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Chapt. 5

Minerva sat in her office after leaving Harry with his friends earlier that afternoon. She felt herself blush as she remembered the kisses they shared. She hadn't had her hormones rush so fast in decades. If she hadn't known better, she would be thinking that Harry had slipped her a love potion. At that thought she froze…He couldn't have could he? She thought back to the night he had come to her. SHE had conjured up the hot chocolate, not he. There wasn't enough time for him to slip anything in it. So her feelings had to be genuine? She sighed loudly. This was happening all too fast. She just didn't snog someone in the middle of a hallway. She got up and started pacing in front of her desk.

"Oh for heaven's sake Minerva, he's a man now. Not the boy that came to Hogwarts 7 years ago!"

The portraits around her all bristled as they were disturbed from their naps. Albus however studied the witch as she sat there and ruminated over the things that were happening.

"You know Tabby, it's not shameful to want someone younger. I remember a young witch just about Harry's age that had fallen for someone much older than she."

"That was different…" she mumbled, "You weren't attracted to me."

"Ah, but it doesn't mean the temptations weren't there."

She looked up at him in shock. Never had she realized that he even thought about it. It took 50 years just to find out that bit of information, a piece that she never expected.

It took her a while to process it but as she did her view of their relationship grew even fonder.

"So you think I should pursue this? I'm already having second thoughts. It's just I haven't felt so out of control in years. I feel like a ruddy teenager all over again."

"The question my dear, is do you like the way you feel when you're with him?"

Minerva sighed once more, nodding.

"I do, I feel so much younger when I'm with him, like I'm seen for the woman underneath the witch."

"Then I think you have your answer."

She smiled slightly, "I think I do."

With that she went back behind her desk and wrote Harry a quick note inviting him to dinner with her tonight.

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It was 8:00 when she heard the knocking on the door.

"Come on in!" she yelled out to the door. She was still upstairs in her bed room getting ready.

"Please make yourself comfortable in the sitting room! I'll be there just a minute." She stuck her head out to make sure Harry heard her. He nodded and went into the room.

She went back to her vanity to slip on the last of the jewelry she planned on wearing. She slipped on a gold Celtic knot over her pinky and put on the silver chain over her neck. She let her hair down tonight only putting up half of it. The pins holding it could be seen with emerald stones sparkling in the light.

As she walked in front of the mirror she looked at the reflection and was stunned at how good she looked. Her off the shoulder black dress sparkled as she moved, it clung to her in all the right places, showing off her slim physic. Her blue green eyes held a sparkle to them she hadn't seen in forever. She was excited, it was after all her first date in 20 years.

Gathering up her courage she opened the door and walked down the short hall to the sitting room. As she entered she noted that Harry had decided to wear a pair of brown khakis and silk dress shirt. His hair was as unruly as ever, and the look he gave her sent a chill up her spine. His olive green eyes sparkled as they roamed over her form.

"Min…" it was a whisper. He cleared his throat and tried again.

"Wow, you look amazing Min! I've only ever seen you in a dress at the Yule Ball but this…this is…" He couldn't finish his sentence as he had unconsciously walked the distance between them. He reached out and stroked her cheek letting his hand trace down over her chin, over her neck and down to her arms. As his hand fell to her shoulders he pulled her closer to him and brushed his lips gently over hers.

"Brilliant." She whispered, and he nodded.

As they stepped away from each other they held hands. Minerva looked at the stark difference between their hands, his so strong and smooth, hers wrinkled and slender. Harry saw her gaze and squeezed her hand.

"Remember, not the effects, but what's underneath." He smiled brightly at her now as she blushed and nodded.

Gently she led him to a small alcove in the back corner of the room. There, the table had been set for an intimate dinner for two. It was covered with an eggshell white table cloth with silver plates adorned with the school crest on top. The wine glasses were frosted over, small wisps of frozen air floating above them. The silverware were polished brightly and sparkled in the candlelight of the two red and gold tapers that floated above the table.

Harry walked over to the furthest chair and pulled it out then slowly pushed it under as Minerva sat down. He then walked over and took his seat across from her. As soon as he tucked himself in the food on the plate appeared. The house elves had out done themselves tonight. They apparently were trying to prove that they were just as good as ever, and had they proved themselves tonight.

On their plate was a pasta florintine with shrimp and a delicate white sauce, accompanied by some cooked baby carrots that were topped with brown sugar. As Minerva took a bite she closed her eyes and enjoyed the taste, a soft moan escaping her throat. It was at this noise that Harry looked up surprised.

"Is it that good?"

Minerva smiled and could only nod. Harry pulled a bite into his mouth and repeated the actions of his beautiful companion.

"Mmm this is really good! I haven't had a decent meal in so long." Minerva pulled up her hand and set it on the table. Harry looked up, smiled and covered her hand with his own.

"Thank you."

"Whatever for?"

"For inviting me tonight and for taking a chance. I know it's not easy especially with all that's happened just so recently." He said.

"It's because of everything that's happened that I decided to take this chance. I found myself thinking about all the chances that I never took, the decisions I've made, and some I regret others I don't. But above all I want what every woman wants. I want the happy ending." Minerva looked at him in all seriousness, she was if anything honest. "And I'm hoping that tonight could be the start of that happy ending." A small smile formed over her thin pink lips, as Harry wrapped his fingers around her hand he squeezed gently.

"I hope so too Min. I feel the same way. I want to be able to give you that happy ending. I won't say that there won't be rough times, but above anything else your happiness is my utmost concern."

Minerva stands up from the table still holding Harry's hand and silently he gets up with her. Slowly they step closer together, Harry lets go of her hand and wraps his arms around her waist pulling her into a kiss. Slowly his lips explored her own, gently nipping at her bottom lip before she opened giving him access to the warm recesses of her mouth. Fluently Harry darted his tongue in and started the task of memorizing once more her taste. Minerva wasn't as shy this time around as she wrapped her arms around Harry's neck tilting her head slightly deepening the kiss. As Harry's tongue stroked her mouth Minerva's caressed his. The kiss had started to get passionate, hands had started to roam and as they parted for the ever present need for air their hands never stopped. Harry's were tentative but sure slowly grazing her ribs and just gracing the underside of her breast, Minerva's were shaking slightly as she found herself tugging his shirt out of his pants. She looked into his olive green eyes questioning silently if she was crossing any lines. Gently he nodded his head giving her permission to pull it out so that she could feel his heated skin. Slowly she unbuttoned his shirt exposing his tight abs and slightly built chest. As she looked at him she involuntarily took a deep breath in. He blushed slightly, his fingers were tracing the line above the bodice of her dress feeling the silkiness of her skin. As he looked closer he could faintly see the outlines of four circles on her right breast. He gingerly traced them with his forefinger, then bent down and kissed each one. Minerva watched him as he did this and when he kissed each one her head lolled to the side her eyes closing and she could feel her nipples harden. As Harry lifted his head he looked up to see that she had started breathing heavily.

"A…Are you ok Min? I don't want…" Harry stammered his voice low and husky.

"I…I'm fine Harry, you just took me by surprise, that's all." She was surprised to hear herself, her own tone lower than her usual contralto voice.

"Do you…Do you want to stop?" Harry asked.

"My love, if I stop now I will be one cranky old lady tomorrow, I don't think neither my staff nor my guests could handle me."

Taking Harry's hand she held it and slowly led him to her bedroom…

AN: I know I'm terrible! I have it rated M and I haven't even gone into it!