Diary of Albus Dumbledore, wizard and old coot

[minerva62]

8.05am: Too late! Minerva has turned in her sleep and put one arm around me! Am trapped! What's that? Minerva whispers my name in her sleep. Wonder what that means. Does she already know I'm here? No, impossible, she would kill me if she knew. Oh Merlin, she smells so sweet and her long black hair feels so soft! Can't get away now....still feel so sleepy...must be the overdose of the sleeping potion...will close my eyes just for five minutes and savour Minerva's closeness...

[Katheryn Mae]

Yay!!!!!!!!!!!! I am so excited ... unless ... well ... I don't know.

[minervamaga]

Oh, please continue! You're doing a good job continuing for Arabella!

[minerva62]

11.00 a.m.
Merlin, what a morning! Am back in my office now.
When I finally woke I looked right into the face of Poppy Pomfrey. I learned that Minerva had tried to wake me up, and when she did not succeed she got worried and called for Poppy. The mediwitch suspected immediately that I've had too much of the sleeping potion and instilled an antidote into me. Minerva asked me why I was in her bed, and I stuttered something about having had a dream about our staff meeting and discussing something with Minerva. I don't know if she accepted this lame excuse but fortunately she seemed to be too worried about my well-being for getting really angry. She is such a dear! I had the impression that Poppy gave me a knowing look but did not say anything. After the antidote I felt brightly awake and summoned my robes from my own bedroom. Before leaving for my tower Poppy told me she would come to see me later. She does not suspect anything, does she?

[Katheryn Mae]

Oh ... excited. xD Can't wait ... can't wait ...

[minerva62]

A/N: This is a glance back at Friday, January 10th.
Someone suggested Minerva's POV and that's what this
chapter is about. Hope you enjoy it.

Friday, January 10th (Minerva's POV)

Took a walk in the early afternoon with Poppy, on the ice and snow covered lake, in the sun. Poppy was still depressed. She told me for the 2000th time that she should have showed Alastor her feelings for him before it was too late. I told her for the 2000th time that I think Geraldine an arrogant bitch and that I cannot see her and Alastor being together for a long time, that I assumed Alastor would sooner or later see the error of his ways and end the relationship. Poppy sighed for the 2000th time but I know she has not yet given up hope completely.

Had tea with Albus in the late afternoon. We discussed the second year curriculum. He was so thoughtful, had ordered some cheese-and-tomato-sandwiches for me while he had toast with tons of jam (shudder).

Suddenly Albus asked me what I think of Geraldine. Told him that I think her an arrogant bitch on which Alastor should not waste his time. Albus looked somehow unhappy, as if he does not approve of Alastor's current relationship as well, but I cannot imagine why.

Shortly after this Alastor came flooing in (speaking of the devil). I immediately stood up and bid Albus farewell, not without casting Alastor an angry look. The nerve of him! First he makes Poppy unhappy, then he disturbs my precious time alone with Albus!

Hope he will get sensible soon. Poppy is right, she should have told Alastor about her feelings sooner, but I'm the one to talk. I'm not any better myself. Don't know if I'll ever bring up the courage to tell Albus how I feel about him.....

It's getting worse with every day. I find myself over and over again daydreaming about Albus and me. Right now I imagine how nice it would be to skip dinner in the Great Hall and having a quiet and intimate dinner with Albus instead, somewhere in a Muggle restaurant where nobody knows us. Some romantic candlelight, some subdued music, a nice talk and deep looks into Albus' bright blue eyes......sight.....

Well, enough of that nonsense, must be going down for dinner.

[phantomgirl]

That was awesome...poor poppy thought.

I can't wait to find out what happens next.

