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Chapter 5: Dumbledore's Past

Once Preul left his office that one Tuesday morning, Dumbledore had an idea to see if he could ever manage love again. He would go back to his past and see what he did wrong in his first love life, and so far his only. So, Dumbledore went over to his life pensive where he kept all his memories and sunk his head into it. Before he could blink, silver mist was swirling all about him but then he landed in a classroom, it amazingly looked like Professor McGonagalls room too.

The only different thing was that there was no Professor McGonagall and the room was not green but yellow. Dumbledore looked about him and noticed that he was in a room full of first year students, obviously to the school "Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry". But then why was he brought here? He never remembered falling in love in his first year. But then he heard it, that sweet laugh and giggle that he still remembered. Minerva McGonagall. His first real crush and his first real heartbreak.

"Albus! I didn't see you in the Great Hall this morning, where have you been?" Professor Dumbledore watched Minerva run up to his old self.

"Oh, I had to finish some homework. But I'm here now."

"Oh, sounds just like you. Come on, I want us to be partners for today's experiment! We get to try to turn each other into frogs!" Minerva said pulling Albus by his sleeves.

After countless attempts to try and turn Minerva into a frog, Albus had still not succeeded, but he knew not why.

"Good job Minerva, would you mind turning Albus back to himself for me?" Asked Professor Lesky Lipol, the Defense Against Dark Arts teacher.

"Of course Professor. Frigomera Albus!" Albus had returned to his original state as himself.

"Albus, would you please turn Minerva into a frog for me."

"I- I'll try. Frigomera frog!" Albus waited but Minerva was still Minerva, not a frog.

"Mr. Dumbledore, I suggest that you try harder and practice for your homework."

Then Professor Dumbledore felt himself spinning but he did not see silver light but red. Of course, he still had more memories to see so the pensive just put him into the next one.

It was the next morning in the great hall, and Albus was sitting next to Minerva, just chatting. You could tell that something big was about to happen because Dumbledore wasn't his usual self, he was talking quite more.

"Oh Albus, what is the matter? You seem, preoccupied." Minerva said placing her hand on Albus' back. This made Albus tense up a little.

"Oh, erm- Minerva, there is something I've been meaning to ask you."

"Yes, go on."

"Well, you see, I've- erm- liked you for a while now, and I er- was wondering if you um, would care to be my, well my-."

"Yes! Oh my, Albus! I was wondering when you were going to ask! I've liked you too, but you could probably tell." Exclaimed Minerva smiling widely.

"Oh, good." Albus replied slumping a little in his seat.

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Knock knock. Dumbledore's head lifted out of the pensive and he quickly placed it back onto its shelf. Knock knock.

"Come in." Minerva McGonagall walked in and headed for Dumbledore.

"Albus, there is something you must see. It is nothing bad, just extraordinary." McGonagall said while waiting for Albus to follow her out the door.

The two went down the spiral staircase and past the Hospital Wing. They passed the Great Hall, and turned right down toward the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. And stopped right in front of it. McGonagall moved aside so she could let Dumbledore see what she was talking about. And there in plain sight was indeed something extraordinary. It seemed that almost every person in the room had managed to receive an A on their first quiz and had managed to stun all the dummies, which was something that wasn't expected in the 5th year. Dumbledore strode into the classroom and walked up to Professor Plum's desk where she was sitting.

"Hello Professor. This is amazing! Never have I seen these students behave so well or learn spell's this quick. You must be a very good teacher." Dumbledore would've kept raving on but Professor Plum stopped him.

"Why thank you very much Dumbledore. I must say that I didn't expect this either but I'm very impressed with all the students progress. Especially well, I don't really remember his name, but none the less he is doing well." Plum answered slightly blushing.

"After dinner tonight Professor, I was wondering if you could meet me in my office for a bit. There are some thing's that I need to talk to you about. Is that okay" Dumbledore asked.

"Oh, of course. Oh, I must get back to teaching but I will see you after dinner then. Good bye." Plum walked off toward one student who seemed to be stuck on something and Dumbledore headed toward the doorway.

"Thank you very much Minerva for showing this to me." And the two walked back toward the headmaster's office. "It is kind of weird right now, because I was, erm- just in the pensive and I happened to pass through a memory of you and I as students and the day I had asked you out. It just brought back some, um, interesting memories. And I just wanted to say that if I ever did anything to hurt you, I am so very sorry."

"Oh Albus. You are still the same as you were then, only now a bit older. And you are forgiven but I must get back to class because Sir Nicholas can't hold them forever if you know what I mean. Good bye."

Dumbledore headed up the spiral staircase and back toward the pensive. He had to figure out what he did wrong before dinner. So he would be ready.

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He stuck his head back into the swirling silver and once again landed on the Hogwarts grounds, this time outside near the lake. And who was right beside him with her head in his lap, none other then Minerva McGonagall. Who would have guessed? But that is not what caught Dumbledore's eye, for Albus wasn't staring out at the lake or at Minerva, but at another young lady, who Dumbeldore did not recognize.

Albus got up, careful not to disturb Minerva who was sleeping, and walked toward the young lady.

"Hello Lucial. How are you today?" Albus asked Lucial.

"Oh, I'm fine Alby. (her nickname for him) I heard that you and a certain young lady have a little something going on, am I right?" Lucial questioned while gently punching Albus in the shoulder.

"Yes, you are right. Minerva McGonagall. Since just this morning." Albus replied, gently punching Lucial back.

"Oh," Lucial looked down at her feet and then toward the lake and said, "So I guess no more late night, um walks and hanging around then?"

"No, that doesn't mean that we can't hang around. Just not around Minerva. She knows we're friends and hopefully she'll respect that. But, how about we get together tonight, meet me at the Room of Requirement around 10." With that Albus headed back to Minerva and Lucial went back to her book.

10 o'clock that night

Albus had managed to sneak out of the common room and headed in the direction of the Room of Requirement, as quietly as he could. He only waited for about 5 minutes until Lucial got there and then the two stepped into the room. Inside was a fireplace, cozy love seat, and a few other homey touches including a drink bar. Right away, Lucial headed to the love seat so Albus sat down too. The two talked for a while and then Lucial fell asleep in Albus' lap. He went to move but Lucial woke up.

"Albus, don't leave, I need you. I want you. Please don't leave."

And without a second thought, he sat down again only this time, he was immediately pulled back up, coming face to face with Lucial. He took her hands and they just looked at each other for a while and said nothing, but then she leaned in and he leaned in, and they kissed. A great long romantic kiss which eventually ended up with the two of them on the love seat asleep in each other's arms."

Dumbledore did not need to go any further into his memories for he knew why Minerva had been mad at him and dumped him, he had cheated on her and she had found out. He replaced the pensive back onto its shelf and sat down at a big cozy green arm chair and rubbed his temple.

'How could I have done that? Why did I do that? Well, I most certainly won't let that happen again.' Dumbledore got up and walked toward the library but instead walked toward his bedroom for a little nap before dinner.

So what do you think? Sorry this chapter took me a long time to right but school is gonna start in two days so I'm getting ready. Please review! I would like some reviews per chapter! 5 pages! xxxxx