Cooling the Summer Rays

[Hogwarts Duo]

Cooling the Summer Rays pt 1

Summary: Hogwarts is experiencing a heat wave and Minerva can’t stand it any longer. Albus decides to think of ways to cool her down but they only heat her up in completely different ways.

A/N: Thanks to Clayre aka Quill of Minerva for helping me with some bits of this and for giving me the perfect title!! You’re the best!

It was hot, a sweltering heat more accurately. The normally cool interior of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry offered no safe haven for the small number of inhabitants this particular July. The flowers in Madame Sprout’s garden had all but wilted away and Hagrid’s small and very unusual garden near his hut had long given up any hopes of producing even a minimal amount of vegetation for his efforts. Even the normally damp and chilly dungeons seemed to brew under the heat from the effects of the heat wave smothering the countryside.

And to make matters worse, the thin robes that most of the inhabitants chose to wear, offered little or no relief from the intensity of the heat. Nerves were on end and tempers tended to flare easily, a direct relation to the uncomfortable situation. But the staff had to count their blessings really. There were no students about upon whom tempers could be released, which meant no losses of house points and no detentions to be served.

Minerva rolled over in her bed and let out a feral growl. This was the third morning in a row that she had been tangled in her sweat-drenched nightgown, her hair matted to her face, and her husband snuggled up against her body. She tried to ease out of his arms but her movements made him grip her that much tighter as he began to stir from slumber. After three days of restless sleep, Minerva was at her wits end.

“Honestly Albus! Sleeping with you is like having my own personal heater,” she said grumpily as she tried to push his arms from around her waist while struggling with the thin sheet covering them.

He pressed a sweet kiss to her bare shoulder and smiled. “I don’t seem to recall you complaining about the warmth of my body in the wintertime,” he responded with a hint of mischievousness in his eyes and a sleepiness still in his voice. “Besides, I can’t help it if you cause my temperature to rise to a boiling point. You used to enjoy the heat we created,” he said cheekily, tightening his grip on her once more as his fingertips ran over her arm.

Minerva let out a long sigh. “I still enjoy certain types of ‘heat’, Albus, but this is different. I’m hot, sweaty and I feel very unattractive at the moment so your words are wasted on me this morning. I’m going to get into the shower and try to forget about another day filled with no breezes and stifling temperatures.” Giving him a small peck on the lips to prove she was not truly angry with him, she threw back the sheet and walked to the bathroom to start her day.

Albus watched his lovely, but flustered, wife disappear behind the bathroom door and he fell back into the sheets. He had to admit that it had been unbearably hot and that her outburst had not been aimed at him but it was caused by her lack of restful sleep. Kicking off the sheet and peeling himself from the bedding, he cast yet another cooling charm on the room and started to brainstorm.

Dropping into his favorite chair, he felt very defeated. The cooling charms he had been placing on Minerva, on the bedding, on her clothes, basically on everything she touched did not seem to be working. He had secretly asked other staff members how they were coping with the situation only to find that they were experiencing the same things. He had been somewhat relieved to learn that Minerva’s reaction to the heat was something they were all experiencing with varying degrees of intensity. Unfortunately, that did nothing to cool her temper and bring back the loving side of his wife that he dearly missed.

As she began to dress for the day, Minerva noticed Albus watching her intently, as he always did. But there was an unfamiliar gleam in his eye. She tried to ignore it and carry on as usual but when she went to pull her hair into a bun and heard no protest from Albus, she turned abruptly to face him. “Alright, I know you’re up to something. You always tell me not to wear my hair in a bun and this morning you didn’t even so much as sigh when I reached for the pins! Spill it Albus Dumbledore!”

He laughed as he crossed the room to stand behind his lovely but flustered wife. “You, my dear, know my habits too well. I must change that so you won’t become bored with me but I’ll work on that later,” he suggested. Taking her long hair into his hands, he closed his eyes and savored the silkiness of the long locks as he wound them up into her bun and carefully put the pins in place. He pulled her back against his chest as his lips made contact with the nape of her neck for a soft kiss that sent shivers down her spine.

Minerva dropped her head forward and released a contented sigh, one that spoke of happiness and love as he then placed several butterfly kisses along the back of her neck. “Albus, what did I ever do to deserve you?” she asked quietly.

“I don’t know but I’m sure we can think of something later. Right now, you and I both have work to do and it won’t get done standing here in front of a mirror…unless of course you’ve something else in mind,” he replied wiggling his eyebrows suggestively. A playful slap on his arm and a soft kiss to his lips was the only reply he received. “Alas, I thought I was not quite that lucky this morning,” he teased, “but I do have an idea that might make you a little more comfortable today.”

Minerva leaned back and stared into his eyes. Her mind raced through all the other things they had tried to take their mind off the heat, some of them were odd and others were quite enjoyable but none had been truly effective. She loved Albus all the more for spending his valuable time trying to make her comfortable, even when he was suffering just as much as she. “Well, my dearest, what have you come up with this morning?” she asked.