[minerva62]

A/N: Another glance back

Tuesday, January 14th (Minerva’s POV)

Big nougat chocolates: 6 (absolutely untypical of me), ginger newts: 4 (Dobby insisted on me having some to brighten my mood), units of Glenmorangie (my favourite whisky): 2 (am so upset)

21.30
This is so ridiculous! Am furious and upset. In the early evening Alastor came into my office. I thought he wanted to talk about Poppy with me, but then he started stammering something about not sharing my feelings and that we were only friends. I was somehow bewildered what he was talking about and then it turned out that Albus (!) had told him I was madly in love with him (Alastor)! Just can’t believe it !!!!!! What on earth made Albus think this? Maybe it is his wishful thinking? That would mean that he does not in the least have romantic feelings for me. Exactly like I always feared.

It was so humiliating standing there in front of Alastor. First I did not know how to react. Laugh? Cry? Explode? Faint?

I had already flushed deeply and gaining back my voice I managed to say quite calmly: “Well, Alastor, Albus obviously is wrong as I am not in love with you, have never been and will never be. So don’t worry.”

I could tell that Alastor felt very awkward as well as he had flushed nearly as much as me. He then sallied out of my office.

I was unable to work anymore as I had only woolly thoughts so I went after Alastor and straight to the office of Albus Dumbledore. I was so upset and in such a rage that I was ready to hex him into the next century.

I had to lock twice before Albus called for enter. Alastor had already fled through the fireplace for which I was thankful as I had no desire to see him again too soon. I could do nothing else but shriek at Albus. He got to his feet immediately and gave me a very stupid explanation. He had noticed that I had reacted angrily when I had learned from him about Alastor seeing Geraldine. So he had thought I was in love with Alastor and jealous about Geraldine. Merlin, what an unbelievable, completely lunatic train of thought! And what if Poppy already knew about this nonsense!

I could not help but going on yelling at Albus. I told him that Poppy has been in love with Alastor for the last 20 years at least, and that I had been worried about her learning about Alastor’s new girlfriend. I was very relieved to learn that Poppy did not know about Albus’ absurd ideas.

Albus apologized and told me that he never meant to hurt my feelings. He looked so embarrassed that I felt the impulse to go over to him and take him into my arms. I did not know what to say. I hardly could have said:”I am not in love with any man but you, Albus, and will never be”, could I? So I walked out of Albus’ office without a word.

Now, after 2 whiskys, the chocolates and ginger newts I feel a little nauseous but much calmer. Still can’t believe how Albus could think I was in love with Alastor! How could he misinterpret my behaviour like this! Am all confused. Need time for myself to rearrange and clear my thoughts and feelings. Will take a hot relaxing lavender bath and then go to bed.

[Katheryn Mae]

Ah - love it all.

[minerva62]

A/N: Thanks for the reviews. Here’s another glance back.

Thursday, January 16th (Minerva’s point of view)

Chocolates: 10 (help brighten my mood), units of Glenmorangie: 1 (Very good, this is just medicine)

7.30 a.m.
Am still cross with Albus. How could he put me into such an embarrassing situation? Even if he thought I were in love with Alastor, why couldn’t he just keep his big mouth shut? Why did he have to tell Alastor? Maybe he thought himself a very clever matchmaker. Maybe he thought that Alastor were in love with me, too, and maybe he hoped that Alastor would marry me. Maybe Albus wants to get rid of me, maybe he wants me to leave the school. Maybe he’s already looking for another deputy. Someone younger and more attractive. Not an old bat like me. The more I think about it, the more angry I get. Wish I could discuss this with Rolanda, she knows about wizards and their follies. But if she knew about this incident, she’d laugh her butt off. No help… being laughed at is the last thing I need now. Well… must go down to breakfast.

8.30 a.m.
Met Albus at breakfast (naturally). Tried not to talk to him. When he asked me to pass him the eggs I did so saying: ’There you are, Professor Dumbledore’. If he wants to replace me by a younger and prettier witch I’d better keep my distance.

4.00 p.m.
Albus called after me when I crossed the hall to go upstairs to my rooms. I pretended not to hear. Am not in the mood for a talk with him. Maybe he wants to dismiss me.

