Scene Five: Waking Up Honeymoon-lessly
Minerva McGonagall smiled sleepily as the first rays of sun slowly crept into the bedroom she now shared with her husband-since-a-day. Her head rested on his chest and she felt his arms rest protectively around her slender waist. Minerva smiled again as she enjoyed the peaceful silence of the early morning. Tomorrow- today, she'd have to teach for the very first time. She did look forward to it, though. It had been her dream for years- in fact, since she'd become an Animagus when she had been sixteen. Then, she had finally allowed herself to believe she was really talented for Transfigurations. And teaching your favorite subject- it could hardly go wrong, could it? Oh yes, it probably could, but Minerva wasn't in the mood to bother…
As she felt her husband stir beneath her head, she turned her face to him and, with a smile, softly traced his features with her fingertips. He didn't react.
Until, suddenly, Minerva shrieked as her husband quickly opened his eyes and started to tickle her until she screamed and laughed at the same time. He very well knew she couldn't *stand* it when he tickled her. Minerva desperately wriggled and fought, but Albus didn't rest until he held her in his arms and she couldn't move anymore. Then, he smiled and softly kissed her lips.
"Good morning, my newly-wed wife." he muttered, chuckling with his very typical, low laugh.
"Good morning, my newly-wed husband." Minerva responded and heard a strange sound come from her mouth. She bit her lip and smiled in surprise.
"Was that a giggle?"
Albus chuckled softly and stroked Minerva's hair as he cupped her face.
"Yes, it was I'm afraid, my dear. I appear to already have a rather good influence on you…"
Minerva shook her head and stuck out her tongue, then, to her utter surprise, giggled again as her husband slowly and semi-warningly shook his head.
"Minerva, Minerva, such childish behavior and that from a newly-appointed teacher!"
Minerva smiled and kissed her husband's brow.
"Alright, my dear middle-aged husband, your childish and way too young wife will behave herself. Good?"
"Good." Albus grinned, as he flung his arms round her waist again and pulled her closer. But then, suddenly serious, he, slowly, asked
"My age doesn't bother you- does it? You don't- you don't regret you chose your old teacher, do you?"
Minerva couldn't help it- she laughed as she heard the undertone of sudden uncertainty in his voice. He mockingly raised his eyebrows and smiled a rather faint smile.
"It was, in fact a serious question, my dear…"
The woman suddenly understood her husband really needed reassurance, so she turned around until she was on top of him, smiled and kissed him until there was no more doubt possible.
As she, slightly flustered, pulled back again, she smiled and rather teasingly asked
"Have I convinced you?"
Albus grinned, pulling her closer once more.
"You quite have, my dear. I love you, Minerva"
"I love you, Albus."
And so, the couple quite contently lay there in each others arms- not really needing much more words.
Until the muggle alarm clock Albus kept on his bedside table suddenly let out a rather loud sound. The Headmaster himself moaned and hid his head in his pillow, for the very first time ever cursing his addiction to muggle artifacts, but his new wife immediately professionally straightened her back and sat up straight in bed. Albus sighed, rolled his eyes and pulled her back again.
"Minerva…" he slightly begged in a very un-Headmaster-like way. "Now come on- we don't even have a honeymoon…"
Minerva smiled as she turned around again and fell down on top of her husband.
"We *kiss* will *kiss* have *kiss*…"
Her sentence was interrupted, though, because the last kiss was prolonged a little more than she had intended it to as she felt Albus' arms creep round her again.
"We will have our honeymoon in two days, Albus- only two days 'till Winter Break, remember?"
Albus sighed again and pouted slightly.
"Can't we just take two extra days of Winter Break."
Minerva rolled her eyes, yet smiled as she felt his lips on hers again. Yet, she pulled back.
"No, we cannot. Albus-"
Her sentence was smothered by his lips once more, and though she enjoyed every single moment of it, Minerva knew she had to stop this or it would never stop. But did she want it to stop?
Only with the greatest difficulty she pulled back, then tenderly stroked his cheek.
"We will have our honeymoon in two days, my lover. And it will be worth the waiting."
Albus faintly moaned as she pressed her lips on his, even deepened the kiss and then, with a swift gesture, pulled back the sheets until Albus was only covered by his thin, purple nightshirt.
"Now that was a Judas kiss, my dear. You're cruel, Minerva."
Minerva smiled, blew him a kiss and headed for the bathroom.
"You needed to cool down a bit, I believe, my love. And by the way- I thought I had to concentrate on my teacher duties?"
Albus chuckled yet groaned.
"Yes, but not fanatically. By the way, Min…"
Minerva turned around at his suddenly serious tone.
"We have another new teacher this year."
Albus sighed, then smiled
"It is Tom Riddle."
