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A/N: Yowza, yowza, yowza! The reviews I've received for this story is just blowing my mind. Thank you all! Wow! That is definitely incentive to continue working hard on this story. Thanks a lot once again, and here are your review responses.

Joelpup62: Hehe, yes. It would have been most amusing to have Albus say something like, "I am your boyfriend, please marry me." Sadly, I can't do it cuz, even though I delight in making things amusing, I can't do that and keep the story on the same track. LOL!

SherbertKitty: Yeah, she really has no family. After all, she has no husband and no children. But, it's nice cuz in a way, her friends are her family, so that's always an added plus to the story.

DamesFan: Well, here is the next chapter. I hope you like it.

Lady Loraine: Yeah, it is so interesting to see Albus and Minerva react to each other in a non professional way. I think that was one of the many things that attracted me to doing a story like this. Thanks for reviewing.

East of the Sun: I'm glad that you like that chapter. I have to admit that I was a little worried about it to be honest. But now I am glad that you like it.

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Girl from Iceland: Yup, I figured Edinburgh is a good place to have her staying, and the whole thing with Albus reading her diary was interesting, I thought.

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Leta McGotar: Yes, Albus is in quite a pickle. I suppose you could say he is between a rock and a hard place. LOL! Well, hope you like this chapter.

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Chapter Six: A Day With Albus: Part Two:

Albus had shown Minerva the entire ground floor, though he did it very slowly and with great care. He did not rush her, nor did he treat her like a child when explaining things, for which Minerva was extremely grateful. It felt nice not being treated like a five year old. A few things surprised her about the magic world, but she knew that it must be normal for her to see these things. She just accepted that anything that might seem normal to a muggle would not necessarily be so for a wizard or witch.

She was extremely fascinated with the huge gargoyle which guarded the entrance to Albus' office. In fact, she nearly let out a squeal of delight when it sprung to life and the staircase began to move in the upward spiral. She thoroughly enjoyed the ride upward to his office, and was almost saddened when it stopped. But when she entered his office, she forgot all about it. For his office held so many interesting things and she thought it was so fascinating to see the portraits of past headmasters on his wall. She even had a rather interesting conversation with Armando Dippet, who wished her well and told her that she had better get well soon or he would have to do something drastic, such as pop out of his picture and force some sense into her. This caused a slight smile to appear on her lips, though she did wonder whether he was serious or not.

"Don't worry about him, my dear," Albus chuckled after Armando left to visit one of his other portraits in the Ministry. "He's utterly harmless. That's as close to a threat you'll ever hear from him." Minerva smiled. Albus pointed to a door just past his desk. "There is the door to my private chambers. She you need anything from me in the middle of the night, anything at all, do not hesitate to enter. You can also reach me via floo powder, which will bring you either here, to my office fireplace, or to the fireplace in my room."

"Floo powder?" inquired Minerva, an eyebrow quirked. Albus jumped slightly when he realized that he had failed to discuss the floo network with her.

"Oh, yes, so sorry my dear," he said. "Here, I shall show you." He brought her to the office fireplace and stood before it. Picking up a pot of what appeared to be ashes, he held it up to her. "Take some floo powder, no more than a pinch." She did as she was told and looked at him.

"Now what?" she inquired.

"Now, you are to go into the fireplace, throw down the powder, and, at the same time, in a very clear, and loud tone, name the place with which you desire to go." Minerva looked at him skeptically.

"Anywhere I want to go?" she asked her eyebrows nearly to her hairline. Albus nodded.

"Well, almost," he said as an afterthought. "If it doesn't have a fireplace, then you shall have to apperate."

"Apperate?" she asked.

"Never mind that now," said Albus. "Apperating will come later. But for now, we'll just use the floo network. If you please…" He gestured to the fireplace and Minerva entered, though she was still rather unsure about it. She turned around to face him.

"Where do I go?" she asked.

