Post by ginger newts on Oct 13, 2004 17:03:09 GMT -5
Well, here's my entry for this week...I'm not sure I like it, but here it is anyway....
Conversations with Fawkes
“Well, Fawkes, what do you think? I think it’s finally time to find out how Minerva feels about me. Everything is peaceful now, even if it’s only for a short time, Harry Potter is safe with his relatives, and the students are gone for the summer. It’s the perfect time to ask Minerva out to dinner, don’t you think? Okay, then, wish me luck, I’m going to go find her.”
******* 15 Minutes Later ********
“I can’t believe it, Fawkes. She’s in love with someone else already. No, she didn’t tell me. She was asleep when I went into her office and when I called her name she mumbled ‘I love you too.’ She was dreaming about someone, why didn’t I know she was involved already? I wonder who it is... I hope he appreciates her, whoever he is, she’s so perfect and deserves only the best. He better be treating her right, but then I suppose Minerva would only give her heart to someone who deserved it. I just wish it was me. Look, she’s out walking the grounds, I’m going to go look around her office and see if I can find out who she loves. Yes, I know it’s wrong, but don’t you see I have to know. I just can’t believe I’ve lost her before I even had a chance...if only I hadn’t waited so long.... I’ll be back.”
******** 3 Days Later ********
“I was just in Minerva’s rooms for a chess game, no sign of this man she loves anywhere. It was just like her office, most of the pictures were of Minerva and I and the few others were her with Poppy and some other girls. Ha, I wonder what this man would think if he knew she kept so many pictures of herself and another man. And she won’t talk about him at all, anytime I tried to bring the conversation around to relationships she changed the subject. She’s my best friend, I would think she could at least tell me who she’s in love with. I think it’s time to talk to someone else. Lucky Poppy stayed around this summer to reorganize the hospital wing, she would know if Minerva is involved with someone. I think I’ll talk to her tomorrow.”
****** The Next Day *******
“Fawkes! You won’t believe it! Poppy said that Minerva is in love with me! I’ve never felt so wonderful before, like I could run all the way to London and back or maybe even fly – without a broom. She said Minerva never talks about it, but everyone knows. Apparently they all knew I love her as well. I’ve been such a fool all these years, but not anymore. I have to go talk to Minerva, I’ll be back soon.”
****** An Hour Later *******
“Minerva agreed to go to dinner with me on Saturday! She seemed very guarded when I asked her, but now I think she’s looking forward to it. I can’t wait to finally be able to shower her with affection. She’s such a wonderful woman, beautiful, wise, kind, and her smile, Fawkes. Oh, when she smiles at me I can’t think about anything else. And I love the fact that very few others get to see that smile, it’s like she has one she reserves just for me. Why is it only Wednesday? I can’t wait until Saturday night. Everything has to be perfect, I want to take her to dinner and then maybe dancing. She’s such a wonderful dancer when she feels comfortable. I hope this works out, I hope Poppy was right. You might be seeing a lot more of Minerva after this weekend, Fawkes. I’m going to go look at my book of restaurants in London, I have to find the perfect place to take her. I hope she’ll leave her hair down, I’ve only seen it down once or twice, but it’s so beautiful, Minerva is always so beautiful.”
******* Saturday Night ********
“Do I look alright, Fawkes? These robes are new, I hope Minerva likes them. I wonder what she’ll be wearing... She looks beautiful in anything of course, but I hope she’ll wear something in blue, she rarely wears blue but it compliments her eyes so well. Is my hair alright, and my beard? Time to go meet her, I’m so nervous. Wish me luck old friend.”
****** Sunday Morning ******
“Last night was amazing, Fawkes. I wish I could tell you all about our dinner, but I’m very tired. I took Minerva dancing after dinner and I was right, she’s such a good dancer, we danced until they closed the place at four in the morning and then went for coffee. Neither of us wanted the night to end, it was so perfect. It felt so right to finally be holding her in my arms on that dance floor. Oh, and she did wear her hair down. It’s even longer and shinier than I remembered and I finally got to touch it, her hair is so soft. She looked perfect in a set of light blue robes that matched her eyes exactly, they were lighter and more form fitting than her usual robes as well. She hides a lot under those billowy teaching robes. Oh, Fawkes, she’s just so amazing. We never ran out of things to talk about and she smiled nearly the whole evening. When I walked her to her rooms she let me kiss her, there are no words to describe kissing Minerva. I never wanted to let her go. But now I need to take a nap, we made plans to have a picnic lunch on the grounds. I already can’t wait to see her again, I want to spend every moment of my life with her. You’ve been a big help in all of this, Fawkes, I can never thank you enough for listening to me ramble. Here, have a sherbet lemon, I’m going to bed.”
