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A/N: It wasn't as long as i expected to be away, but it's still good to be back! Anyway, Thank you to all those who reviewed! I hope you review again!

Thanks to my wonderful beta-reader Bigkihap!

In the Middle of Nowhere

Over many mountains and valleys they travelled sweeping along gently. The view was astounding from hundreds of feet in the air. Minerva felt a princess being swept off to a mysterious house where nobody could get she or Albus. Albus smiled as he saw her lean out of the carriage and stretch both arms out as if she was flying. He remembered her as a quidditch captain in her youth, one of the best Gryffindor ever had. She could have played professionally by fifth year as Sir Sydney Woodman, the flight instructor at the time, had declared over a heated argument in the staff room years ago.

"Albus, look!" said Minerva delightfully as she pointed to a flock of geese flying over level with them.

Albus leaned over to the window and glanced at them.

"Give us a pose old chap," he joked and took a picture of the geese with his camera. Minerva laughed.

"Oooh look at the valley! Isn't it beautiful?" Minerva sighed and rested her chin on the side of the window.

"I say, if I'm not mistaken, that little village up ahead appears to be our destination," Said Albus as he pointed to a small group of houses in a gap between the valleys. The small houses appeared to be a few centuries old as the carriage flew down lower to a small field near a farm. Only one road winded throughout the whole village and around the mountain. Little bridges had been created out of stone to pass over the small river that flowed passed the old houses.

"Here we are, Upper Christie and Lower Christie. I think on this occasion, Aberforth was correct, it's beautiful!" announced Albus as they landed.

"Albus, wouldn't the people notice if they saw a flying carriage with no horse, land down into the middle of a field?" asked Minerva, slightly worried that they would be fined by the ministry for not discussing the carriage.

"It's ok, my dear. The carriage is charmed to be invisible to the muggle eye," replied Albus as he stepped outside and started to unload the luggage.

"Oh, well in that case, let me give you a hand."

They both had a big suitcase each, not knowing where they were really going; whether it would be sunny and hot, or windy and cold. So each packed what they thought was suitable. Albus opened his knapsack and unfolded a map of Upper and Lower Christie.

"Right, over the river is Upper Christie and that's where we need to head." Albus observed the map and pointed to a little mud track, which he hoped would lead to the village. They both charmed their suitcases to make them lighter before setting off to find the bed and breakfast. They passed a small café and a post office before coming to a sharp bend. There they saw a small gift shop and right next to it, was the bed and breakfast. The garden was small and full of weeds, but Minerva was not bothered about it because the best bit about the whole day was that the only room available was with a double bed and a view that was too beautiful for words.

"What number it is again?" asked Albus as they climbed up the narrow stairs.

"Number seven, ahh it's straight ahead," she replied.

The room itself was small and there was barely enough room to walk about in it. It looked as if it had not been decorated since the seventies judging by the colours of the wall and bed sheets.

"Well, at least we get our own bathroom," said Albus, his eyes twinkling.

"And a fantastic view. Oh I'm wiped out. I could just fall asleep," sighed Minerva as she jumped onto the bed and closed her eyes.

"Hey who said you get the left side of the bed? Ah well, at least it will be a peaceful week end," smiled Albus as he sat down beside her and stroked her loose hair by the side of her face.

Thump.

"Shush, Albus, I'm trying to relax," said Minerva.

"It wasn't me," he argued back.

Thump. Thump.

"Albus, please unpack the luggage later," said Minerva with a hint of annoyance in her voice.

"I told you, it wasn't me. I'm sitting next to you…"

"Oh."

THUMP, THUMP, THUMP "OHHHH…"

Minerva sat right up.

"What on earth are they doing?"

Albus looked at the wall and sighed.

"I haven't a clue…"

THUMP, THUMP, THUMP, THUMP "OOOOHH YESSS!"

"Do you think they're trying to pack their luggage in?" suggested Minerva.

"OOOOO"

"OOHH YYEESSS!"

Albus laughed.

"Well he certainly is!"

Minerva couldn't decide to laugh or to swat him one.

"Oh no do you think they'll be at it all weekend?" groaned Minerva as she put her face in her hands.

"AAHHH…"

"I should hope not! Oh wait! I think he's found the complimentary shower cap!" Albus laughed and started to roll around on the bed.

"Oh dear Merlin, why did I agree to come away with you?"

Albus wiped the tear from his eye and sat up next to her.

"I was just fooling around, love. Cheer up, it will be better by morning," said Albus, his eye twinkling away like mad. "Should we bang back?"

Minerva's eyes grew wide.

"W-what do y-you mean?" she stuttered.

"I mean, make weird noises and bang back on the wall. What did you think I meant?" chuckled Albus shifting into place against the wall.

"Oh, nothing…" Minerva replied dismissively.

"Ready?"

Minerva smiled and nodded.

BANG! BANG!

"OOOH OOH…"

"OOH YESSSS!"

BANG!

"OH MY GOD!" shouted Minerva.

"What?" asked Albus.

"I broke my nail, carry on!"

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