Journal of Minerva McGonagall
Week # 8
I have dreamed all of my life about a prince charming that would enter my world and sweep me off my feet. But never in my wildest fantasies did I come close to the powerful feelings that would stir within my very soul when that man appeared and declared his love for me. Now I know…
As I mentioned in my previous entry, Albus has spared no expense of time and energy to make me truly believe in the magic of love. He has been so attentive, caring, loving, and even unpredictable and I find myself longing to see him more and more. The moments we spend together seem to fly past while the time we are apart drags its' feet slowly. But those precious minutes alone together give me such a burst of energy! However, nothing will ever compare to the way I felt on Friday night. Let me explain.
Albus invited me to our first real date and it was nothing short of spectacular! I decided to surprise him by shedding my normal emerald green robes for a set of amethyst purple ones since that is his favorite color. I must say that I did look rather attractive in them and he seemed very pleased with my choice. It must have been the sparkle in his eyes or the satisfying kiss he placed on my lips that gave his thoughts away.
I mentioned earlier that Albus has been unpredictable and I should have known based on his actions earlier in the week, that our first date would be out of the ordinary but never did I dare assume just how amazing it would be. After walking to the edge of the grounds, he produced a small portkey. Immediately we were whisked away to a beachside cove and instead of it being nightfall as it was in Scotland, I noticed that it was just before daybreak. Before I had a chance to ask any questions, he had pulled me close, tenderly kissed me and told me that more would be revealed.
Taking my hand gently within his own, he led me to a dock where we boarded a small sailboat. It was then that Albus revealed our location, Queensland Australia, and explained that he wanted to spend an entire day alone with me out on the ocean. He had also remembered my fondness for humpback whales and had arranged for us spend some time watching them play about in the waters. I must say that I was completely blown away by his plans! He must have spent a small fortune on this excursion and everything was perfectly planned. Even down to the strawberries and cream that awaited us.
I must say this, however. Even though I was at a loss for words to adequately express my feelings, I used his own devices. Taking one of the luscious berries in my hand and dipping it in the cream, I proceeded to trace his lips with the food and then took my time in clearing my mess with my own lips. I do believe that by the time that kiss ended, we were both a bit energized and I know for a fact that my heart rate had doubled, along with my breathing! He is such a talented kisser and I could spend hours wrapped in his arms.
But back to the date…as the sun rose just beyond the horizon, I spotted our first whale with her newborn calf. The mother was very careful to keep her massive body between our boat and her baby but after several moments, she realized that we meant no harm at all. It was then that they began to pop their heads' above the waters' edge, spy hopping I believe it's called. The more comfortable they became around us, the more animated their actions. It was an amazing sight to behold. But that is not the best part of this moment. As I snuggled close to Albus and watched the mother and calf in the water, I felt an overwhelming amount of love radiating from the man of my dreams. It was then that he spoke the words I never thought I'd hear in such an intimate way. I love you, he whispered in my ear.
I am not one for emotional displays but it is hard to contain tears of joy and sheer bliss in such a perfect moment. If he had never spoken those words to me, I could have lived a happy life just knowing how he felt based on his actions. But nothing will ever compare to the way he made me feel when he softly spoke those profound words to me. Turning in his arms, I repeated the same words to him as tears streamed down my cheeks. It was such a surreal moment and I never wanted it to end. But unfortunately, it did and we had to return to the school hours later.
He has always been the perfect gentleman where displays of affection are concerned and he is always concerned about my feelings. We arrived back at the school around 11am on Saturday and we were both feelings the effects of the time differences between the two countries. Not to mention the emotional high we had been on all day away from the eyes of others. When we arrived at my chambers, he took my hand and placed a tender kiss upon it. I felt so many wonderful sensations wash over me. At that moment, I did not care where we were or what others might think. All I wanted was for him to Please Stay. Quietly we entered my rooms and sealed the door behind us.
The familiar sofa in my sitting room was not difficult to transfigure into a larger version, with room enough for two to fit comfortably in a reclining position. I also took the liberty of lighting dozens of candles and darkening the windows while he conjured some sandwiches and pumpkin juice for later. After shedding our outer robes, we both settled down on the couch. Albus wrapped me in his arms and held me so close. I could hear his heart beating as I snuggled against him. Light caresses, lingering kisses, and softly spoken words filled the remainder of our afternoon before we both drifted off to sleep.
I have added this entire set of events into my pensieve because I have absolutely no desire to forget a single thought, feeling, smell, touch. I admit that I have already taken advantage of having it preserved, as I have relieved my favorite moments every day since. But nothing will ever compare to the magnitude of love I felt from Albus that day, nor any day since. He fills my days with laughter. He brightens my world with his smile. He chases away my cares with his twinkling eyes. And he makes me feel like the most beautiful woman alive by a simple touch of his hand or a delicate kiss upon my lips.
Yes, for the first time in her life, Minerva McGonagall is head over heels in love and her love is returned by leaps and bounds.