whether or not she should leave when he approached her.
"Minerva? Is everything all right, my dear?"
Minerva said nothing. Instead, she felt her heart breaking as she replayed the image of Sybil with her arms wrapped around Albus. She fought hard to hide back tears.
"Minerva?"
She really had no reason to feel this way. he was never hers to lose. he only thought of her as a friend.. but she was still hurting inside.
Just then, her defenses failed her and a solitary tear streaked down her cheek.
Albus reached out and dried it with his finger.
"Something's troubling you Minerva, what is it?"
Minerva said nothing.
Albus gently took her by the elbow and led her out of the room, where they could have some privacy.
"Minerva, what in Merlin's name is the matter?"
Minerva looked up at him, at his twinkling blue eyes and this time the tears flowed freely. She felt nothing but pain. She loved him so much.
* * *
Albus stared at Minerva with concern and put his arms around the crying witch. The only other time he had seen her like this had been when her parents had been killed. This was a woman who never cried, and yet here she stood in front of him crying her soul out.
What on earth could be the matter?
He'd been dancing with Sybil, and she had walked in. She'd looked gorgeous in flowing gowns of red. As soon as she'd laid eyes on him, she'd grown upset.. what could he have possibly done?
Then it dawned on him.
It was Sybil.
* * *
Minerva didn't stir as Albus put his arms around her. She had longed so much for his embrace...
Suddenly Albus pulled away.
"Minerva, I want you to listen to me and I want to you listen carefully."
He paused.
"Will you marry me?" .
* * * Albus entered the Great Hall hours later to find it decorated beautifully for the Yule Ball. Several students were already there, as to take advantage of every minute of dancing possible. He noticed that Professor Trelawney was eyeing him and, as to be a gentleman, he asked her to dance.
They had only begun to dance when Albus saw the subject of his affection enter the room.
* * *
Minerva walked into the Great Hall looking like a queen. She had chosen to wear red robes for the evening and her waist-long hair down. She had also removed her glasses. She didn't really need to wear them, truthfully. She could see just fine without them, but since she thought they added an air of confidence, she chose to wear them daily. As she swept her eyes around room, she noted it was about half-full.
She also saw that Professor Dumbledore was dancing with Sybil Trelawney. At that very second, she felt as if she'd swallowed a rock. She felt her heart ache and was contemplating whether or not she should leave when he approached her.
"Minerva? Is everything all right, my dear?"
Minerva said nothing. Instead, she felt her heart breaking as she replayed the image of Sybil with her arms wrapped around Albus. She fought hard to hide back tears.
"Minerva?"
She really had no reason to feel this way. he was never hers to lose. he only thought of her as a friend.. but she was still hurting inside.
Just then, her defenses failed her and a solitary tear streaked down her cheek.
Albus reached out and dried it with his finger.
"Something's troubling you Minerva, what is it?"
Minerva said nothing.
Albus gently took her by the elbow and led her out of the room, where they could have some privacy.
"Minerva, what in Merlin's name is the matter?"
Minerva looked up at him, at his twinkling blue eyes and this time the tears flowed freely. She felt nothing but pain. She loved him so much.
* * *
Albus stared at Minerva with concern and put his arms around the crying witch. The only other time he had seen her like this had been when her parents had been killed. This was a woman who never cried, and yet here she stood in front of him crying her soul out.
What on earth could be the matter?
He'd been dancing with Sybil, and she had walked in. She'd looked gorgeous in flowing gowns of red. As soon as she'd laid eyes on him, she'd grown upset.. what could he have possibly done?
Then it dawned on him.
It was Sybil.
* * *
Minerva didn't stir as Albus put his arms around her. She had longed so much for his embrace...
Suddenly Albus pulled away.
"Minerva, I want you to listen to me and I want to you listen carefully."
He paused.
"Will you marry me?" .