With a flick of his wand, Albus smiled as a soft breeze began to blow, causing Minerva’s robes to sway gently around her slender frame. He watched as she closed her eyes, enjoying the sensation and the stirring of air around her body. When her eyes opened, the smile that broke the surface of her face was magnificent. Throwing her arms around her husband’s neck, she thanked him with a powerful kiss.

“Why thank you my dear. That was quite the expression of appreciation for my efforts,” he teased. Turning serious for a moment, he spoke again. “I know we’re all forced to endure the heat but on our wedding day I promised to make your life a walk among the stars. However, even though it’s not my fault, I fear that the heat is wearing you down, both mentally and physically. My other ideas were not successful, but perhaps this one will be the solution.” Turning her around, he showed her a giant fan that had been charmed to follow Minerva wherever she went.

“What in the name of Merlin is this?” she asked.

“It will act like a shadow for you today. Treating you to a cooling breeze at all times. Since there are few of us in the castle, it should not hinder your daily activities and tonight, perhaps you will be in a much more restful state of mind.” With a kiss to her cheek and a playful pat on her bottom, he bid her goodbye until they met for lunch.

[Hogwarts Duo]

Part 2...

Albus worked happily through his mountain of paperwork, taking several breaks to enjoy glasses of cool lemonade between answering owls. With his attention focused on his work, rather than Minerva’s suffering or the oppressive heat, the time flew and before he realized it, his stomach was growling, indicating it was time for lunch. With a relaxed smile and a spring to his step, he made his way to the Great Hall for what he hoped would be a pleasant lunch with his staff.

Minerva entered the Great Hall looking slightly more at ease. But having spent decades of loving her, Albus was able to detect the slight annoyance in her features through her loving smile. As she settled beside him and began to fill her plate with fruit and a sandwich, he leaned across and placed his hand on her knee, giving it a gentle squeeze.

“So, my dear, how was your morning?” he asked innocently.

“Oh it started off nice enough, thanks to my darling of a husband, but it quickly turned into something more.” She waited on him to push for further details before giving an explanation. “Your idea was lovely, dear, don’t misunderstand me. And I truly appreciate your efforts but we failed to think of one thing.” Albus looked puzzled so she continued after nibbling on a strawberry from her plate.

“I settled down to work on the course schedule for the upcoming year. I like to have everything spread out across my desk so that I can quickly reference the course schedules and prepare the master list for the staff. But as I tried to organize my papers, your lovely fan would blow them off my desk and across the floor. After struggling with that for over half an hour, I had to abandon my way of doing things and it took me twice as long to do the schedule. As a result, I am behind on my list of things I had hoped to accomplish today.” As she placed an orange wedge into her mouth, she made sure to impress upon Albus that she felt it was not his fault…just an unforeseen side effect of the fan.

Albus couldn’t contain the laughter that was bubbling inside him and when he lost the battle to suppress it, Minerva was not amused. Despite his attempts to explain that it was not the situation but the visual image his mind had created of her chasing rogue bits of parchment all over her study that had been his undoing, Minerva felt he needed to hear the rest of her morning.

“Well, Headmaster, I’m glad you find my distress so amusing. And Merlin only knows why, but I feel that I should warn you of what to expect. This afternoon, I suspect you will have a visit from Sir Nicholas and perhaps the Grey Lady.”

“What on earth would your highly entertaining morning have to do with those two and myself?”

“Oh, well when the Grey Lady was blown through the wall and directly into Peeves on the other side, it would seem that Sir Nicholas took issue with my recklessness and your fan. He was not at all happy to have me interrupting his attempts at courting the lady in question.” She tried to be serious about the event but somehow Albus’ laughter was infectious. “Oh you laugh now, but when Sir Nicholas comes to see you, I’d advise you to keep a straight face. He was highly irritated and Peeves was less than thrilled. That horrid little poltergeist threatened to follow the courting couple wherever they went until he was satisfied they were truly sorry for interrupting his attempts at placing all of Professor Flitwick’s most used items on the top shelf of his office.”

Albus lost control and let out a roar of laughter that had all of his lunch companions wondering what on earth his wife had told him. Through years of observation and learning by mistake, they knew better than to ask such questions for Albus just might be in the mood to tell them, despite the warning looks from the woman he loved.

The remainder of the day was almost uneventful but by the end of it, Minerva was sick and tired of having a light wind blowing around her all the time. Strands of her hair had worked themselves loose from her bun and were tickling her face, somewhat annoyingly. Her eyes were dry from the constant wind in her face and even though she knew that sleep would be hard to come by, she couldn’t stand the thoughts of another minute under the once welcomed fan. After explaining all of this to Albus, he promptly told her he understood and banished the fan into an unused portion of their rooms…just in case she changed her mind.