7.15 p.m.
Came back into my office after dinner in order to correct some first-year essays to find that a bunch of yellow roses has been delivered for me, with a little piece of parchment attached to it saying: ‘From Albus Dumbledore’. Now I can’t remember the meaning of yellow roses. Farewell, sorry, admiration or friendship? Bet it’s farewell. This is as good as a dismissal. How can I concentrate on my work?

8.15 p.m.
Albus came by and wanted to talk to me. I could not bear him telling me I’m fired, so I told him I had a lot of work to do and refused to let him in. He got angry and demanded the flowers back. He surely could have that! I took the bunch and threw it into his face. Well done! If he dismisses me now, there is one true reason at least.


Friday, January 17th

2.00 p.m.
How could my mind come up with such nonsense? There was never a thought of replacing me. Have made up with Albus again. He seems to be as happy as me about it.

This morning I was so unnerved that I was not able to eat anything. So at noon I decided to skip lunch and went for a walk around the lake. Then I wanted to sit down on one of the benches behind some trees. Approaching the bench I suddenly heard Albus’ voice from behind the trees, so I stayed where I was. Through the trees I could see Albus and Neville Longbottom sitting on one of the benches. I could hear Albus talking to Neville, who was sobbing because he had been bullied by Draco Malfoy and his cronies Crabbe and Goyle. Neville has hardly any self-confidence. Albus told Neville about his own first years at Hogwarts and that it took him some time to gain real friends. He told Neville that the other students had called him ‘Wet Pants Dumbledore’. I did not know about that! Well, honestly speaking, there are a lot of things I do not know about Albus Dumbledore…

Anyway, Albus’ speech made Neville feel better and he finally rose and went back to the castle. I was so overwhelmed with Albus’ love and understanding for his students, and how he can make everyone feeling better.

I went over to Albus and could not help smiling at him. I told him I had heard everything.

Albus offered me his arm which I took willingly and we set off for a short walk. Albus apologized to me again, and I accepted. He asked me if the ‘Wet Pants Dumbledore’ could stay between the two of us. I had to laugh about his modesty, but I promised I would not tell anyone else. Now I’m having a secret with Albus…How exiting and somehow romantic…

8.00 p.m.
Had a wonderful dinner. Was very hungry and ate the hot-pot with good appetite. The dessert was blanc-mange with raspberries which I love very much. During dinner Albus and I talked only to each other, it was a little bit like an intimate dinner alone with him…

Am very happy! Would like to hug Albus!

[minerva62]

Saturday, January 18th

Units of hot chocolate with whisky: 5 (think I’m a little tipsy)

11:30 pm
After dinner Albus asked me if I would like to play a game of chess with him. I willingly accepted. I so love our evenings together, when we play chess, drink some tea or hot chocolate and have a little chat.

Tonight Albus made hot chocolate with whisky for us. We played a game of chess (which Albus won) and then we talked about Poppy and Alastor. We decided to play matchmaker for them. But Albus’ ideas about playing matchmaker are really boring and, in my opinion, will stay fruitless. Albus suggested they should go out for dinner some time, and we should write anonymous love letters. I think that dangerous because there could be another mix-up.

I suggested we should lock the two into a broom cabinet or play ‘spin the bottle’ by bewitching the bottle so that Alastor and Poppy would have to kiss all the time. (How I wish someone would do this to Albus and me….but nobody knows…and Albus would be humiliated or disgusted…).

Anyway…it was a wonderful evening we had together…laughed a lot…in the end we each had had 5 hot chocolates with whisky…I felt a little tipsy and decided it would be better to retire to my rooms, before I did anything stupid, like hugging Albus…Will sleep well tonight and maybe dream about Albus…

[mercifulheavens]

Of course she is going to dream about Albus! I adore this story! Looking forward to more!

mercifulheavens

[phantomgirl]

Nice update!....i can't wait to find out what happens next

[minerva62]

A/N: Thank you so much for the reviews, mercifulheavens and phantomgirl. I'm glad you're enjoying this.

