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A/N: Here we are my fellow ship members. It's not as good as the last two but i still hope you enjoy it. Thank you all very much for reviewing, you guys make my day!

And thank you so much to my fantastic beta-reader bigkihap!

Chapter 3

Touring the Village

After last night's episode of banging against the wall, both Minerva and Albus were worn out. Eventually the couple next door stopped 'banging' and they both managed to get enough sleep. Though not before arguing with each other to use the bathroom. Minerva had grabbed her bag of essential stuff from her suitcase and ran into the bathroom before Albus had even undone his suitcase. Albus spent the next half an hour playing verbal tennis with her outside the bathroom door when she refused to get out. To take revenge out on him for badgering her while in the bathroom, Minerva decided to take a shower and sing loudly. In the end, Albus gave up and she strutted out of the bathroom in a red dressing gown. The next morning Albus was awoken by the sound of a noisy blackbird outside in the pear tree and decided to lounge in bed. He looked over his shoulder to see if Minerva had been awoken by the blackbird and saw the raven-haired beauty spread all over bed covers. Her dressing gown had come loose during the night and revealed a red chemise underneath.

'Oh my lord…' thought Albus. She was beautiful when she was asleep. Albus bit his lip, trying with all his might not to react to the vision that had just unfolded in front of his eyes. 'Don't even think about it you dirty old man, she doesn't like you in that way!' The noisy blackbird started to sing again and this time Minerva stirred and stretched.

'I think I'll get in the bathroom before she does just in case a repeat of last night happens…' Albus decided and slowly crept out of bed. He grabbed his stuff from the side and tiptoed into the bathroom.

"Albus Dumbledore, don't even think about it!" Minerva shouted and threw a pillow at him. Albus ran in to the bathroom and shut the door while shouting on the way in "Revenge is sweet, my dear!"

After breakfast, they both decided to do a bit of shopping to see what the village was like. Albus had dressed in tracksuit bottoms and a polo shirt and Minerva transfigured a dress robe in to a t-shirt and skirt. They both set out arm in arm and made their way around the bend to the gift shop they saw on their way to the bed and breakfast the previous day. Minerva stopped to look at the postcards and thought of the people who she could send them to. It then occurred to her that she could not send any because it would give away their location and anything could happen.

"Minerva look, it's a rock shop! I have you ever tried Rock? It's that long strip of candy that tastes like peppermint!" said Albus delightedly. Minerva rolled her eyes.

"I might have known, you just can't keep you're eyes off the sweets for ten minutes! If there's a sweet shop in a busy city you're bound to sniff it out somehow!" Minerva replied exasperatedly.

"Come on Min! I can't help it if I have a sweet tooth!" Albus grinned at her madly.

"Just wait a minute! I'm looking at the postcards!"

"But Minnniee!" Albus pretended to whine and earned himself a disapproving look from Minerva.

"Honesty Albus, when will you grow up? And don't call me Minnie or Min for that matter!"

Ten minutes later, Albus walked out of the rock shop with several big sticks of rock and a very happy grin on his face.

"Cheer up Tabby, there's a book shop over there!"

"Ooh come on, I wonder if they have that Jane Austin novel Sense and Sensibility?" Minerva smiled and wandered into the shop leaving Albus outside sucking his stick of rock. Albus took the chance to glance around the village. A few people said their hellos and went back to their daily business. He saw an old bakery, a butcher's and a small café a little further down the road. Albus made a mental note to tell Minerva when she had finished looking for her romance novel. Five minutes later Minerva walked out the shop with a small smile on her face.

"Did they have the book you wanted?" Albus inquired as she put a blue pack in to her rucksack.

"Yes, and two others I have been looking for that I haven't been able to get! Apparently the folk around here are very much in to romance, especially books and the like," she replied happily.

"I was just looking around to see what the village had. It's nearly lunchtime and I thought we could try out that little café down the hill. What do you think?" Albus suggested.

"Yes, why not."

Albus and Minerva walked slowly down the hill to the little café and entered. Upon walking in they saw several of the locals raise their eyebrows and Minerva glanced back at Albus to see if he noticed. But Albus was too busy looking at the menu to pay attention to her or the village folk.

"Looks like they bake their own bread and cook their own pastries," said Albus to Minerva as they picked a table for four and sat down. "And homemade lemonade!"

"I think I shall have to try that," replied Minerva as she scanned the menu.

A friendly waitress walked over to them and politely inquired what they would like to eat.

"You go first, my dear," Albus gestured to Minerva.

"Thank you, I would like a normal Cornish pastry and a small glass of homemade lemonade please," said Minerva.

"And I'll have the same please."

The waitress thanked them and walked away into the kitchen.

"So what shall we do for the rest of the weekend?" asked Albus

"I don't really know, I thought about looking at some leaflets and that would give me an idea," replied Minerva "Thank you," She added when the waitress bought their food over to the table. Albus nodded to her and sampled the lemonade.

"Mmm, it's lovely!" he said approvingly.

"Here, have a look at these. Something might take you're fancy." Said Minerva as she pulled a few leaflets out of a little pocket on the wall next to her.

"Thank you, oh a countryside hike, I think I'm too old for that. A trip to the woods, that's not to be missed," Albus joked and Minerva giggled. "A look at Britain's oldest fountain, I can hardly contain my excitement and a Budgie show."

"A budgie Show?" said Minerva sounding amused.

"Yes, I quote, Come and watch the budgies do circus tricks! It will amaze you to see what they can do!"

"It's out of date, look." Minerva pointed to the back of the leaflet. "It went out of date three years ago."

"Oh what a shame, I though that might be quite amusing!" chuckled Albus. "Shall we try this hike then? I don't see much else we can do, do you?" suggested Albus as he polished off the rest of his pastry.

"Why not, who knows, we might even wander in the direction of 'Britain's oldest fountain,'" said Minerva dryly and Albus chuckled.

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