An Open Letter to Fanfiction Writers

[beMMADfabulous]

Aww! So sweet. ;D That gives me a warm and fuzzy feeling inside. Albus and Minerva are so adorable together. More, please!!

[blackmagic]

Tea was uneventful. Albus and Minerva talked as they often did about whatever came to mind. The Ministry. The Order. Fred and George Weasley's latest prank. Nearly two hours had passed before they began to work. As Albus vanished the cups and saucers, Minerva moved the small table back to its original place by the wall. As she leaned forward, she could feel someone's eyes on her. When she looked over her shoulder, she saw Albus watching her with a faint smile playing on his lips. He'd never looked at her that way before.

"What are you looking at?" she asked.

"Nothing," Albus replied feigning innocence.

"You were staring at me," Minerva said straightening and turning to face her friend.

"I was not. I don't stare - I admire." Albus said with a touch of indigence.

"Were you admiring me bent over like that, then?" Minerva said with a chuckle.

Silence. The two suddenly became aware that their banter was dangerously close to flirting. It was no just a matter of who would back down first. The air was so tense that not even Fawkes dared to make a sound. Minerva felt like crying for ruining what had been a lovely evening.

"It's gotten very late and I'm sure you'd like some rest. Perhaps we could work on this tomorrow after lunch," Albus said as he gathered his notes and placed them on his desk.

"Yes, I suppose that would be best," Minerva said. She walked toward him a little and then stopped. She looked into his eyes for reassurance and found nothing but confusion. She lowered her head slightly. "Good night, Albus."

"Good night, Minerva." Albus said. He was still trying to think of something to add when he heard the door close behind him. He could not hear Minerva softly crying as she descended the stairs.

Fawkes looked at his wizard and gave a chirp of disdain for his actions.

"Leave me alone!" Albus growled.

The phoenix flew to his perch, still expressing his disapproval of Albus' treatment of his Deputy. Albus went to his computer and began to write. It was a story entitled "Goodnight, My Dear."

[dianahawthorne]

great chapter - please update soon!

[beMMADfabulous]

You make me "aww!" with every chapter. lol. It was funny when Albus "admired" Minerva when she was bent over. ;D It's so sweet that she's his inspiration for writing a story. hehe. Update soon!

[revolutionaryetude]

OHh more please this is really good.

[Annie Laurie]

This fic is beyond cute. More. Soon. Please. *begs*

[tabbykit]

Yay!! More MORE! Please?

[blackmagic]

Posted by I *heart* Honeyduke's

Goodnight, My Dear
Rated safe for all ages.

Please be kind as this is my first piece for you all.



Beauty can blind. It deafen and silence as well. Beauty is a danger to behold, but we are drawn to it like moths to a flame.

We had had tea upon my return to Hogwart's from what my Dear would call bureaucratic nonsense. We talked for hours as we often do. I don't even remember the topic. I remember her, though. The way she smiled when she knew she was right. The way her eyes sparkled in the candlelight. The way she pursed her lips when she disagreed with me. The way her lips looked as she sipped her tea. The way they looked when they formed my name.

When we got up to finally get to work, I watched her as she bent forward to adjust the tablecloth. I noted her graceful movements. I study the drape of her skirt over her bottom as she fussed with the candy dish on the table. I decided that topic needed further study and so I kept studying. That was my mistake. I suppose there is such a thing as too much knowledge. She noticed me as I stood there blissfully learning as much as I could about her figure through her conservative attire.

I had been caught. I tried to escape but alas, age has made me slow and I made a tactical error - I told her I'd been "admiring" her. My words brought us to the point of no return. The point where you either explain how you feel or go home. I hate that point.

I should have told her how lovely she looked. I should have told her how she had been on my mind all evening and then made her laugh with my story about calling the Minister "my dear Minerva" instead of "my dear Minister". Not easy to explain, but it happened that evening. I should have taken her into my arms and told her everything I feel for her. How I love her and will for the rest of my life. I should have kissed her - at least then I wouldn't have been talking.

I should have done all those things, but I didn't. My lion of courage ran off - scared to death by the fierce glare of my favorite little tabby. In an instant the happy glow left her face and her eyes searched mine for answers I didn't have the nerve to give her. The magic of our evening was over. I should have apologized. I should have changed the subject and kept her there with me in hopes that we could muddle through this mess together. I should have done and said so many things, but all I did was turn my back and say "Goodnight, my dear."

I have felt again the burn of the flame. I ask you all for guidance. What do I do now.

Yours,
A. Dumbledore

[beMMADfabulous]

Me: Albus Dumbledore, you go after her right now and tell her how you feel!!

lol

Aww, this is soo sweet! Poor Albus and Minerva. I LOVE this fic! Update soon, please!

[kahpfan]

Have scanned through this quickly and am intrigued by the concept - am now going to read it through properly and enjoy!

[blackmagic]

Albus awoke early the next morning with no better outlook on life. He went to his computer to check his post for advice. He was still shocked that he had sunk so deep that he needed the advice of anonymous muggles.


A post by sugarbaby214

"that was soooooo sad. I hope Albus gets some help soon. More please."