Here's another glance back from Minerva's POV:

Tuesday, January 21st

7:30 pm
Disaster day. It happened during the last afternoon Transfiguration class of the third years. While trying to transform a teapot into a tortoise, Lee Jordan did a wrong pronunciation of the switching spell and thus made all animal cages disappear. Mr. Jordan was so shocked himself, that I do not believe he did it on purpose.

A racoon was out of the classroom before anyone could say ‘Flobberworm’. There was an incredible hullabaloo. Some silly students screeched and clambered onto their desks, some tried to catch the animals by running around the classroom without paying attention to where they went. The noise was so deafening that Filius Flitwick came running as fast as he could on his short legs. He helped me to summon the animals after I had made the cages reappear. Then Albus came along and brought back the racoon. It turned out it had escaped to Albus’ office, disturbing a meeting with Fudge. I had the impression that Albus was not too upset about this disturbance.

Albus watched while Filius and I were putting the animals back into their cages. I had to make sure that each animal got its own cage. Then Filius left and I fed the animals while talking to them in a low, calming voice. When I turned I realized that Albus was sitting on my desk, staring at me somehow petrified. There was a particular expression on his face, his eyes seemed to shine even more blue than usual. The way he sat there, rooted to the spot, gave me the impulse to rush over to him, hug him and tell him how I’m feeling. But instead I only asked him if something was wrong.

Albus got to his feet and said: ’Minerva’. Then followed a short moment of hesitation during which I had the absolutely insane feeling he was going to tell me that he loves me. But he just said: ‘ I like to watch you taking care for the animals’. He then offered me his arm and together we went to the Great Hall for dinner.

[Katheryn Mae]

Aww. I loved the ending of this one. Sorry I haven't be reviewing in a while - must get back to it!

[Gifted]

This is a really good story! I'm enjoying it!

[minerva62]

A/N: Thank you so much for your reviews, tabby[hearts] and Gifted! Glad you're still enjoying the story! ;D

Well, here's another part from Minerva's point of view.
(I'll come back to Albus' point of view soon, although I must admit that it's easier for me to write Minerva's POV)


Wednesday, January 22nd

8:00 pm
At dinner Albus looked terribly tired. This wizard is working too hard! And I suppose he does not eat properly. Too many sweets, not enough fruit and vegetable. I advised him to have an early night. He seemed to be grateful for my concern. He definitely needs someone to look after him!



Thursday, January 23rd

7:00 am
Had just woken up when I heard someone knocking on my door. It was Albus! He did not look as if he had followed my advise for an early bedtime. He must have seen my stern face for he said:
‘I went to bed early, Minerva, but I slept badly’.

Albus asked if he might borrow one of my books. I told him he was free to comb through my bookshelves. He finally came up with Jane Austen’s ‘Sense and Sensibility’.
Maybe this will make a perfect easy bedtime reading for him…


10:30 am
Albus definitely has to see Poppy! When he did not appear at breakfast I went looking for him, already a little concerned. I found him in his office, sleeping on his desk. I had to shake him by his shoulders to wake him up. Albus told me that he had been sleeping poorly for some nights now. This is not healthy, this can’t go on! I insisted on him visiting Poppy.

As I know that Albus needs some persuasion to see Poppy, I brought up the subject again during breakfast. Albus did not find it necessary to have an examination by Poppy (naturally), but he told me that it was ‘very sweet’ of me to worry about him. Oh Merlin, I could not help blushing at those words! Hope Albus did not notice!



Saturday, January 25th

10:00 pm
Had a word with Poppy today as Albus still does not look any better. He nearly resembles a zombie. Poppy promised me to examine Albus, and so she did. Normally she is not allowed to tell me anything about her patients, but as I was so worried she at least told me that she had given Albus a strong sleeping potion. I hope that will help him!

