Hello, my dears!
Here's the deleted scene that I promised! This is just a deviation from the ministry scene I posted.

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"Because you're better fit to be Christine Daae."

He twirled her around and dipped. Her eyes stared at his in shock. It was impossible, she thought.

"But the problem is, my dear phantom, Christine Daae and the phantom didn't end up together. She left him, and he died."
"But maybe we're bound to deviate from the norm, my dear."
"How likely?"
He twirled her around to face him, his lips were nearly pressed against hers. She slightly moved forward, feeling his breath against her lips.
"Because none of us are backing out from the point of no return," he whispered in her ear, his voice was thick, low and dripping with honey. He twirled her around once more, so that her back was pressed against his chest.

"The final threshold," his lips were centimeters away from her ear, his fingers were slowly caressing her smooth shoulder. The hairs on her shoulder and neck were raised.

She turned to face him, and slowed them into a stop. It had to stop.

This wasn't bound to happen. This was not part of the plan.

The crowd went wild, clapping and cheering. He bowed, and she curtsied. Their eyes locked for a brief moment, then she made her way out of the door.

That was it?

Was this the moment Christine Daae surrenders and gives up the phantom? Was this the moment she was going to give him up?

The room fell silent for a brief second, then light music began to play. Was he to go after her?

But tomorrow? No, he shall seize today.

His feet guided him to the balcony.

"I enjoyed that little dance we've had," he smirked, offering her a glass of firewhiskey. She politely declined, eventually turning her head to face him.
"Minerva, I have been intending to tell you something."
"Albus, I doubt that this is a good time to do so-"
"There was only one reason why I was able to defeat Grindelwald."

Her breathing constricted for a moment.

"You told me it was the vial."
"That is one reason, but there is another, my dear."

He gazed at her for a moment, trying to seek any indication that what he felt earlier meant something. He unsurely cupped her face with his hands, which he found to be immensely cliché (but he knew no other method of doing so). He tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, and found himself trying to memorize every detail he could find.

The moment meant something to him. Surely it must have meant something to her?

Her mind was racing once more. Her thoughts were muddled, and everything was so unclear.

"I can't do this," she blurted out. "You're just confusing your gratitude with something else, Albus. I just don't think this is wise-"
"Let me be your shelter, let me be your light, Minerva. I want to be there for you always. I know what this is. I know what I felt, and I have felt it ever since. I want to cherish you, and love you."
"I don't know how to belive you, even if I desperately want to."
"My word is yours, Minerva. Let me lead you from your solitude. I want to be there with you for every joy and pain. I want to feel every moment with you," he brought her hands to his chest, letting her feel the beating of his heart. He was real, this was all real.

"I have one request then, Albus," her shining eyes looked up to him. A small smile tugged at her perfectly-painted lips.
"What may that be?"
"Love me, that's all I ask of you."

A/N

I seriously hope that this is satisfactory. It is currently 2:16 a.m., local time, and I really couldn't sleep. I just realized how nice it is to return to the fandom I started with, with the same ship I began. Hahaha just sharing!

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