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Before continue with the second episode, I'd like to apologize for the mistakes I can do on my grammar or spelling. They're really not intentional. I'm not English, obviously; I'm catalan-spanish. I could write this one and the rest of my fics on my native language doing not mistakes and pleasing the more demanding readers; but then just a few people could enjoy my stories. I love writing, I like imagining different plots in my mind, and I've worked really hard for years (and I still doing) to improve my level. I'll never write like a native English can do… but my stories can be as good as anyone else's instead of a few aesthetics mistakes. I think they're understandable instead of these errors I do and which I'm really trying to correct… I'm sure many of you can understand how write in another language can be… specially when they have very different grammars… But please, be caring with me, accept my apologies… and just… ENJOY THE FIC!
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HER SIN
Second chapter: Tears
After had closed the door of her rooms in the Giffindor tower, Minerva breathed hard trying to calm herself, but she couldn't stop crying… she let her body slide down the door slowly, losing the strength of her legs, and when she'd sat down on the cold stone she embraced her knees and broke down sobbing louder.
"Can I offer you my shoulder to cry?" asked a familiar man's voice coming from the fireplace. Minerva put on the light calmly and met Albus in the corner of her little living room.
"How did you…?" asked her, a little confused.
"This is one of the advantages of being the headmaster…" he smiled and walked towards her; and after understand she wasn't going to accept his help to stand up, he decided to sit down on the floor too "So… can we talk?" She rose her head and gazed him wondering what exactly he wanted to know.
"What about?" asked her. He held her chin with one hand and dried her tears with the other one gently.
"How long are you pregnant?"
She hated when he answered with another question. Her breathing became faster, she was making an effort to not break down again and begin to cry. With a very low voice she said "a few weeks…"
"A few weeks? So you got pregnant on October, just a month ago… How can you be as sure that it's not mine?"
"Because the first night we spent together was after Halloween's party… and Poppy says I'm probably about six weeks long…" His look… she couldn't stand those shiny blue eyes; that fair sweet look, staring at hers as if she was just an innocent lady… That was making her feel guiltier.
"Then… he must be someone from the stuff…" concluded Dumbledore.
"He's not!" said her resoundingly "Please, Albus… Don't ask me who he is?"
"I won't, but tell me… do you love him?"
"I did… a long time ago…"
"Then… how can has it happened?"
"It's… It's difficult to tell, Albus…"
"Did he obligated you? Is this why you fear him?"
"No, Albus… I… I can't…" she was sobbing again "I'm sorry… please… stop making me these questions… I can't… please, Albus… just… leave me alone…"
"NO!" shouted him standing up and frightening her for a while "I'm not going to leave anywhere…" told him kneeling next to her and resting one hand on her shoulder "Minerva, if I wanted to leave you I wouldn't have come here after our chat in the corridor. I had gone to my office and ignored you for the rest of the year… But the truth is that I love you… I fault in love with you before the summer holidays, but I wasn't able to tell you… These wonderful weeks we've spent going out together I've been the happiest wizard in the world… I love you… I want to stay here and, if you let me, I'd love you two" then he placed his hand on her belly "to be my family."
"You don't, Albus… you're just feeling pity of me… but you can't ruin your life, your reputation... because of me…"
"You couldn't ruin anything, Kitten…" he caressed her cheek and she smiled for the first time in some days afte listen that nickname just he called her. "Look… if I'm asking it's not because I'm blaming you for anything, I mean… we weren't having any formal relationship… and you will always be free to do whatever you wish… I want to know because I'm worried… you seem to be really scared of the father of your baby… but if you ask me then I'll stop making questions… But don't ask me to stop loving you, because I can't…"
"I love you too" said her suddenly approuching to him and leaving a kiss on his lips "... and I'd love to grow up my family with you"
There was not answer coming from him, at least, not a verbal one. He just embraced her and kissed her back like if that was the first time he tasted her lips.
TO BE CONTINUED…