[Katheryn Mae]

For some reasons, I like reading Minerva's POV - it tells how sees feeling all during this time. And you're welcome - I like stories like this.

*Edit: And I must say - I'm looking forwards to the part when she wakes up and find him in her bed.

[minerva62]

Jan 25, 2009 13:54:33 GMT -5 Katheryn Mae said:

*Edit: And I must say - I'm looking forwards to the part when she wakes up and find him in her bed.

Well, here we go:

Sunday, January 26th

8:00 pm
What a day! Went to bed early last night as I was quite tired. Had taken a relaxing hot lavender bath and had pampered my skin with my vanilla body lotion. Had a wonderful dream about Albus lying next to me and holding me tight. I could even smell his lemon and chocolate scent in my sleep. I sighed contently and whispered his name…….

Waking up I found to my greatest astonishment that Albus was really lying in my bed, sound asleep.! I was pleased and shocked at the same time! What had happened? And why?

I called Albus’ name to wake him up, but without success. I shook him by his shoulders like the other morning in his study, but he kept on snoring. I started to worry. I took a cold wet washcloth and put it onto his face, but he kept sleeping. I suspected he might be unconscious, so I finally called Poppy, although I felt embarrassed with Albus lying there in my bed, but I decided that Albus’ health was more important than my reputation.

When Poppy saw Albus she rolled her eyes.
‘Two drops, I said’ she murmured annoyed, ‘should have known he’d take more, but that much more…’.
Poppy gave Albus a potion and to my relief he finally woke up. He seemed to be as surprised as I had been when he recognized where he was. He told me he had had a dream about our staff meeting…..well, curious affair…

Albus went back to his rooms and I asked Poppy what she thought about all that. Poppy told me that sleepwalking at Albus’ age most likely is a sign of psychosocial conflicts, probably unconscious. Poppy thinks that Albus is over-worked and needs a timeout. But we both agreed that he would never take this timeout, now in the middle of the term, without being forced.

Poppy suggested I should prepare a portkey and take Albus somewhere for some days. I first protested – What would everyone think about me and Albus alone somewhere?- but Poppy said it was my duty as Albus’ deputy to help him relaxing and regaining his strength. Think I saw a twinkle in her eyes as she said this. Well, maybe she’s right…As I said, Albus needs someone to look after him. I’ll think about it.

[minerva62]

Right, here comes Albus' POV again. - After all this story is named 'The Diary of Albus Dumbledore' ;D

Monday, January 27th (Albus’ POV)

7:30 am
Woke up in my own bed, thank Merlin.

Last night I feared waking up in Minerva’s bed again. Not that I terribly minded… It was somehow very nice to lie there next to her, inhaling her wonderful scent and hear her breathing. It was so comforting, relaxing and somehow natural, like waking up at home, where you belong. But on the other hand it was dead embarrassing, especially with Poppy being there. I was determined to do everything to avoid another scene like this. But I was afraid that exactly this would happen again, that I would sleep-walk to Minerva’s room because my unconscious mind would lead me to this place where I feel so well. So I had to make some precautions: I cast a binding spell on my legs, so I could not move anywhere. That was one of my more ingenious ideas! Just wonder for how many nights I’ll have to bind myself….

[minerva62]

Monday, January 27th (Minerva’s POV)

8:00 pm
Dreamed again of Albus last night, but woke up alone. Felt a bit disappointed. Must pull myself together…

Exhausting Monday. Feel like taking a hot relaxing bath and going to bed. Will think tomorrow about a way to take Albus to a relaxing little holiday.

[phantomgirl]

That was an awesome update keep it up!
I can't wait to find out Albus and Minerva's holiday together.