So, what do you think??? Should we continue to 'torture' you with this story? LOL

[delenndumbledore]

So, what do you think Should we continue to 'torture' you with this story? LOL

It's allowed to torture us a little bit more . The story is funny and it's easy for me to imagine how Minerva feels because I don't like sticky summer heat, too.

Delenn Dumbledore the winter woman

[ginger newts]

Oh you must continue, I'm certainly hooked. Poor Minerva, I don't think I'd want a giant fan following me around all day either... Update soon and let us know what else the crazy headmaster tries to cool off his wife...or heat her up.

[QuillofMinerva]

;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D

Yayeeeee you posted this fantastic story Very funny and I do love this fic of yours.

UPDATE UPDATE UPDATE (though i have already seen it lol but i dont want the others to wait for so long)

excellent piece of humour

clayre xx

[angharad]

Oh, yes! Please do continue the torture, please!

[Miss Q]

[quote So, what do you think??? Should we continue to 'torture' you with this story? LOL[/quote]

Torture ? This was a sweet and funny story so PLEASE continue!!!!!!!

M

[Isabelle]

Do continue please. How could you not??! This is lovely.

Liz

[Sensiblyquirky]

Oh please continue!! This was very nice to read after writing a paper all day!

Thanks!

Christy

[Hogwarts Duo]

Part 3

Minerva woke before daybreak on day four of the hottest week in a century. Her leg was trapped between Albus’ longer ones, her arm was draped across his waist and her head was buried in his long mane of hair. As she carefully rolled onto her back, she had to smile at the small stirring of air she felt as their bodies separated. Albus’ long hair was tied loosely, midway down his back and Minerva had never been more thankful that he had taken her advice long ago.

It had only taken one night spent in his bed for her to learn the importance of binding his long locks before bedtime. The first morning together in bed had proven to be quite the comical experience, in hindsight. Minerva had been wrapped in his arms, snuggled comfortably against his chest and beard, which tickled her nose. When she began to stretch within his embrace, Albus had yelped and winced in pain, startling her. During the course of the night, his hair had fanned out beneath her body and she had been lying on it. As she began to stir, she had accidentally pulled at his hair, causing him pain. When they went to move at the same time, their bodies collided, causing them to roll off the bed and onto the floor. After a quick assessment of their situation, a fit of the giggles ensued and on an impulse, Minerva decided to take advantage of her new position on top of an incredibly handsome, thankfully naked, and impressively aroused lover.

At the memory of their first morning together, Minerva caught another wave of giggles as Albus began to stir. When he questioned her about her morning laughter, she proceeded to remind him of their highly amusing and very satisfying memory. “Mmm, if I stay here and think on such things for much longer, I’ll die from a heat stroke,” she said as she began to trace patterns on his chest with her fingertips.

Albus was in a very playful mood and despite the oppressive heat and how uncomfortable Minerva had been when she first woke, he was very reluctant to let her leave. When she protested, saying that she needed a shower, Albus couldn’t help but state the obvious.

“Why don’t you take a cold shower this morning my dear? It might cool you down a bit and make for a better start to your day.” Albus had been sincere and only trying to help but her temper was on a short fuse and he had almost ignited the wick.

“Albus, that only works on men and adolescent boys after a snog session in the Astronomy Tower!” she answered quickly.

“Well, I’ve never had to take a cold shower after one of our snog sessions in the tower,” he flirted.

“That’s because we’re consenting adults and we happen to enjoy working out our energies in much more pleasurable ways. Besides, a cold shower will only turn me blue and make my teeth chatter.”

“Ah, but I’ve always thought the color blue suited you perfectly and if I may say so, you look simply delicious in any color,” he teased.

“Albus Dumbledore, you are truly a dirty old man,” she shot back, “but you’re MY dirty old man!” She looked at him and winked with a wicked smile playing about her lips. “Care to show me how to take a proper cold shower?”

With the reflexes of a teenager, Albus sprang from the bed and chased his wife into the bathroom as she laughed and gave a mock plea for help. Grabbing her just as she reached the door, he pulled her flush against him and he could feel her heart pounding with excitement. The darkness of her eyes matched the desire in his deep blue ones as he quickly rid her of the thin nightdress which was hiding her body from him. As she tugged at his lightweight pajama bottoms, their hands and mouths created even more heat with each touch. Without any words being spoken, they rapidly stepped into the shower, standing under a stream of warm water as the droplets slid lazily down their melting bodies.

As Minerva cried out her release and clung to Albus, he desperately tried to steady them against the shower walls. Their lovemaking had always been fun, flirtatious, and extremely satisfying but there seemed to be a raw passion that enveloped them this morning. As his body slowly regained strength from his own powerful release, they sank into the marble tub filled now with slightly cooled water and they spent the remainder of the morning kissing leisurely as loving hands continued to tease and caress all the right places.