"How about we go to your office?" he asked. She nodded and, standing up straight, threw the powder down and said very clearly,

"Minerva's office." She was then engulfed in emerald green flames, which frightened her a great deal. When it didn't burn her, she was quite surprised indeed. But she was even more surprised to see that, when the flames died down, she was in her office. She stepped out of the fireplace and looked around. This was, indeed, a very fascinating way to travel from place to place, and most assuredly saved time. Moments later, she heard the roar of the flames once again and when she turned around she saw that Albus had appeared as well.

"Well, Tabby," he smiled as he brushed the ashes from her robes. "How do you feel about that?"

"That is a very clever way to travel, indeed, Albus," she said. Albus chuckled.

"Yes, I suppose it is, isn't it?" he asked. "Now, I have one more place to show you before we must head down for dinner."

"Is it dinnertime already?" she sighed, looking at the clock nearby. Indeed, it was nearing seven thirty, and dinner was at eight o' clock.

"Yes, Tabby, it is. It is an odd thing, time," he said. "When we are doing something we really do not want to be doing, it seems to be dragging on and on. But when we are having as much fun as we are now, then it just seems to fly by, doesn't it?"

"Yes, it does," agreed Minerva. "So, where is it that you wanted to show me?"

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"Keep your eyes closed just a little bit longer, my dear," he said.

"Alright, but I want to know where it is that we are heading?" Albus was dragging Minerva by the hand, up the stairs and into the Astronomy Tower. Since it was summer, it was getting darker a lot later than it usually did, so the sun was just setting, making for a perfect atmosphere.

"Alright, Minerva, you may open your eyes now," said Albus. She opened her eyes and gasped. They were standing in the middle of the tower, and she found it absolutely fascinating. Then, her eyes fell upon the window, which offered a spectacular view of the setting sun.

"Oh, Albus," she breathed. "It is so beautiful." She stepped to the edge and looked out, the view nearly taking her breath away. Sure, that seemed to be a cliché in so many ways, but it didn't matter.

"Yes, you've always enjoyed sunsets, Minerva," Albus said, now standing next to her. "You've enjoyed them, even more than sunrises."

"Well, I can see why," she said. "The colors all blending together so beautifully to create one magnificent picture like that. You can tell it is truly nature at its best because no man, or wizard, could ever imitate something like that."

"My sentiments exactly," said Albus. He watched her profile for a while, entranced by her beauty. He just wanted to reach out and touch her, to see if she was real. She looked so angel like, that he feared if he turned away, she was disappear into thin air. When she looked at him and smiled, he lowered his eyes, smiled, looked outside at the setting sun, and continued on. "You've never cared much for Divination, nor did you really care for Professor Trawlany, the Divination professor. Divination is a class taught here," he added as he saw the look on her face. She nodded. He looked back at the sun. "But you always said that one of the redeeming qualities of having a classroom in the Astronomy tower was the ability to see the sunset from here."

"Yes, well, it is quite lovely," smiled Minerva. They stood there for a short while, neither one saying a thing, until Minerva asked the question she had been wanting to ask for a while.

"Albus? Do you mind if I ask a semi-personal question?" she asked. He smiled.

"Of course not, Minerva," he said. "We have no secrets from each other." Minerva smiled. This gave her some comfort.

"Well, it seems to me that I know all about my life, but I know nothing about your life," she said. "When walking around the lake, and even around the ground floor, you told me a few of your accomplishments, such as the defeat of Grindlewald, you are a member of the Wizengamot, though I am not entirely sure what that means, and several other things. But I don't really know you as a person, except that you are kind, funny, and very nice. I want to know a few things about you. So, this brings me to my question. Are you married?"

This question hit Albus rather hard. The answer was very simple, yet caused him great pain. No, he was not married, but he did want to be. He wanted to be married to her. But, he knew that he could never reveal that to her.

"No, Minerva, I am not married," he said, swallowing. He kept that smile on his face and his famous twinkle in his eye. "Nor have I ever been married."

