HI! Ok, I know that you guys have been waiting for an update, so I decided to give ya one and here it is...
Summary: Albus tries to comfort an upset Minerva.
Rated: Still PG-13, as I don't feel like writing total smut yet lol
Disclaimer: It's not mine. If it was, would I be writing this?
Dedications: To all my faithful reviewers, who encourage me to keep writing. Keep those reviews coming, please! See bottom for comments and A/N!!!
LAST TIME:"I-I felt as if I wasn't g-good enough to h-help you, Albus!" With that, Minerva began sobbing into her husband's bare chest.
As Minerva's slim body shook with the force of her sobs, Albus quickly recovered from his initial shock of seeing her crying. He began to stroke her hair, murmuring sweet nothings, warm reassurances, trying to ease her suffering, even if it was just a tad.
After a few moments, Minerva's tears subsided and she slowly raised her head to look at her husband. His eyes, usually so lively and sparkling, were now empty, and were filled with guilt that Minerva could not understand. Puzzled and a bit embarrassed at her drama, she let her green orbs show her confusion, her indecision, and let her husband take from that look what he wanted.
Smiling a soft, if sad smile, Albus again ran his fingers through her long, silky hair as he began to explain his look. "Minerva, my intentions when I said that were not to hurt, but to keep you safe. I did not want you hurt in any way, and I did not want Fudge coming after you when I was gone. I was afraid for you, my dear, and your safety." Seeing the look on her face, he raised his free hand, holding it up to stop her words. "Yes, love, I know quite well that you can take care of yourself, but you, of all people, should know how protective I can be at times, and I certainly wasn't going to leave room for them to make surprise attacks on you!" (A/N: How wrong he is, no?)
Blushing slightly and lowering her green gaze, Minerva tried to take in all that he had said, but it was late, and things didn't stick so well at eleven p.m. So, instead of trying to soak it up, Minerva simply nodded her head and lay back down, once again snuggling to his warmth. Closing her eyes, Minerva drifted to sleep...
Albus was sitting on the couch, Minerva on his lap. Their arms were wrapped around one another, their lips and tongues engaged in a fierce battle of love. They had been apart for so long....Minerva could hardly contain herself, and Albus along with her. As they continued this pleasurable fight, she tried to remember why they had been forced to keep away from the other...
Suddenly, as if on cue, the large oak doors slammed forward, letting past an enraged "Professor" Dolores Umbridge. The Deputy and the true Headmaster were, however, too wrapped up in each other to notice this much, until Umbridge pulled out her wand, aiming right for Albus' exposed chest.
She was aiming for his heart. "Avada-" Minerva screamed as the long, powerful form of her husband, her love, became limp in her arms. Bending down, murmuring to herself, "No, no! It can't be...", she pressed kisses over his aged face which was rapidly growing cold. His eyes, wide and staring, were empty. No twinkle, no laughter...
Minerva lay his cold body on the couch, praying that he still lived, her mind not quite excepting the spell that had hit him. What hit, however, was his limp hand, which fell off the edge of the couch and seemed to crash to the floor. Minerva, tears flowing freely now down her face, pulled out her wand and screamed as the toad was faster than her, as the spell hit her....
Minerva Dumbledore sat bolt upright on her husband's chest-warm, moving chest, in fact.
With a relieved yet frightened cry, Minerva fell into his arms again, and even in his sleep, Albus sensed her discomfort and awoke, only to be greeted by a terrifying dream....
Hope ya liked, and that you didn't freak out too much with the dream. Yes, even Minerva "Ice Queen" McGonagall can have nightmares. Next chapter? How Albus comforts her yet again and they talk-about Umbridge, duh-and Minerva's plans for the Toad.
Reviewers:
Romancer 4-ever: Thanx ever so much for reading them both! I hope you like this update!
HogwartsDuo: Of course Alby will make it all better! And AD/MM kisses are good...Thanks!
Emeutet: Thanks for reviewing both, and I'm glad you like!
Morgana-Alex: Thanks! I've got a few more ideas in my little head. Glad you like!
Producerelf: Thanks for checking it out! EMAIL ME OR I SHALL BEGIN TO BELIEVE IN MY "SHE'S DROPPED OFF THE EDGE OF WORLD" THEORY!
Emeutet and Hogwarts Duo: Thanks for reviewing twice! You guys definitely get a good-reviewer award!
Angeldust-aka-Evilwoman: I hope that it stays good! Thanks!
Ok, that was all of my reviewers, and I wanna thank you guys sooo much-you made me wanna keep writing! (yea, I know that sounds cheesy...) I can't promise a lot of or really good chapters in this coming week because I am going to be under a bit of stress, but, who knows? I may write the best things then! Toodlez, Kate
Summary: Albus tries to comfort an upset Minerva.