The rest of the day was a blur for them. The heat was still bearing down upon them but somehow it didn’t seem to matter at all today. It was a much happier Minerva McGonagall that appeared at lunch and dinner that day. And even though she was still uncomfortable, a giddy smile was plastered on her face as images from their morning together flashed across her mind. Even as the day drew to a close, Minerva felt an overwhelming desire to be encased in the arms of the man who had, once again, shown her more love and passion than she ever dreamed possible. Hot weather or no hot weather, she had to touch him, to feel him pressing against her at every possible point as she drifted off to sleep.

The few days following their intense lovemaking session in the shower seemed to progress slowly and the thermometer registered record temperatures. Even though she tried to put on a happy face, Albus would tell that the weather was having a direct affect on his wife’s attitude and appearance. She often looked weary and frustrated, a combination that never went well together and the rest of the staff tried not to provoke her or each other. They, too, were experiencing similar difficulties and it was beginning to take its’ toll on those left in the school.

As he sat in his office and discussed various options with Fawkes, Albus had an idea. He hoped that it would be well received but with the overall mood of the inhabitants of the school, he wasn’t too sure. He thought it best to announce his plan at the evening meal without discussing it with anyone, even Minerva. He would have to apologize and explain things to her later, but he felt it would be worth it.

[Hogwarts Duo]

Minerva woke before daybreak on day four of the hottest week in a century. Her leg was trapped between Albus’ longer ones, her arm was draped across his waist and her head was buried in his long mane of hair. As she carefully rolled onto her back, she had to smile at the small stirring of air she felt as their bodies separated. Albus’ long hair was tied loosely, midway down his back and Minerva had never been more thankful that he had taken her advice long ago.

It had only taken one night spent in his bed for her to learn the importance of binding his long locks before bedtime. The first morning together in bed had proven to be quite the comical experience, in hindsight. Minerva had been wrapped in his arms, snuggled comfortably against his chest and beard, which tickled her nose. When she began to stretch within his embrace, Albus had yelped and winced in pain, startling her. During the course of the night, his hair had fanned out beneath her body and she had been lying on it. As she began to stir, she had accidentally pulled at his hair, causing him pain. When they went to move at the same time, their bodies collided, causing them to roll off the bed and onto the floor. After a quick assessment of their situation, a fit of the giggles ensued and on an impulse, Minerva decided to take advantage of her new position on top of an incredibly handsome, thankfully naked, and impressively aroused lover.

At the memory of their first morning together, Minerva caught another wave of giggles as Albus began to stir. When he questioned her about her morning laughter, she proceeded to remind him of their highly amusing and very satisfying memory. “Mmm, if I stay here and think on such things for much longer, I’ll die from a heat stroke,” she said as she began to trace patterns on his chest with her fingertips.

Albus was in a very playful mood and despite the oppressive heat and how uncomfortable Minerva had been when she first woke, he was very reluctant to let her leave. When she protested, saying that she needed a shower, Albus couldn’t help but state the obvious.

“Why don’t you take a cold shower this morning my dear? It might cool you down a bit and make for a better start to your day.” Albus had been sincere and only trying to help but her temper was on a short fuse and he had almost ignited the wick.

“Albus, that only works on men and adolescent boys after a snog session in the Astronomy Tower!” she answered quickly.

“Well, I’ve never had to take a cold shower after one of our snog sessions in the tower,” he flirted.

“That’s because we’re consenting adults and we happen to enjoy working out our energies in much more pleasurable ways. Besides, a cold shower will only turn me blue and make my teeth chatter.”

“Ah, but I’ve always thought the color blue suited you perfectly and if I may say so, you look simply delicious in any color,” he teased.

“Albus Dumbledore, you are truly a dirty old man,” she shot back, “but you’re MY dirty old man!” She looked at him and winked with a wicked smile playing about her lips. “Care to show me how to take a proper cold shower?”

With the reflexes of a teenager, Albus sprang from the bed and chased his wife into the bathroom as she laughed and gave a mock plea for help. Grabbing her just as she reached the door, he pulled her flush against him and he could feel her heart pounding with excitement. The darkness of her eyes matched the desire in his deep blue ones as he quickly rid her of the thin nightdress which was hiding her body from him. As she tugged at his lightweight pajama bottoms, their hands and mouths created even more heat with each touch. Without any words being spoken, they rapidly stepped into the shower, standing under a stream of warm water as the droplets slid lazily down their melting bodies.

As Minerva cried out her release and clung to Albus, he desperately tried to steady them against the shower walls. Their lovemaking had always been fun, flirtatious, and extremely satisfying but there seemed to be a raw passion that enveloped them this morning. As his body slowly regained strength from his own powerful release, they sank into the marble tub filled now with slightly cooled water and they spent the remainder of the morning kissing leisurely as loving hands continued to tease and caress all the right places.