This made no sense to Minerva whatsoever. A man like Albus, who was not only accomplished, but smart, kind, and incredibly handsome, should be married to a woman worthy of himself. And yet, for reasons unknown to her, she was somewhat glad that he was not married, nor did he have a serious relationship with anyone. She felt some twinge of jealousy for anyone who might catch his eye someday, though she knew that he, like her, was running low on time.

"You've never been married?" she asked, still rather unable to grasp the idea. He shook his head rather sadly. "Have you ever dated anyone?" He shrugged.

"I dated a few," he said. "But they were only a dinner or two each, so it was never anything serious. I suppose there was only one woman whom I have ever considered having a relationship with, and I've never told her."

"Why not?" asked Minerva, that twinge of jealousy hitting her stomach again. But she did her best to ignore it, since she was sure, if he was really as good a friend as he claimed he was, that she should. Albus shrugged.

"I've thought about it numerous times," he said. "I've even come close a few times. But each time I came close to telling her, I just lost my nerve completely. I just don't want to ruin our friendship. Not to mention that she is not without her suitors." He smiled, as did Minerva. But she still felt rather sorry for him.

"Well, how do you know it'll ruin the friendship you have with this person if you don't try?" she asked. "After all, you'll never know until you try. Besides, if she is a true friend, then she cannot hate you for your true feelings, even if she might not return them. Am I right?" Albus smiled.

"I suppose so," he said. "I just wish I could have the kind of courage which you do." He looked at his pocket watch. "Oh, lemon drops. It's time to go. We are seriously late. It is seven fifty nine, and dinner is supposed to start at eight."

"Oh dear, let us not keep the others waiting," said Minerva, finally tearing her beautiful green eyes from his bright blue ones.

Ooooooooooo

After dinner, Albus walked Minerva back to her rooms.

"Oh, I am exhausted," yawned Minerva. "This has indeed been an eventful day. I only hope I can remember all that you've told me." She laughed, as did Albus.

"I'm sure you'll be fine," he said.

"So, with whom shall I be meeting tomorrow?" she asked, rubbing her eyes.

"I believe that would be Severus," he said.

"Ah, you mean that grumpy looking man whose hair is just as black as he is pale?" she inquired. Albus could not help but laugh at her description of him.

"Yes, that would be him," he said, wiping tears away from his face. "Well, until tomorrow, I must bid you a good night." He kissed her hand, as he always did, and left her alone.

Ooooooooooo

When Albus went to his bedroom, he sighed. When he was in the Astronomy tower, he had wanted so much to tell her that his friend he wanted to be with was her, but he couldn't do that. Not now, that she had lost her memory. But then, if not now, then when?

Ooooooooooo

Minerva sat in her rooms, having taken a shower and now donned in her night clothes. As she brushed out her hair before a roaring fire, she smiled and looked into the flames. She remembered her lesson in the floo network Albus had given her. When she thought of him, she could not help but smile. His handsome face, his bright blue eyes, his powerful hand which held hers so gently… It all made him seem completely godlike, and therefore unapproachable.

Then, she frowned. She had to stop thinking of him like that, and there were two very good reasons why she had to. Reason number one was that he had said again and again about how good friends they were and how close they were. And according to all his stories, she was also his most trusted confidante. And even though it might seem hypocritical of her, she did not wish to ruin what was years of friendship with him. And the second reason was because, as he said in the Astronomy Tower, there was already someone he was interested in. Not once did she think that that person might be her. So, she went to bed that night, intent on putting all thoughts of Albus that were not that of a close friend out of her mind indefinitely.

A/N2: Okay, there is the next chapter. And I want to say that I do not know for sure when I will be updating again cuz I started my first year of collage yesterday on the 15th, so I'll be having a lot of homework. I'm taking four classes on Monday and Wednesday and one class on Friday, so I'll try and write as often as I get the chance. But I have to go to school from 8 in the morning till like 6:30 on Monday and Wednesday and only from 10:30 till about 11:45 on Friday. So, wish me luck! Always Hopeful