Journal of Albus Dumbledore

Week # 8

I realize my last entry did not mention a word about my professional duties which is part of the purpose of this journal. And I regret to inform you that this one will not either. As of this point, only thoughts of a beautiful green-eyed witch seem to enter my consciousness. I want to tell the world about my new relationship with Minerva but sadly I cannot. Therefore, I will use this journal as my way of speaking my mind and sharing my love for her.

This past week was as wonderful as the one before. Trying to find new ways to surprise her and make her blush with pleasure has become a special challenge for me. You might be curious how our date went. After all, that was when I had decided to share my deepest feelings with her. But as always, I will start at the beginning since really that is the best place to start.

I asked Minerva to be ready at 8 p.m. on Friday night and to wear a set of comfortable robes. I met her at her door and she was as stunning as always. She had chosen a beautiful robe of deep purple, one of my favorite colors. She smiled a bit shyly and I offered her my arm. We made our way out of Hogwarts by a back door to avoid as many students as possible and once we were beyond the gates, I took the portkey out of my pocket. Minerva looked a bit surprised but put her hand on it as well and we were off.

We landed in a cove and the sky was a midnight blue as the sun had yet to rise. I told Minerva that all would be explained in good time and with trust and excitement in her eyes we made our way to a nearby dock. The sailboat I had commissioned was waiting for us and we headed on board as the last of the preparations were made.

Sometimes in life there occurs a moment in time that is so perfect that you could live in it forever. I never thought to see that moment in my lifetime. But as we sailed into the ocean with the sun rising as a beautiful orb in the sky and my arms around the woman I loved, I realized that I was living that moment.

As we munched on some fruit with a creamy spread, I told Minerva that we had just sailed away from Hervey Bay in Queensland, Australia. I arranged for us to spend the day touring the sights and watching for Humpback whales. Without getting into too many details, I will simply say she was pleased and my lips are still tingling.

Soon we were wrapped up in all the beauty and splendor that is the Australian coast. It took longer than I expected before we needed the potion I brought along to help keep us awake. Shortly after lunch we spotted our first Humpback whale who was frolicking in the water with her baby close by. I decided that there would never be a better time to share my feelings and with my arms wrapped around Minerva's waist and her back snuggled tightly against my chest, I leaned down and whispered those three little words that mean so much. I love you.

Never would I have dreamed the impact they would have on her. As tears streamed freely down her cheeks which were pink from the wind, she whispered those same words back to me. I felt as I had not felt in years. So happy and carefree as if nothing in world could ever go wrong.

The rest of the day was a blur. There were more whales and beautiful coastal sights but I only had eyes for the witch by my side. Soon it was time to return to land. We shared a picnic dinner on a secluded beach where we were able to express ourselves without the prying eyes.

Heading back to Hogwarts was a sobering thought as I never wanted the day to end. But head back we did and as we strode through the gates while students were running around, I felt like a teenager sneaking back home. Together we headed upstairs and I brought her to her door. I went to leave with a simple kiss on her hand since we could not be sure of who was watching. As I turned, Minerva's musical voice reached my ears. I can not possibly record the emotions that rose in me when she asked me to stay. We laid together visiting and holding each other close until we drifted off to sleep.

Until next time…