[Katheryn Mae]

Amazing ... and thankies! You wrote a scene for the part I wanted to read the most. ;D

[minerva62]

Tuesday, January 28th

7:30 am (Albus’ POV)
Woke again in my own bed. At 5:00 am. Have lain awake since then. My legs are very stiff from the binding spell. They hurt during the day. This can’t go on. But on the other hand I can’t start sleepwalking again either. Don’t know what to do.

Had again difficulties to fall asleep. Poppy had been here last night and gave me exactly two drops of the sleeping potion. She took the vial with her. After two hours the potion started to work. This can’t go on. Need to sleep more. Am all tired during the day.

Lost my appetite, even for chocolate and sherbet lemons. Can’t stop thinking of Minerva. Hate myself for that. Don’t know what to do.


8:00 pm (Minerva’s POV)
This can’t go on. Albus looks terrible. I know that Poppy gave him two drops of the sleeping potion, but it looks like the potion has no effect on Albus at all. He definitely needs to sleep. And to eat properly. Looks like he’s lost his appetite. He did hardly eat anything for meals.

I’m thinking about taking Albus to my little cottage. The landscape there is beautiful and we could go for walks around the lake. The air is healthy and I’m sure Albus will be able to relax there and sleep better.

As Albus looks so dreadful I decided to leave tomorrow afternoon. Talked to Poppy about this idea and she’s all enthusiastic.

Poppy and I talked to Filius. He also thinks that it’s about time for Albus to get better. He agreed on taking over the management of the school for some days. Pomona agreed on taking charge of my classes. She is such a dear!


Wednesday, January 29th (Albus’ POV)

8:30 pm
Can’t believe it! Just woke up from a two hour’s nap! Feel already better.

At 3:00 pm Minerva had entered my office with a laundry basket. For a split second I wondered if she was looking for dirty socks. She ordered me to hold on to the basket, and before I could say ‘Sherbet Lemons’ we had landed near a lake in a beautiful Highland landscape. The laundry basket was a Portkey!

Minerva led me to a little cottage and explained that we would stay there for some days, until I felt better. She told me that she and Poppy had decided that I needed some days off to find back to good sleep and appetite.

I protested and told Minerva that I could not leave the school alone for such a long time, But Minerva informed me that Filius has taken over the management and that she regarded him as quite capable to replace me for some days. As Filius has my fullest trust and is a very competent wizard I had no more objections.

Minerva told me that she bought the little cottage some years ago and that she usually spends her holidays there. It’s a cosy little place which I liked at once.

Minerva prepared some tea and some sandwiches and sitting there, alone with Minerva, I found my appetite and realized how hungry I was. I ate three sandwiches, then lay down on the settee where I soon fell asleep.

[minerva62]

Thursday, January 30th (Albus’ POV)

11:00 pm
Oh sweet Merlin, I feel so well!

Last night after my nap Minerva made us some soothing chamomile tea with honey, and we sat and talked. I always feel so much at ease when I’m with Minerva!

At 11:30 pm Minerva decided it was time for bed. Blushing deeply she suggested that I should sleep in her bed, as the night I had been sleepwalking to her rooms I had slept very well. I had been under the influence of the overdosed sleeping potion then, but still.

Minerva recommended a relaxing hot shower for me before going to bed. After that she gave me a red tartan flannel nightgown she had purchased for me. She had put a warming spell on the sheets and the covers and laying there in bed felt like being sheltered in a warm bird’s nest.

When Minerva had slipped under the covers and lain down next to me I could feel her warmth and smelled her sweet scent. I felt the urge to snuggle closer to her, but stayed where I was, enjoying Minerva’s presence and relaxing until I fell into a deep slumber.

I dreamed that Minerva and I married. Minerva wore a thin robe under which I could see her beautiful body. I grew very excited and woke up. It was still dark and I could feel Minerva laying very close to me. During her sleep she had snuggled into my arms. Hoping she would not wake up and feel my erection, I drifted off to sleep again.

