Journal of Minerva McGonagall

Week # 9

Hello again dear journal! I do believe that you have taken on the role of matchmaker between Albus and myself. Though do not misunderstand me, I am not complaining. On the contrary, I am sincerely grateful that through these writings, we have come to realize and admit our deepest feelings. And once again, the wonderful man that he is has swept me off my feet. Although, I must admit that I did a bit of sweeping myself.

After Albus' magnificent idea for our first date, I felt an overwhelming desire to plan a surprise for him to enjoy. But never did I anticipate what the future had in store for us. Well, maybe in some small way I did, but I did not wish to assume too much as our relationship is still somewhat new. That sounds odd for I have known him for decades but these feelings are still fresh and budding for both of us.

I asked Albus to join me in a quiet dinner for two in my chambers where I had everything planned down to the last detail. I had asked the house elves to assist me with the meal, requesting all of his favorite dishes. Once that had been settled, I set about my task of creating the perfect atmosphere. In hindsight, I suppose my subconscious knew all along what I wanted and it flowed through in my preparations for our date.

I placed a special charm on the fire to ensure that it burned steadily without any assistance from us. Then I lit dozens of tiny, white candles and charmed them to float effortlessly about the room, creating a romantic glow that showered down upon the setting. Albus' favorite chamber music could be heard faintly, as if from a far away place and the scent of honeysuckle and roses filled the air.

Instead of a table for dining, I spread a blanket before the fire and tossed several brightly colored pillows about then sprinkled rose petals all over the room. As I surveyed my creation, I knew in my heart that this was the night for all of our dreams to come true. I hurriedly changed my attire to a less formal set of robes of midnight blue and on an impulse, I allowed my hair to flow freely from its' usual confines. I hoped Albus would be pleased with everything, but most importantly…me.

When he arrived, I quickly transfigured his robes into something less formal. I wanted him to feel comfortable and welcomed. As he entered my sitting room, I saw the twinkle in his eyes magnify, which I had never dreamed possible. Without ever speaking a word, he pulled me into his arms and adoringly kissed my lips. The warm sensations that are created whenever he does that cannot be described. It's as if I'm bathed in a fire that will not be contained or diminished. Yet at the same time, it's a relaxing feeling that grips my very heart and soul. But on to the rest of our evening.

We sat quietly and ate the meal that the house elves had sent up. They really did an outstanding job with the food. Albus was surprised to find all of his favorites, even down to the lemon tart pie that was a specialty of the Hogwarts kitchen created especially for him. We spoke softly to one another, reminiscing on our first date and the ultimate outcome of our journal entries. Once dinner was over, I invited Albus to join me in a dance.

At first we concentrated on moving to the beat of the music as he softly hummed the melodious tune in my ear. As I rested my head on his chest, I could feel every vibrating note as it left his body and filtered to my own. Before long, we were no longer interested in the dance, merely the closeness of the other. As we slowly came to a standstill, I raised my head to look into his wonderful face. What I saw was a powerful emotion. One that I too shared within my own heart.

Taking him by the hand, I led him back to our indoor picnic area near the fire and we both dropped to our knees and I whispered to him. Albus, I love you so much. Let me show you the depths of my soul. Without another word being spoken, he cradled my body to his own and I was no longer in control of my actions. I have never experienced sheer abandonment but I must say that it was the most remarkable feeling I have ever had the pleasure of experiencing with another person. He was so attentive to my needs and desires and I felt like a treasure to him.

As the night wore on, we danced to a different tune entirely. No longer fearful of losing his friendship, I allowed my deepest desires and wishes to surface and he willingly met them all. Then shared his needs with me and I, in turn, took my time in answering his needs.

Shortly before the clock chimed two, we drifted off to sleep before the fire. He held me tightly as I snuggled into his loving arms. I do believe that that was the best night's sleep I have ever had and it was because I was loved and happy beyond my wildest comprehension. As the Saturday sun rose above the nearby mountains I began to stir from sleep. Placing several light caresses about his neck and jaw, I soon found myself pinned to the floor and being carried away with a resurgence of emotions and feelings.

The rest of the day was as wonderful as the preceding night. I have already shared more of the intimate details than I had intended and I have also added these memories to my pensieve. Albus mentioned doing the same once he returned to his own rooms.

I need to end this particular entry so I can get ready for my outing with Albus. He has invited me to spend an evening at his family estate. When he first mentioned the idea, he had an odd but dreamy look in his eyes. I am wondering if he is planning another special evening for us. But any time with him is marvelous and I am finding that I am falling in love with him more and more with every touch, glance, hug, kiss. Who would have ever thought that the stern transfiguration professor would turn into such a starry-eyed dreamer completely captivated by one man? But I will say this…I have found my other half in him and now I am complete.