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Chapter 6: The Blue Letter
When you love someone and they loved you, and then you cheat on her, nothing good can come from it. You feel sad about losing her, and mad about cheating, but yet you didn't think about the consequences when you cheated. So why, over 50 years from then, did it finally click? Why did everything come together?
Was it because someone new and interesting came into your life? Was it because you loved that person, but you don't want any feelings hurt again? Including your own…
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After Dumbledore woke up from his nap, he went to take a shower but something stopped him. Sitting neatly folded on his desk, was a blue piece of parchment, unlike anything he had seen before. A little lenient to open it because there was no name, he peeled back the Hogwarts stamp and pulled the parchment out of the envelope. It read:
Albus,
I still don't think that what you did when we were students was right, but I can't help what has already happened. I just hope you know what you are doing right now. I don't want to see another young lady get hurt. What you and I had then and what we have now is completely, teacher to teacher, with a hint of friend. I never intended it to be more when I got this job. And I don't think she intended anything more either. Just make sure that nothing happens, she is a great teacher and I know you and I both would hate to loose such a fine professor.
Your long lost soul, Mini
Professor Minerva McGonagall
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Dumbledore read and re-read the letter almost five times before it kicked in. If he intended to continue what he was going to do, it must never get out. But in this school that is virtually impossible. Rumors and gossip spread like a freshly flowing river. But he must try.
So Dumbledore folded up the parchment and placed it in his desk drawer and headed toward the restroom for his shower before dinner.
As usual, Dumbledore got to dinner about 5 minutes early and took his seat at the head table, right in the Headmasters chair. Minerva would be sitting next to him and usually the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher sat on the other side of him, but lately she was sitting on the opposite side of the table, which right now was just fine with him.
Students starting filling into the Great Hall and the noise level rose. All of a sudden, Dumbledore stood up and you could hear a pin drop in the silence.
"Let's eat." That's all Dumbledore had to say and plates and platters filled with food appeared onto the tables. Thirty or so minutes into dinner, students and teachers started to leave, so Dumbledore made his way out of the Great Hall too. He started for the great doors but remembered his meeting with Professor Plum and headed in the opposite direction for his office. Only minutes after he arrived, Plum knocked ever so gently on the door.
"Come in." When Professor Plum walked in, Dumbledore stood up and walked out to greet her.
"Hello Albus. How are you?" Preul asked, looking not at Albus but at a slightly open desk drawer.
"I'm fine Preul, and your self?" He asked not noticing what she was staring at.
"No complaints. So, may I ask as to why I was summoned here?"
"Of course, I wanted to discuss some –er- teaching methods with you. But if you'll excuse me for a moment, I need to go- erm- grab a book from the library." Dumbledore slightly waved his hand at her and walked to the library. When he was inside, what else would she have done but go to that drawer.
I know I shouldn't' t. It is not my drawer but Albus'. But why is it left open? She couldn't stop herself and opened the drawer to find a blue piece of parchment. Now where had she seen that before? Oh yes, just yesterday when McGonagall had sent her an owl. Well, if it is from Minerva, it must be something school related so she began to read.
Albus,
I still don't think that what you did when we were students was right, but I can't help what has already happened. I just hope you know what you are doing right now. I don't want to see another young lady get hurt. What you and I had then and what we have now is completely, teacher to teacher, with a hint of friend. I never intended it to be more when I got this job. And I don't think she intended anything more either. Just make sure that nothing happens, she is a great teacher and I know you and I both would hate to loose such a fine professor.
Your long lost soul, Mini
Professor Minerva McGonagall
Well, that is definitely not school related. But she had no more time to think about it because the library door was opening again. Dumbledore popped out with a scarlet, old raged book in his hand.
'Well, this is a book that I happened to find just the other day as I was looking in the library. You may recall it?" Dumbledore held the book out so Preul could read the title.
The Long Lost Methods for DADA.
"How could I forget that book Albus. It has haunted me for years. But why are you giving this to me?"
"Well, I decided that, since the students seem to be doing so great with you, you might want to change some things in here, maybe even write your own one day. What do you say?" How could anyone say no when they looked at his eyes and saw that twinkle.
"I'll see what I can do. But, actually, I was wondering if you and I could take a walk one night, not tonight seeing as I now have homework, but maybe another night this week?"
"But of course. Send me the date and time and I will be there." He chuckled a little but when she didn't laugh, he regained himself.
"I will do just that Albus. Oh, and I'll even try and send it on my new blue parchment." Her eyes narrowed slightly, but you couldn't read into them. "All right, well then I will see you tomorrow. Good night Albus." She walked out of the office and he slumped into his green armchair.
Blue parchment, where… but then he saw it. The open drawer, the drawer with the blue parchment. It had to only mean one thing, she had read the letter, and she now knew. Is that why she had wanted to take a walk? But why hadn't she just come out and say, " What did you do to Minerva? I think that there is something I am missing. But no, she wouldn't do that. It would seem to rude. That is why she said she would send her date and time on blue parchment, to tell me that she had read the letter and that she knew. Well, there is nothing I can't keep from her now. Well, maybe later, but for now she may be wanting some answers. Or would she?
Albus slowly stood up but sat back down again. He opened another drawer and pulled out some plain white parchment and a bottle of ink and a feather pen. He dipped the pen into the ink and began to write.
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Preul,
I was just checking in and I was wondering how you were doing with your 'homework'? Also, when ever you figure out a date and time, I am busy Friday night, something just popped up. So, I can't wait to get together.
Professor Dumbledore
Was that alright? He asked about school and he merely said that he was excited to see her. But what if this letter ended up in the wring hands. No, it wouldn't. His owl never let him down. He folded the letter, placed it in the envelope, and addressed it to Professor Plum. He left it sitting on his desk and headed off for a good night's rest.
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