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A/N: This was my first fic about a year ago. I re-read it a couple of months ago and it looked awful. So I have put different scenes in, described it betterandI hope the grammer and spelling is much better than last time.If you wish to review again, I would be grateful.

Bex

A Chilly Start

Chapter 1

Minerva McGonagall awoke early one morning in December to discover that Hogwarts had been covered in snow. Sitting up slowly and pushing herself off the bed to place herself onto the windowsill, she yawned and looked out of the glass stained window that looked out onto the frozen lake. Minerva nudged her husband with her foot, using her toes to poke him in the side.

"Darling wake up," she said sleepily as she gave him a final nudge with her foot. Albus opened his eyes bleary and stretched out across the bed where Minerva had slept. He sat up slowly and glanced out of the window where his wife was currently sitting.

"It's snowing," he said bluntly as he recognised the pure white gently falling from the sky. Albus turned around to the bedside table to reach for his glasses to get a better look.

"Yes, isn't it wonderful! Maybe we could go by the old alockment over the field and have a snowball fight!" she replied excitedly, and pressed her nose against the window as the bitter cold rushed through her, making Minerva feel more refreshed. Slowly, Albus stretched again and glanced at the clock on the opposite wall.

"I'd better get changed, lot's of stuff to do today and not enough time to do it in!" and with that he walked off to the bathroom without a word more. Minerva frowned. It was unusual for Albus to ignore her and walk off into the bathroom, especially when it was her birthday! Normally he was all over her and wouldn't stop kissing her every chance he got! Deciding to ignore it, Minerva sighed gently and steamed up the window. She lifted herself down from the windowsill and climbed off the bed. When her husband walked back into the bedroom ten minutes later, she walked straight to the bathroom without a word to him. Albus it seemed, didn't notice this one bit.

Albus sat at his desk opening the many letters from Cornelius Fudge and waited for Minerva to finish getting dressed in their bedroom. Operation A seems to be working well, Albus thought happily to himself until his wife appeared from the bedroom in a gorgeous red velvet dress with silver trimmings. Or maybe not... Today Minerva had decided to leave her silky brown hair down and it made her look much younger than she really was.

"Ready dear?" asked Albus desperately trying to compose himself. If he didn't, his plan for her surprise would be ruined.

"Yes thank you," Minerva replied her smile faltering. Surly he would have noticed I'm trying to make an effort! she thought angrily. Minerva had spent the last half-hour making herself look lovely and he did not even notice? Apparently not… He merle offered her an arm and escorted her down to the great hall telling her of Cornelius' stupid plans for next year and how well the exam pass rate had gone up tremendously since ten years ago.

As soon as they reached the hall, Albus complimented Poppy Pomfrey, her best friend on how well she looked today. Poppy blushed and shyly muttered a 'Thank you'. Minerva was just about to engage Albus in conversation when Rolanda Hooch bounced through the door with a big smile on her face. As she unceremoniously plonked herself into the nearest seat on the table, Severus scowled at her.

"No one should be this happy at eight in the morning," he sneered at her in his customed fashioned way.

"Ah, getting ready to see the Falcons play the Cannons?" asked Albus as he saw the happy flight instructor pile a stack of toast onto her breakfast plate.

"Yes, and the Falcons will win!" she grinned happily and bounced in her chair.

"Obviously, because the Cannons are absolute rubbish!" Severus put in moodily as he poured pumpkin juice into his goblet.

"I didn't think they were a total waste of time," piped up Felix Flitwick as he balanced himself on a stack of cushions.

"No, I think the worst has to be the Rockets. Bottom of the division again!" said Albus as he tucked into his eggs and bacon, oblivious to Minerva, who tried numerous attempts at trying to engage him in conversation. Her anger was fuelled even more when he continued to engage in the Quidditch banter that was going back and forth across the table. In the end, Minerva sighed and just decided to go to the kitchens for breakfast if everyone was going to ignore her.

"I don't feel as hungry as I thought I did. I think I will go and mark a few pieces of homework I didn't mark last night." she interrupted sternly and pushed herself out of the chair.

"Ok, my dear." Albus dismissed absentmindedly.

As soon as Minerva got out the door, she stormed straight to her office. She was furious! No one it seemed had remembered her birthday! And worst of all, Albus did not seem to pay attention to her, he just ignored her! Minerva was so furious that when she caught Harry and Ginny kissing together in a secluded part of the corridor, she took twenty points each from Gryffindor. They both stood there with faces as red as Ginny's flaming hair as they watched her retreating back. Back in the great hall, Albus filled the staff in on the plan of action for the day.

"Well done, if this whole surprise works, you shall all get a Christmas pay rise. Oh, and if she asks you out for lunch or afternoon tea break, then politely decline and make up an excuse." he said with a small smile.

"You will have a very irritable tabby on your hands," warned Poppy, shaking her finger at him.

"She will forgive us if all goes according to plan, I hope" Albus said hopefully, taking a sip of his pumpkin juice.

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