Post by HappyReader on Aug 15, 2004 23:18:46 GMT -5
Sequel to an earlier story of mine 'Workaholic', found here: www.fanfiction.net/s/1909680/1/
This time it's Albus's turn to miss out on the signs...
There were times when Minerva McGonagall wished she weren’t so much of a perfectionist, and this would be one of those times.
“I don’t quite understand what you mean Minerva. Do you mean to say that this man you have been in love with for the last 25 years is…me?”
The last word was uttered weakly. Minerva, face flushed, could only answer him with a small sheepish nod of her head. But without warning and without waiting to hear his reply, she raised her wand and--
“Obliviate!”
The silver haired and blue eyed man fell silent; he assumed a dreamy expression not too different from his usual appearance.
Minerva sighed. Ever since acknowledging that her feelings for Albus Dumbledore ran far deeper than that of a close friend and after battling within herself whether or not to reveal these feelings, she had attempted on several occasions to tell him. Each time she did, Minerva always found a fault with the way she told him; her posture was too slack, or her inflection was wrong or the wording was too confusing. And each time the result was the same: Albus was blanked with a Memory charm and her revealing, heartfelt confessions were forgotten.
The slim witch smiled sadly at the wonderful wizard before her. Then she leaned forward and pecked the side of his mouth. Who was she kidding, her previous declarations were faultless. Minerva McGonagall, a proud Gryffindor, was a coward plain and simple. The real reason why she placed a Memory charm on him was because she dreaded his reaction. She’d boldly go to death and beyond, but rejection and unrequited love were a different matter.
She composed herself just as he began to regain awareness.
“Are you alright Albus?”
“What…what just happened?”
“You zoned out again. I swear you must have the shortest attention span ever! Goldfishes have longer attention spans than you!”
“I-I did? Oh dear. Perhaps I should see Poppy about this.”
“Yes, you should. In fact, we’ll go now. I have something to tell you along the way…”
This time it's Albus's turn to miss out on the signs...
Obliviate!
There were times when Minerva McGonagall wished she weren’t so much of a perfectionist, and this would be one of those times.
“I don’t quite understand what you mean Minerva. Do you mean to say that this man you have been in love with for the last 25 years is…me?”
The last word was uttered weakly. Minerva, face flushed, could only answer him with a small sheepish nod of her head. But without warning and without waiting to hear his reply, she raised her wand and--
“Obliviate!”
The silver haired and blue eyed man fell silent; he assumed a dreamy expression not too different from his usual appearance.
Minerva sighed. Ever since acknowledging that her feelings for Albus Dumbledore ran far deeper than that of a close friend and after battling within herself whether or not to reveal these feelings, she had attempted on several occasions to tell him. Each time she did, Minerva always found a fault with the way she told him; her posture was too slack, or her inflection was wrong or the wording was too confusing. And each time the result was the same: Albus was blanked with a Memory charm and her revealing, heartfelt confessions were forgotten.
The slim witch smiled sadly at the wonderful wizard before her. Then she leaned forward and pecked the side of his mouth. Who was she kidding, her previous declarations were faultless. Minerva McGonagall, a proud Gryffindor, was a coward plain and simple. The real reason why she placed a Memory charm on him was because she dreaded his reaction. She’d boldly go to death and beyond, but rejection and unrequited love were a different matter.
She composed herself just as he began to regain awareness.
“Are you alright Albus?”
“What…what just happened?”
“You zoned out again. I swear you must have the shortest attention span ever! Goldfishes have longer attention spans than you!”
“I-I did? Oh dear. Perhaps I should see Poppy about this.”
“Yes, you should. In fact, we’ll go now. I have something to tell you along the way…”
Some people can be so stupid. 
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