"Oh god, Rolanda, stop grinning at me like that." Minerva whispered through her teeth. They were at breakfast, and she felt as if everybody was staring at her. Which was probably true- it had to be very hard to not notice the wide smile of her friend. A "you shall see" smile. An "I am up to something" smile. An extremely, deathly frightening style… that was, for Minerva.

"Stop it!"

But Rolanda didn't, and as she quickly left breakfast table, Minerva rushed after her, not worrying about what the staff and students would think.

"Rolanda!"

Rolanda could by no means fail to hear the sternness of Minerva's voice.

"Rolanda, don't you run away."

As Minerva came closer, Rolanda looked down and stopped. Minerva grabbed her shoulders.

"Rolanda Hooch, and now you are, really, really, really going to listen to me. You can try to- well, do what you want, I can't stop you after all…"

"And the thought of you in Albus's arms doesn't feel- that unpleasant to you, does it?"

Minerva raised her hand.

"Okay, I admit that. But, Rolanda, my dear Rolanda, if you put me in one, I repeat, one embarrassing situation, you will pay! Are you hearing me? Pay!"

Rolanda laughed.

"My god, if that was your impression of a Common Welsh Green Dragon, then it is wonderfully good!"

"Ro!"

Rolanda sighed and rolled her eyes.

"Okay, Min, I will pay, okay, okay… Can I go now, Professor, or will you give me detention?"

With a sigh and a short wave of her hand, Minerva nodded.

And Rolanda, grinning again, ran to her room, yelled

"Accio parchment, accio quill!" and began to write.

"How to get Min and Albus together: Step one…"