The rest of the day was a blur for them. The heat was still bearing down upon them but somehow it didn’t seem to matter at all today. It was a much happier Minerva McGonagall that appeared at lunch and dinner that day. And even though she was still uncomfortable, a giddy smile was plastered on her face as images from their morning together flashed across her mind. Even as the day drew to a close, Minerva felt an overwhelming desire to be encased in the arms of the man who had, once again, shown her more love and passion than she ever dreamed possible. Hot weather or no hot weather, she had to touch him, to feel him pressing against her at every possible point as she drifted off to sleep.

The few days following their intense lovemaking session in the shower seemed to progress slowly and the thermometer registered record temperatures. Even though she tried to put on a happy face, Albus would tell that the weather was having a direct affect on his wife’s attitude and appearance. She often looked weary and frustrated, a combination that never went well together and the rest of the staff tried not to provoke her or each other. They, too, were experiencing similar difficulties and it was beginning to take its’ toll on those left in the school.

As he sat in his office and discussed various options with Fawkes, Albus had an idea. He hoped that it would be well received but with the overall mood of the inhabitants of the school, he wasn’t too sure. He thought it best to announce his plan at the evening meal without discussing it with anyone, even Minerva. He would have to apologize and explain things to her later, but he felt it would be worth it.

[Hogwarts Duo]

As the staff chatted over a tray of desserts, Albus felt it was time to made his announcement. “After watching my usually vibrant staff deteriorate underneath these unbearable conditions, I have decided that it is time for me to take action. I cannot do anything about the heat but I can do something about all of you remaining here under such conditions. Therefore, I am ordering all of you to take a holiday. Go anywhere you wish, in groups or alone, and enjoy your time away. I need you to return within 2 weeks and I expect to see you all looking refreshed and in much better spirits.” After a round of ‘thank you’s’ and pats on the back, Albus urged them all to pack and set off on their adventures in the morning.

When he retired to his rooms later that evening, he was not met with an overly enthusiastic wife with open arms. Instead, he found her sitting on the window ledge overlooking the grounds leading to the lake. She seemed much quieter, which experience had taught him was never a good sign.

“Ah, here you are my dear. I have been looking for you.”

“Well, you’ve found me so I suppose you need to go and pack for YOUR holiday!” she snapped back.

Immediately he knew that she had been angered by his decision and he prayed to all the higher powers that she would understand and accept his reasoning. Taking her legs in his hands, he sat down beside her on the windowsill and draped her long legs across his lap, his fingertips lightly grazing her creamy skin as he spoke.

“Dearest, please hear me out on this matter.” She looked at him sternly and he suddenly felt like a schoolboy who had just managed to upset his favorite teacher by his actions. “I have observed the brightest minds in all of the wizarding world slowly become overworked, stressed, and practically irritable…including yourself.” He held up his hand to silence her protest and she had to admit that he was right.

“I am sending everyone on a holiday in the hopes that they will go somewhere cooler and much more enjoyable than these hallowed walls. I did not mention it to you prior to my announcement because I wanted to surprise you.” Her eyes widened at his words and she sat on the edge of the seat, waiting for more of an explanation.

“As you are well aware, I cannot leave the school unattended. That would just not be wise, regardless of the circumstances. But, nothing is keeping you here to suffer.”

“Suffer? You think I’d have a better time on holiday all alone while you’re here working yourself to death under these conditions? I might be hot and I might have a fierce temper, but one thing I’m not is selfish! I refuse to leave you alone while I sit in some cozy café in a romantic part of the world, wishing that my husband was beside me instead of in this oven of a castle!”

“Are you quite finished, my dear?” She narrowed her eyes and nodded her head, preparing for whatever answer he had for her. “Good! Now that you’ve blown off a little steam, perhaps you’ll allow me to surprise you with the rest of my plan…which I might add has nothing to do with us being separated for any significant length of time.”

Minerva lowered her head and muttered an apology. “I’m very sorry I snapped at you. I’m just not myself lately. I’m just miserable and then when you told everyone else that they were free to leave, I felt trapped because I knew you wouldn’t leave and that meant I would be staying here as well.”

“Shh, enough of that. I realize that tempers are running short and I’ve tried everything I can think of to make this heat wave bearable for us all, especially you my dear. But unfortunately, my attempts have failed. But I have one last idea that might lighten your spirits and make you feel refreshed and happy once more.”

She looked at him with questioning eyes and he could see that he had managed to successfully peak her curiosity. He smiled at her and leaned over to steal a kiss from her petal soft lips. “Tomorrow morning, you will take a portkey to a very upscale London wizarding establishment, where you will be treated to a full body massage, facial, manicure and pedicure. From what I’m told, it will take almost the entire day and all you have to do is enjoy the peace and solitude it offers.” A look of wonderment filled her face as she reached out and placed her hands over his, squeezing them as a show of appreciation.