When I woke again it was bright day and I found myself alone in the bed. It was already 10:00 am! Merlin, I had not slept that long for ages!

On my way to the loo I saw Minerva preparing breakfast in the kitchen. We sat down at the little kitchen table overlooking a beautiful garden and had eggs, toast and tea. Minerva had set up a bird feeder and while enjoying our breakfast we watched the birds.

After breakfast we took a 3-hours-walk around the lake. It was cold but the sun was shining brightly. It felt good to have the fresh air filling my lungs. And it felt wonderful walking there next to Minerva, admiring the sky, the water, the landscape and talking about everything under the sun. There was a moment when we were standing at the lake shore, looking for Minerva’s little cottage on the other side, when I wanted to tell Minerva how I feel for her. But I did not dare, even not when she smiled at me and took my hand to lead me further on the path.

Returning to the cottage at 5:00 pm we had tea in the living room, again overlooking the garden through large windows. While I was still sleeping in the morning, Minerva had made a pear-cake which she offered me now. It was very good. I did not know that Minerva is such a good cook!

After tea we played chess. I had some difficulties to concentrate, as I could not help studying Minerva’s beautiful features. She seemed to be very much at ease. Seemed to enjoy herself immensely.

After I had lost three games in a row I cleared my throat and said:

‘ Thank you, Minerva. Thank you for this perfect day and for a night full of deep sleep. It is so sweet of you to care so much for a barmy old codger like me. You give me so much warmth, my dear, and I feel so relaxed and at ease when I’m with you.’

Minerva looked deep into my eyes.

‘Well, Albus, I’m glad that you feel so well in my company, as I also feel exceptionally well when being with you. And I’m also glad that you slept so well last night. You look already more rested.’

‘Well, Minerva’, I said (‘it’s now or never’ I thought),
‘I assume that my good sleep is the result of your closeness last night’ (I could not help blushing slightly).

Minerva blushed deeply at these words.

‘Well, Headmaster’, she said,
‘does this mean that in the future I will always have to sleep in your bed, to guarantee for a good night’s sleep?’

I gave Minerva a twinkling smile.

‘I would not mind, my dear’, I said,
‘I guess that your presence in my bed would also keep me from further sleepwalking, as I would be exactly at the very place and with the very person of my dreams and longings’.

With these words I rose, gently took Minerva’s face between my hands and gave her a light kiss on her lips.

‘I love you, my dear Minerva’, I whispered,
‘I have been loving you for ages.’

Minerva returned the kiss.

‘And I love you, you crazy old coot’, she said beaming at me.

‘Now, I think it’s time for a little nap, don’t you think?’ I said.

We snuggled together on the settee. I gently touched Minerva’s lips with my fingertips and let my fingers run through her long tresses. She moaned contently. We went on kissing and stroking…I must admit that we did not sleep this time…



Friday, January 31st (Albus’ POV)

8:00 pm
Minerva and I have returned to Hogwarts this afternoon. I feel better than I ever have in my life. I’m no longer afraid of lonely sleepless nights or of sleepwalking. Instead I’m looking forward to many nights spent with my love Minerva, with sleep or without.

All in all this January has been an exceptionally good beginning of the year!


THE END


A/N: This story was started in the section ‘Humor’. I’m very sorry I’m not talented in writing humorous stories. This would fit better into the romance section. Hope some of you like it anyway.

[Katheryn Mae]

Amazing!! This is just amazing! And don't worry - seeing I'm a dark, angst lover, I loved the humor in this!

[phantomgirl]

The Ending was awesome!!!

[mercifulheavens]

I agree with phantomgirl... the ending was amazing. You wrote the finish very well. I thought it was humourous. So sorry that I did not review before. I'm ill and did not notice that you had written anymore of the story.

It was fantastic. I adored it!

[Mandy McGonagall-Dumbledore]

That was AMAZING!!! I LOVE IT!!! *~*

[_Lil_]

I love this story and the ending is great ❤️



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