Later That Night...
It was getting dark around Hogwarts castle but not everyone was sleeping. Minerva McGonagall was awake and headed towards Albus Dumbledore's office.
She gave the password (Sherbert Lemons, once again) to the stone gargoyles and ascended the spiralling staircase that sprang out of nowhere. When she reached the top, she knocked lightly on the office door and, before waiting for a reply, entered the room. Some would deem that as rude but she didn't think so; she was his wife, after all.
"Minerva, my dear, I had a feeling you would be coming up here soon."
"Merry Christmas, Albus," she said, planting a passionate kiss on his lips. Albus didn't need an excuse to pick his wife up and swoop towards their bedroom.
"Keep it down, will you?" shouted Phineas Nigellus after the pair.
"Of course, Phineas," Minerva replied, saluting at him patronizingly.
It was to be a merry Christmas indeed.
A/N: Thanks to everyone who has read and reviewed :)