Rated: Still PG-13, as I don't feel like writing total smut yet lol
Disclaimer: It's not mine. If it was, would I be writing this?
Dedications: To all my faithful reviewers, who encourage me to keep writing. Keep those reviews coming, please! See bottom for comments and A/N!!!
LAST TIME:"I-I felt as if I wasn't g-good enough to h-help you, Albus!" With that, Minerva began sobbing into her husband's bare chest.
As Minerva's slim body shook with the force of her sobs, Albus quickly recovered from his initial shock of seeing her crying. He began to stroke her hair, murmuring sweet nothings, warm reassurances, trying to ease her suffering, even if it was just a tad.
After a few moments, Minerva's tears subsided and she slowly raised her head to look at her husband. His eyes, usually so lively and sparkling, were now empty, and were filled with guilt that Minerva could not understand. Puzzled and a bit embarrassed at her drama, she let her green orbs show her confusion, her indecision, and let her husband take from that look what he wanted.
Smiling a soft, if sad smile, Albus again ran his fingers through her long, silky hair as he began to explain his look. "Minerva, my intentions when I said that were not to hurt, but to keep you safe. I did not want you hurt in any way, and I did not want Fudge coming after you when I was gone. I was afraid for you, my dear, and your safety." Seeing the look on her face, he raised his free hand, holding it up to stop her words. "Yes, love, I know quite well that you can take care of yourself, but you, of all people, should know how protective I can be at times, and I certainly wasn't going to leave room for them to make surprise attacks on you!" (A/N: How wrong he is, no?)
Blushing slightly and lowering her green gaze, Minerva tried to take in all that he had said, but it was late, and things didn't stick so well at eleven p.m. So, instead of trying to soak it up, Minerva simply nodded her head and lay back down, once again snuggling to his warmth. Closing her eyes, Minerva drifted to sleep...
Albus was sitting on the couch, Minerva on his lap. Their arms were wrapped around one another, their lips and tongues engaged in a fierce battle of love. They had been apart for so long....Minerva could hardly contain herself, and Albus along with her. As they continued this pleasurable fight, she tried to remember why they had been forced to keep away from the other...
Suddenly, as if on cue, the large oak doors slammed forward, letting past an enraged "Professor" Dolores Umbridge. The Deputy and the true Headmaster were, however, too wrapped up in each other to notice this much, until Umbridge pulled out her wand, aiming right for Albus' exposed chest.
She was aiming for his heart. "Avada-" Minerva screamed as the long, powerful form of her husband, her love, became limp in her arms. Bending down, murmuring to herself, "No, no! It can't be...", she pressed kisses over his aged face which was rapidly growing cold. His eyes, wide and staring, were empty. No twinkle, no laughter...
Minerva lay his cold body on the couch, praying that he still lived, her mind not quite excepting the spell that had hit him. What hit, however, was his limp hand, which fell off the edge of the couch and seemed to crash to the floor. Minerva, tears flowing freely now down her face, pulled out her wand and screamed as the toad was faster than her, as the spell hit her....
Minerva Dumbledore sat bolt upright on her husband's chest-warm, moving chest, in fact.
With a relieved yet frightened cry, Minerva fell into his arms again, and even in his sleep, Albus sensed her discomfort and awoke, only to be greeted by a terrifying dream....
Hope ya liked, and that you didn't freak out too much with the dream. Yes, even Minerva "Ice Queen" McGonagall can have nightmares. Next chapter? How Albus comforts her yet again and they talk-about Umbridge, duh-and Minerva's plans for the Toad.
Reviewers:
Romancer 4-ever: Thanx ever so much for reading them both! I hope you like this update!
HogwartsDuo: Of course Alby will make it all better! And AD/MM kisses are good...Thanks!
Emeutet: Thanks for reviewing both, and I'm glad you like!
Morgana-Alex: Thanks! I've got a few more ideas in my little head. Glad you like!
Producerelf: Thanks for checking it out! EMAIL ME OR I SHALL BEGIN TO BELIEVE IN MY "SHE'S DROPPED OFF THE EDGE OF WORLD" THEORY!
Emeutet and Hogwarts Duo: Thanks for reviewing twice! You guys definitely get a good-reviewer award!
Angeldust-aka-Evilwoman: I hope that it stays good! Thanks!
Ok, that was all of my reviewers, and I wanna thank you guys sooo much-you made me wanna keep writing! (yea, I know that sounds cheesy...) I can't promise a lot of or really good chapters in this coming week because I am going to be under a bit of stress, but, who knows? I may write the best things then! Toodlez, Kate