Well, a lot of good that one did. It seemed she was all too anxious to see him suffer more than he already had.

After that, there were about three which just said any sensible combination of "Awww", "More", "Please", and "Update".

There was a post by OSUSprinks which expressed her desire to hit him as well as a piece of advice - "Tell her!" Someone called beMMADfabulous seemed to be scolding him, saying "Albus Dumbledore, you go after her right now and tell her how you feel!!"

"Easier said than done," Albus said grumpily.

Then there was a post by blackmagic.


"You are great writer, but I have to ask - why is Albus such a baby. He's supposedly the greatest wizard of the century. Where is his confidence? Where are his testicles? In my opinion, he needs to find some or grow some and then tell her before she realizes what a whiner he is."


Albus was stunned and his masculinity certainly had taken a hit. He needed advice and went to the one person he could count on for calm rationality.

He stepped from the fireplace and into a darkened office. Seeing that the room was unoccupied, he crossed through it into the bedroom. He saw a figure stir in the bed. He sat on the edge of the bed and shook the person in it until they were awake.

"Minerva," he said urgently. He tried to be sensible and direct. He would tell her how he felt. He would be dashing and elegant. All of that fell apart when he began to "study" her nightgown in the dim lumos light.

"Albus, it's five o'clock in the morning! What do you want?" she said as she shifted in the bed and accidentally bared a bit more of her cleavage.

"Young muggles are yelling at me and they want to hit me and they made fun of my testicles," he stammered.

Dashing and elegant, indeed.

[dianahawthorne]

this was a hilarious chapter - I loved it! Great job, as always!

[Annie Laurie]

Very funny chapter! I think Minerva needs to smack Albus. Hard. Maybe that will knock some sense into him! I agree with "the blackmagic poster". Where is Albus's Gryffindor courage? Albus, women like DOERS not WHINERS! You're not doing anyone any good by anguishing over your secret feelings towards Minerva. Get those feelings out in the open! The only things that should remain secret are keepers, so get out there and dazzle and electrify our favorite deputy headmistress!! I can't wait until the next chapter!! I wanna know what Minerva says to Albus after he wakes her up at 5am!

[revolutionaryetude]

He He He! Yes he needs to take a hit to his gonads and just tell her!

[Rachel]

"Young muggles are yelling at me and they want to hit me and they made fun of my testicles"
Oh my God.What a brilliant line. I'm crying with laughter here, quite literally.

[Nerweniel]

Oh my, Albus might have PMed me for the lemon password *faints* . Fabulous job! Albus writes well, and so do you . Looking forward to more!

[beMMADfabulous]

"Young muggles are yelling at me and they want to hit me and they made fun of my testicles."

*squeals with laughter!* Omgosh, this is great!! Sorry for scolding you, Albus. You know I love you (and this fic!). hehe. Lol Nerweniel at Albus PMing you for the lemon password.

[blackmagic]

"Do you know how completely mad you sound?" Minerva said as she sat up in bed, clearly displeased at having been awakened. She moved over to let Albus it beside her. She was not expecting him to wrap his arms around her waist. "Albus, what are you doing? You are mad, aren't you?" Her wiggling in his arms just made the sensation all the more pleasant for him.

He just held her close to him for a few minutes, feeling her soft, warm body against his. Everything those muggles had writing did not do justice to how it felt. He decided that now was the time. "Minerva, I need to tell you something," he said pulling back from her for a moment.

"I hope it isn't about your testicles," Minerva joked. She was too embarrassed to think clearly. She gave herself over to the moment and snuggled closer. She was barely thinking as she placed a kiss on his cheek. "Now, where are these muggles and why are they mistreating you so?"

"Minerva, before I do that, let me say what I have to say. The explanation about the muggles will take a while and I don't want to risk not telling you. When you asked me if I was mad, I should have said yes. I am mad about you, Minerva. I love you. I know this is sudden, but I came upon me suddenly and I finally realized how much I need you. I think about you all the time. I love you." Albus waited for the stunned woman in his arms to respond.

"Are you joking?" Minerva asked. Albus' silence told her he meant every word. "I think I love you too. I don't know why, but I think you're the love of my life." Nothing she was saying was coming out as she'd like it to. She decided to take a cue from the stories she'd read on-line. She pulled him down on top of her and kissed him more passionately than either of them thought possible. Once they were too tired to continue, they fell asleep in each other's arms. Albus even kissed his love in his sleep.


***One more chapter to go.***

[Annie Laurie]

'BOUT DARN TIME ALBUS! I suppose we can leave his testicles out of it now... but if he ever tries to withhold his feelings from our beloved McGonagall again, I'm going bowling!

[dianahawthorne]

aww...great chapter! But Albus should have said "I'm MMAD!" LOL!

[beMMADfabulous]

"I hope it isn't about your testicles."

LOL! I think you're right, dianahawthorne. ;D I can't wait for the next chapter, but I will definitely be sad to see this wonderful fic end.

[tabbykit]

Awesome! Hmmm....I should think of something more constructive to say no? I mean, one word posts didn't help Albus did they........So is Albus going to tell Minerva his screen name? He should change his name to I*heart*tabbies