“Ah, but your journey does not end there. Once you have been truly pampered and feeling like the amazing woman that you are, your portkey will bring you right back here to me, where the remainder of your surprise will be waiting. I refuse to give you any more details on that portion of the day. You’ll just have to wait to see what else I have planned.”

Minerva never said a word as she climbed into his lap and wrapped her arms around his neck. Her lips captured his for a passionate kiss, speaking what her heart could not form into words. Answering her unspoken words with his own gestures of love, he carried her over to their bed and gently laid her among the sheets. With a wave of his hand, the long forgotten fan appeared, blowing a refreshing, gentle breeze across the bed and after another cooling charm placed on her nightclothes and the sheets, Minerva slipped into her first somewhat peaceful sleep in days.

A/N: Thanks for all the wonderful reviews. Hope you have enjoyed this next little bit!

[Nerweniel]

Oh goodness, please continue soon ;D... funny and cute, the perfect combination !

Love,

Liz

[Sensiblyquirky]

so glad you are finishing this! I loved that last little bit, and I'm anxious to see what else dear Albus has in store for Minerva.

Keep up the good work,

Christy

[ginger newts]

Fantabulous update ladies! Can't wait to find out what the rest of the surprise is, I do hope you update soon.

[Rikki]

Oooooh, I just loved that one! Please update soon, the story is just 'bloody brilliant' to quote Ron.

Hugs, Rikki

[QuillofMinerva]

great stuff

update soon

[griseldalafey]

I can't believe I haven't reviewed this yet.

I so feel with Minerva. I hate hot weather. *hugs winter*

Can't wait to see what the rest of Albus' surprise will be

[Jestana]

Oh, can't wait to see what Albus has up his sleeve! Poor Min! I hate hot sticky weather, too. Bleh. Keep going!

[Hogwarts Duo]

Part 5...so sorry to have made you wait...I had computer problems like you would not believe! ^_^

The following morning, Albus kissed his wife awake and was pleasantly greeted with a broad smile as she stretched beside him. “Hmm, I take it that you slept well my dear?”

“I did and I do believe you have a surprise for me today,” she said with a gleam in her eyes. After a good morning kiss, he smiled at her and then winked.

“That I do but you will not get it if you stay in bed all day. You, my dear, have an appointment in London and then a date with a handsome, very romantic older man this evening. So, you’d better get up and dressed. We wouldn’t want you to be late for your day away from reality.” After several more luscious minutes spent in the arms of her wonderful husband, Minerva rose from her bed and took a refreshing shower.

Albus entered the bathroom several minutes after Minerva had entered. His heart was lightened to hear her humming a favorite Scottish tune. His mind quickly raced back to their shower antics from a few days ago and suddenly he felt the urge to join her in the stream of water. Shrugging off his nightclothes, he stepped in behind her and was immediately pushed against the shower wall. “I wondered how long it would take you to join me this morning,” she purred. His answer was lost as she pressed herself against him and began to tease, touch, and caress him with her hands and tongue.

After a rather rushed expression of love in the shower, they noticed the time and had to hurry downstairs to see that their colleagues were ready for their holidays. Bidding each of them goodbye and reminding them when they were to return, Albus produced a portkey for Minerva. Kissing her temple and reminding her to enjoy the day, he watched her disappear and then quickly went to their rooms. He had a lot of work to do.

After what seemed an eternity, it was time to meet Minerva at the gates of Hogwarts. All of the staff had been seen safely off on their holidays and it was just the two of them left at the school, much to their delight. Seeing Minerva looking so refreshed already did his heart a world of good.

“Ahh, I sent my beautiful wife away this morning and she returns to me a goddess,” Albus said as he surveyed her relaxed appearance. Placing a loving kiss to her lips, he smiled as she thanked him for taking such special care of her. “But your pampering is only just beginning my dear. Allow me to help you get more comfortable,” he said as he whipped out his wand and transfigured her more professional robes into a light cotton summer dress, white as the snow and a soft as a cloud. Taking her hand, he led her back towards the school.

As they reached the top of the staircase, Albus asked that she close her eyes and allow him to guide her into the room. Doing as he asked, she kissed his cheek and promptly closed her eyes, anticipating what he had in store for them.

Immediately, her catlike instincts took over and she smelled the wonderful scent of flowers but there were too many to distinguish between the various types. She felt a light breeze swirling around her and before she could utter a word, she felt a pair of loving and strong hands removing the pins from her hair. As the long locks fell across her shoulders and down her back, she sighed deeply as a pair of warm lips met the sensitive spots below each of her ears.

“Minerva,” he whispered, “you may open your eyes.”

[Hogwarts Duo]

Part 6...the end...