"Tom Riddle?!"
Minerva McGonagall smiled sleepily as the first rays of sun slowly crept into the bedroom she now shared with her husband-since-a-day. Her head rested on his chest and she felt his arms rest protectively around her slender waist. Minerva smiled again as she enjoyed the peaceful silence of the early morning. Tomorrow- today, she'd have to teach for the very first time. She did look forward to it, though. It had been her dream for years- in fact, since she'd become an Animagus when she had been sixteen. Then, she had finally allowed herself to believe she was really talented for Transfigurations. And teaching your favorite subject- it could hardly go wrong, could it? Oh yes, it probably could, but Minerva wasn't in the mood to bother…
As she felt her husband stir beneath her head, she turned her face to him and, with a smile, softly traced his features with her fingertips. He didn't react.
Until, suddenly, Minerva shrieked as her husband quickly opened his eyes and started to tickle her until she screamed and laughed at the same time. He very well knew she couldn't *stand* it when he tickled her. Minerva desperately wriggled and fought, but Albus didn't rest until he held her in his arms and she couldn't move anymore. Then, he smiled and softly kissed her lips.
"Good morning, my newly-wed wife." he muttered, chuckling with his very typical, low laugh.
"Good morning, my newly-wed husband." Minerva responded and heard a strange sound come from her mouth. She bit her lip and smiled in surprise.
"Was that a giggle?"
Albus chuckled softly and stroked Minerva's hair as he cupped her face.
"Yes, it was I'm afraid, my dear. I appear to already have a rather good influence on you…"
Minerva shook her head and stuck out her tongue, then, to her utter surprise, giggled again as her husband slowly and semi-warningly shook his head.
"Minerva, Minerva, such childish behavior and that from a newly-appointed teacher!"
Minerva smiled and kissed her husband's brow.
"Alright, my dear middle-aged husband, your childish and way too young wife will behave herself. Good?"
"Good." Albus grinned, as he flung his arms round her waist again and pulled her closer. But then, suddenly serious, he, slowly, asked
"My age doesn't bother you- does it? You don't- you don't regret you chose your old teacher, do you?"
Minerva couldn't help it- she laughed as she heard the undertone of sudden uncertainty in his voice. He mockingly raised his eyebrows and smiled a rather faint smile.
"It was, in fact a serious question, my dear…"
The woman suddenly understood her husband really needed reassurance, so she turned around until she was on top of him, smiled and kissed him until there was no more doubt possible.
As she, slightly flustered, pulled back again, she smiled and rather teasingly asked
"Have I convinced you?"
Albus grinned, pulling her closer once more.
"You quite have, my dear. I love you, Minerva"
"I love you, Albus."
And so, the couple quite contently lay there in each others arms- not really needing much more words.
Until the muggle alarm clock Albus kept on his bedside table suddenly let out a rather loud sound. The Headmaster himself moaned and hid his head in his pillow, for the very first time ever cursing his addiction to muggle artifacts, but his new wife immediately professionally straightened her back and sat up straight in bed. Albus sighed, rolled his eyes and pulled her back again.
"Minerva…" he slightly begged in a very un-Headmaster-like way. "Now come on- we don't even have a honeymoon…"
Minerva smiled as she turned around again and fell down on top of her husband.
"We *kiss* will *kiss* have *kiss*…"
Her sentence was interrupted, though, because the last kiss was prolonged a little more than she had intended it to as she felt Albus' arms creep round her again.
"We will have our honeymoon in two days, Albus- only two days 'till Winter Break, remember?"
Albus sighed again and pouted slightly.
"Can't we just take two extra days of Winter Break."
Minerva rolled her eyes, yet smiled as she felt his lips on hers again. Yet, she pulled back.
"No, we cannot. Albus-"
Her sentence was smothered by his lips once more, and though she enjoyed every single moment of it, Minerva knew she had to stop this or it would never stop. But did she want it to stop?
Only with the greatest difficulty she pulled back, then tenderly stroked his cheek.
"We will have our honeymoon in two days, my lover. And it will be worth the waiting."
Albus faintly moaned as she pressed her lips on his, even deepened the kiss and then, with a swift gesture, pulled back the sheets until Albus was only covered by his thin, purple nightshirt.
"Now that was a Judas kiss, my dear. You're cruel, Minerva."
Minerva smiled, blew him a kiss and headed for the bathroom.
"You needed to cool down a bit, I believe, my love. And by the way- I thought I had to concentrate on my teacher duties?"
Albus chuckled yet groaned.
"Yes, but not fanatically. By the way, Min…"
Minerva turned around at his suddenly serious tone.
"We have another new teacher this year."
Albus sighed, then smiled
"It is Tom Riddle."
"Tom Riddle?!"