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Chapter 4

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Water dripped and splattered down from the branches above, a particular drop landed on the crooked nose of Albus Dumbledore. Jerked awake by this sudden cold, Albus opened his eyes and stared around blearily. He tried to shift but was restrained by the arms of the witch sprawled over his chest, breathing softly. He considered closing his eyes again to sleep; after all he was extremely comfortable, but decided against it. What would she say when she woke up? He was saved the trouble of answering this himself when her soft, sleepy voice reached his ears.

"Albus?" She sighed and opened her eyes slightly. Taking in their current position her eyes snapped open fully and she scrambled to her feet.

"Albus! I...I..." she began to stutter, a crimson blush tickling her cheeks.

Albus felt a blush creep up HIS neck and decided to quickly change the subject. Holding up his hand to silence her, he said the first thing that came to mind.

"I believe we should look for a river or some source of water, before we try searching any further..." He stated softly, his hand still raised.

Minerva simply nodded.

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Following the sound of running water they walked through the thick forest until they found a clear river. The thick canopy of trees disappeared and they found that they were in a small valley that closed off at either end. Pine trees and other deep forest plants lined the sandy shore of the smooth river, while some rocks created ripples where the water poured in.

Albus walked to the edge of the large pool and leaned down. Scooping some of the crystal water into his hands, drunk it with his dry mouth. Savouring the cold taste in his mouth he turned to Minerva.

"Well it seems safe to drink..." He trailed off as Minerva came and kneeled down beside him. Cupping her hands she tried to scoop water up to her mouth, but only succeeded in drinking a few drops as the water drizzled back into the pool through her slim fingers. Desperately she tried again, but only brought the same amount of water to her dry lips. She was about to attempt for a third time when Albus' large hands appeared in front of her, filled with water. She turned to stare at him and was greeted with an encouraging nod. Blushing a little she quickly turned back to face his hands. She grasped them, brought them to her lips and drank. Albus' nerves were tingling as her lips gently drank the water, and wondered what they would feel like against his.

And what her hands, which were currently holding his, would feel like around his neck. He was brought back to reality when her grasp left his hands and she wiped her mouth. Minerva glanced at him for a moment, then stood quickly to look around.

"Albus..." she questioned softly.

"Yes?"

"Do you mind if I take a swim?" He noticed she had started to blush when she said this.

"Sure, go ahead." He replied. Minerva turned to face him full on with raised eyebrows.

"Alone?" It was Albus' turn to blush as he realised she wanted to take a quick bath.

He nodded and mumbled something about getting firewood and took off into the forest. The last thing he heard was Minerva shouting after him not to come back to soon.

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Albus trekked through the woods searching half-heartedly for wood. His mind was busy thinking about the witch he left behind who by now was probably...naked.

He swallowed at the thought. The last time he had seen a witch naked was...oh, say over 50 years ago. Albus sighed as his thoughts wondered to the actual witch. He would have to say Minerva was one of his closest friends. She was in fact his best friend. But I wish she were more. Albus stopped dead as the thought weaved itself across his mind. Did he really? Did he really think that? Albus sighed again as he realised this was true. He did wish it. And he had been wishing it for the past few decades he had worked with her.

Rubbing his hands against his aged face he looked up towards the sky, and jumped. The sun had moved from its early morning position to a late afternoon one. How long had he been walking? He spun around and rushed back the way he came.

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Minerva ran her hands through her dark wet hair as she submerged again.

Sun glittered under the water and cast golden beams down through the thick mass of hair to the rocky bottom. Minerva surfaced, took a breath and then dived again. Kicking her slender legs she headed through the clear water towards the bank and to where her robes where, hanging on a bush. Digging her feet into the now sandy bottom she walked out of the pool and rubbed her face, clearing her eyes of water.

She had just opened them when she heard a gasp ahead of her. Her head snapped up to see Albus standing and staring at her.

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