Slowly opening her emerald green eyes, a sight unlike anything she had ever seen greeted her. Their rooms held absolutely no furniture. It had all been removed so that the entire room could be transformed into a field of fresh wildflowers. The ceiling had been charmed to resemble a brilliant spring day, not the sweltering summer days they had been experiencing. The sound of birds singing merrily created the music for the afternoon and in the distance, Minerva was certain she heard some sort of stream, as the water trickled lazily towards some unknown destination.

“So, my dear, care to join me for a spring picnic?” Albus turned her to face him and the expression on her face was enough to send his heart soaring like an eagle.

“Oh, Albus…this is all so wonderful. You did all of this just for me?””

“Who else deserves such a treat, my dear? I certainly can’t think of anyone I’d rather spend a lazy day with than my enchanting wife, who just happens to be the most attractive woman to ever walk the earth.”

“Albus Dumbledore,” she exclaimed, slapping his chest playfully. “You are such the flirt! But I love you so much and words can’t express how happy I am,” she answered, kissing the tip of his nose.

Albus led her to a large tartan blanket with tiny sherbert lemons dancing across the fabric. It had been his favorite wedding present from Alastor Moody and one that they rarely used. Helping her to sit, he dropped to his knees beside her and immediately began to unlace her black boots and then pulled them from her feet. After a few minutes of massaging the tired appendages, he placed them in the cool grass and watched as she wiggled her toes, like a little girl just learning the feel of the cool grass. Removing his own constricting footwear, he brushed his feet across hers playfully as they laughed and talked about Minerva’s experience in London.

The picnic basket that he had prepared was a treat to behold. Fresh fruits, whipped cream, champagne, light sandwiches, cheese…almost every imaginable thing one could want could be found in the basket. Pulling the grapes from the wicker box, Albus couldn’t help but feel like a Roman god feeding grapes to his goddess.

Several enjoyable hours were spent on the blanket, eating, laughing, sharing tender touches and passionate kisses. The gentle breeze continued to blow about them and the ceiling overhead changed from one of a spring day to a brilliant blanket of stars.

“Albus, I can’t thank you enough for all you’ve done for me today. I’ve been horrible to live with this week and yet you’ve gone out of your way to do wonderful things for me. I don’t deserve you but I love you with all my heart.”

“But just because the sun has disappeared, doesn’t mean that this is over, my love. Here, lie back in my arms and we’ll watch the stars shoot by and maybe we’ll think of something else to occupy our time,” he said with a mischievous twinkle in his eyes.

“Mmm, I’d like that very much,” was her only answer. Laying her head against his shoulder, they snuggled together and enjoyed the cool night air underneath their makeshift heaven. His long fingers traced feather light patterns across her arms, creating a warming fire inside her as his lips softly made contact with her face and neck. She leaned her head to the side so that he could have complete access to her throat and as he began to tease her, she couldn’t contain the sigh of contentment that had been forming since she walked through the door of their rooms.

“Fancy a midnight swim, my dear?”

Minerva looked at him, unsure of what he had in mind. She had no intentions of leaving this paradise for a swim in the murky waters of the lake. Besides that, the giant squid had been in a foul mood as well and she was certainly not going to press her luck with that beast. “I don’t wish to be rude but I’d rather not have to explain to the healing staff at St. Mungo’s why the Headmaster of Hogwarts was attacked by the squid in the middle of the night.

“Who said anything about going to the lake? I had no intentions of leaving our rooms,” he answered pulling her to her feet. His lips captured hers in a kiss so passionate, Minerva felt as if the heat wave was returning in full force. His tongue darted along her bottom lip, begging for entrance and when it was granted, he wasted no time in stroking her tongue with his.

His hands slid along her back, rubbing circles across her lower back until he gripped her bottom, giving it a playful squeeze and pushing her against him. Feeling his desire for her as it pressed against her leg, she moaned into his mouth and he smiled in return. Breaking the kiss was one of the hardest things he had ever done, yet he wanted to show her the rest of his creation. Once again, leading her by the hand, they made their way to the bathroom.

Stepping inside, Minerva gasped! “Albus, how did you ever manage this? It’s…it’s the most amazing transformation I’ve ever seen.”

“Well, they call me the most powerful wizard for a reason and I thought I’d remind you that not all of my talents have to be directed towards fighting dark wizards and protecting the ones I love.”

The rather plain bathroom had been changed completely. The large marble tub had been turned into large lake of crystal blue water. Minerva wasn’t quite sure how it had been done but at that moment, understanding the principles of the transfiguration weren’t necessary. There would be time enough for questions later. Dipping her fingers into the edge of the water, she was pleased to find it the perfect temperature for a midnight swim.

The woven rugs that normally covered the floor had also been replaced by soft grass and yet another blanket, apparently for later. Slipping his hands around her tiny waist from behind, Albus began to nuzzle into her neck. “Do you like it,” he mumbled against her skin?

