Very little was said as they walked through the silent corridors Minerva pulled tightly to Dumbledore's side. Only a few steppes from the Griffin Minerva yawned. "Its the end of the month Albus a new password will be in order." She waved her hand and sighed tiredly. "Licorice wand."in her delicate Scottish lift. The Griffin began to turn and the spiral staircase appeared.
Peeves the poltergeist appeared hanging from the rafters just as Minerva stepped into the revolving entrance. "Heading to the quarters with the lady headmaster? What a scandal this will be. Oh yes, Dumbledore's bed will not be empty tonight. Raven hair with shadow his pillows indeed." he teased. Albus winked up at him placing his index finger over his lips as he made a 'shushing' gesture. Peeves floated away laughing to himself. "Yes indeed headmaster, raven hair suites you." Albus laughed as he too made his way up the stairs after Minerva her hair still falling down her back.
The door clicked as the two entered Albus' office. Minerva quickly sought out her favorite arm chair in front of the fire and plopped down into it with a long sigh of relive. The deep softness of the chair engulfing her tired body was enough to put her into a lovely dream filled coma. Her heavy eyes fought to close and surround her in the bliss of a much needed sleep, as a result they fluttered mindlessly.
"Tea my dear?" Albus asked from across the room at his desk where he had just poured himself a cup of hot tea. When Minerva didn't answer him he glanced over in her direction only to see her eyes still fluttering as she gazed into the blazing fire. He laughed shaking his head and poured another cup of tea, two sugars no cream just the way she had always drank it. Placing it onto her dinner tray he levitated it into the air and moved towards the tired Minerva.
Summoning the small table, which was usually home to the chess bored, closer to stand in front of Minerva he released the tray onto it. Minerva payed little to no attention to the food in front of her nor the movement around her.
Albus removed the cover to the dinner plate and placed it to the side. A large slice of rare roast beef, creamed potatoes, candied carrots and a small slice of strawberry and chocolate cheese cake, Minerva's favorite, was dispelled. He made an "Mmm" noise to himself at the sight of the seaming food hoping to rouse Minerva.
She sat still staring into the fire as Albus bent over her placing a hand on each arm of her chair and resting his weight on them. His warm lips met her cheek, her skin soft and familiar to him, he couldn't help his own eyes closing for a moment as well. He feathered his lips lightly up her high cheek bone closer to her ear where she could hear him whisper.
"Min, I must ask that you eat something my dear."
Minerva turned her head in his direction and searched his piercing blue eyes for a moment. He pushed off of the chair standing promptly and turning away to his desk once more. "Everything is adequate I trust." he spoke with his back to her.
"Hmm, oh yes." she replied with more enthusiasm. "Its lovely, I'm completely famished." her fork was already working at the fluffy potatoes and she acted ravenous. Picking up a stack of "Transfiguration Today" magazines from his desk Albus turned back towards her. "Albus?" Minerva questioned, mouth half full. "Is this-" before she could finish her thought he had crossed the room to stand next to her. Bending to kiss the top of her head he answered her unfinished question.
"Two sugars no cream, yes. Now you continue, ill place these back on their rightful shelf, and return in a moment." Minerva made no attempt to reply and instead picked up the cup to drink before bringing another bight to her mouth.
By the time Albus had returned she had all but cleared her plate only leaving a few bites to linger. Minerva leaned back in her chair and he handed her the small slice of cheese cake before sending the table along with her dinner dishes away. She took a bight and hummed at the sweetness lingering on her tongue.
Albus bent to his knees in front of her and picked up her right foot to remove her black ridding boots. He slipped her robes up over her knee and began to unlace the high topped leather. Once it was loose he pulled it from her foot leaving her in her stocking feet. Minerva wiggled her toes and Albus smiled taking her foot in his hands again to rub it for a moment as she moaned in satisfaction.
Repeating the process on her left foot Minerva was completely lost in a state of disillusion. Albus let her foot down and allowed her robes to fall once again to the floor.
"Mmm don't stop that felt good." Minerva hummed her eyes closed to the ceiling.
Albus laughed and kissed her forehead, slipping his hand under the plate resting in her hands. "Are you finished?" he whispered before pulling away. Minerva nodded and he stood removing the plate along with his lips from her warm skin. He placed the plate with the other dishes and in a *Snap* they where gone.
"Shall we disguise a new password then Minerva?"
She rolled her eyes and sat up straight. "Yes I suppose we should." she stood from the comfort of the chair and moved to a large candy dish on Albus' desk. Pulling off the glass lid she retrieved only a couple of the sweets, just to keep her alert for the time being.