Chapter 6
Albus sat quietly on the sofa in his living quarters, he had brought Minerva back to the castle and instantly he had noticed a sudden change in her. She was much more relaxed as if she had just returned home after a long journey. They had shared a beautiful dinner that the house elves had happily made for them.
The conversation had been easy and relaxed but Albus had definitely noticed that if the conversation swerved around to something where Minerva would have to talk about her past she would quickly change the topic.
After dinner and a full fifteen minutes of arguing Albus had managed to convince Minerva to sleep in his bed, while he slept on the sofa.
The thought of Minerva in her nightwear and his bed were amazing, he hoped that when he came back from his hearing tomorrow he might still be able to smell her on his sheets.
He was snapped from his fantasies when the door to his bedroom clicked open. She stood there seemingly framed in a glow of beauty. She had transfigured her robes into a modest nightgown luckily Albus' eyesight wasn't as bad as most people thought it was.
Her shoulders were pale and nicely rounded; her bare arms were slim and crossed across her trim waist easily. The curve of her breast was much more visible and just the thought of what he would see if she was wearing less made his mouth dry. Her calves were visible and Albus felt the sudden urge to run his hands up them just to see if they were as smooth as they looked. She had very long legs. He wanted to say something to ask if she was alright but nothing came out of his mouth but a simple gasp for air.
"Albus…" She whispered as she crossed the room and sat down next to him, the hairs on Albus' arms stood up on when her hand brushed against them.
"You've been so good to me, I don't know many people who would take me in like this and not ask for anything in return." Albus felt his breath stick in his throat as Minerva's hand slid down his arm and came to rest on his hand.
"Thank you." She whispered before leaning into him and placing a small kiss on his lips. The moment Minerva's lips touched his, Albus felt something strange stir in him.
He didn't want her lips to leave his he thought as Minerva pulled back slowly, he wanted to keep that sensation forever. As fast as lightening and before Albus could even comprehend what he was doing his hands were on her face and his lips slammed against hers. Her lips were so soft Albus thought as he poured his soul into that simple kiss. He watched as Minerva stumbled away from him when the kiss was broke, she looked at him her eyes filled with an emotion he didn't understand.
"I thought… I thought you were different! I thought you cared." She sobbed before quickly turning her back to him and dashing towards the fire, before he could say anything she was gone.
"So she does have that scar on her back." Albus whispered to himself before burying his head in his hands.