“You never cease to amaze me, my dearest. Now how about that swim?” She turned around in his arms and immediately began to unfasten the clasps holding his lightweight robes to his body. Pushing the fabric off his shoulders and down his arms, she ran her hands over his bare chest, teasing his nipples with her palms before taking each one in her mouth in turn.

As she worked her magic on his already aroused and tingling body, he too began undressing the woman who made his blood boil with desire. Each newly exposed bit of her skin was treated to a touch of his lips and hands and before he had successfully removed her robes, she was moaning her needs into he ears, causing shock waves to crash inside him.

Scooping her into his arms, he walked into the lake and set her down gently on her feet. His hands slipped below the water to caress her bottom and the tops of her thighs. Her perky breasts pressed against his chest and he could feel her pebble hard nipples that he longed to bathe with his tongue. Lowering his head, he made his fantasy a reality as he cupped one of her breasts in his hand and began to massage it before pulling the nipple into his mouth, sucking on it firmly and then teasing it with his teeth and tongue.

Her hands, too, were busy roaming over his body, touching him reverently and with a longing that set them both on fire. Dainty hands became lost in the long hair but they soon found the spot at the base of his neck that seemed to always drive him over the edge. Drawing his face even closer to her breasts, she began to tease him with her lower body as well. Before long, neither of them could contain the passion that had built.

Albus conjured a blanket to appear on the water and as he helped Minerva onto the floating fabric. He saw the desire in her eyes and it matched his own as he joined her on their floating bed. Drawing her body on top of his, he marveled at how the moonlight caused her creamy skin to glow. It was as if he was in some fantastic fantasy as Minerva began to move her body over his. Loving hands roamed freely their bodies, as mouths and tongues teased and pleased the most responsive areas.

Soft moans filled the night air as their foreplay reached new heights. No longer willing to deny her body what it craved most, Minerva positioned herself over him and slowly slid down on his hardened desire, crying out the sheer bliss she now felt. Rocking her hips slowly at first, Albus’ large hands gripped her hips and encouraged her to increase her speed. Before long, they were moving in a perfect rhythm, as they continued to float upon the magical lake underneath the stars.

Hours passed and several powerful releases later, Albus levitated the blanket to the shore as Minerva snuggled into his arms, sleeping peacefully. The air around them was much cooler than it had been all week and Albus sighed softly at his creation. His hard work had been rewarded by one of the most romantic nights he had ever spent with Minerva and their lovemaking had been more powerful than even their first passion filled nights.

“Oh gods Albus,” Minerva mumbled in her sleep. “Oh yes..oh Merlin yesssss,” she cried out as she tightened her grip around his waist, dreaming of the wonderful hours they had just spent making love.

“Sleep my darling, sleep,” he whispered, drawing her even closer to him. He knew that they would be extremely sore in the morning but it was an evening they would never forget. Transfiguring a bunch of wildflowers into a brightly colored sheet to cover them, he, too, slipped off into dreamland, picturing his beautiful wife and how she looked as her body shook with passion and release. A broad smile covered his face as he tried to imagine what she would think of what he had planned for day two of their break from the heat wave.

The End!

A/N: If anyone feels so inclined…we’d love to see what YOU think Albus arranged for day two of their break from the heat wave! Hope one of you out there will add to the story for us! Have fun! ^_^ The more lemony the better but any additions would be great!

[delenndumbledore]

Ahhhh.....give me that man...he is too good to be true ;D.

Delenn Dumbledore, who loves pampering with massages etc. (but I get such a treatment only if I pay for it...most men are much too lazy..especially if they are married )

[ginger newts]

Aw, Albus really is the sweetest man ever. This was a wonderful end to your story and that's quite an interesting way to beat the heat. Great job as always!

[Isabelle]

This was steamy! I liked it! Bravo!

Liz

[griseldalafey]

*sigh* he is so romantic... A wonderfull conclusion to a great story.

[Jestana]

Lovely end to the story. I'm so glad that he was able to help her like that. *grin* Bravo!

[Jessabelle]

interesting .. lol .. I wish normal guys would go to all that trouble for women

[TheGryffindorSeeker]

What an old romantic! so wish men were like that, i'd appreciate if a man could cook a meal let alone trying to do something spectacualr as that lol...but anyway loved it such a fantasy for all us women out there for what we want a man to do lol Great Fic!

[sylvadragon]

Well so far I've just read part one, and it was so wonderful, I adored it. The idea of a giant fan was just brilliant. I am the same as Minerva, snuggling up like mad to my boyfriend in the winter cos he's so warm and then finding him too hot in summer. I simply must read parts two and three very very soon.

[Rosemary Dumbledore McGonagall]

This is BRILLIANT! Unfortunately I don't have the pleasure of knowing about snuggling up next to a boyfriend but HO HUM!
Brilliant story all the same.