****** A Year Later ******
“I’m going to ask Minerva to marry me tonight, Fawkes. You do think she’s say yes don’t you? I know it’s silly to be so nervous, but I am, I can’t imagine spending even one day without her. Here’s the ring, do you think she’ll like it? It’s been handed down through my family for centuries, legend has it that it originally belonged to Godric Gryffindor himself, though I don’t know if that’s true. Well, Minerva is waiting I better be on time, I don’t want her angry before I propose. I’ll let you know how it goes, wish me luck.”
******* The Next Afternoon *******
“Fawkes! Minerva said yes! I’m the happiest man in the world, my friend. She said yes right away and we spent the rest of the night celebrating, never even made it to dinner. I’m supposed to be getting changed and going to meet her again to discuss plans, she wants to have the wedding as soon as possible. I feel twenty years old again, Fawkes, and I have everything I ever wanted. I’m going to spend the rest of my life making sure she feels as special and amazing as she is. This means I get to wake up every morning for the rest of my life to see her beautiful face and fall asleep every night with Minerva in my arms, I’m so happy. I wonder where she’d like to go on a honeymoon...maybe Greece or Italy... I better get going before she comes looking for me.”
Conversations with Fawkes
“Well, Fawkes, what do you think? I think it’s finally time to find out how Minerva feels about me. Everything is peaceful now, even if it’s only for a short time, Harry Potter is safe with his relatives, and the students are gone for the summer. It’s the perfect time to ask Minerva out to dinner, don’t you think? Okay, then, wish me luck, I’m going to go find her.”
******* 15 Minutes Later ********
“I can’t believe it, Fawkes. She’s in love with someone else already. No, she didn’t tell me. She was asleep when I went into her office and when I called her name she mumbled ‘I love you too.’ She was dreaming about someone, why didn’t I know she was involved already? I wonder who it is... I hope he appreciates her, whoever he is, she’s so perfect and deserves only the best. He better be treating her right, but then I suppose Minerva would only give her heart to someone who deserved it. I just wish it was me. Look, she’s out walking the grounds, I’m going to go look around her office and see if I can find out who she loves. Yes, I know it’s wrong, but don’t you see I have to know. I just can’t believe I’ve lost her before I even had a chance...if only I hadn’t waited so long.... I’ll be back.”
******** 3 Days Later ********
“I was just in Minerva’s rooms for a chess game, no sign of this man she loves anywhere. It was just like her office, most of the pictures were of Minerva and I and the few others were her with Poppy and some other girls. Ha, I wonder what this man would think if he knew she kept so many pictures of herself and another man. And she won’t talk about him at all, anytime I tried to bring the conversation around to relationships she changed the subject. She’s my best friend, I would think she could at least tell me who she’s in love with. I think it’s time to talk to someone else. Lucky Poppy stayed around this summer to reorganize the hospital wing, she would know if Minerva is involved with someone. I think I’ll talk to her tomorrow.”
****** The Next Day *******
“Fawkes! You won’t believe it! Poppy said that Minerva is in love with me! I’ve never felt so wonderful before, like I could run all the way to London and back or maybe even fly – without a broom. She said Minerva never talks about it, but everyone knows. Apparently they all knew I love her as well. I’ve been such a fool all these years, but not anymore. I have to go talk to Minerva, I’ll be back soon.”
****** An Hour Later *******
“Minerva agreed to go to dinner with me on Saturday! She seemed very guarded when I asked her, but now I think she’s looking forward to it. I can’t wait to finally be able to shower her with affection. She’s such a wonderful woman, beautiful, wise, kind, and her smile, Fawkes. Oh, when she smiles at me I can’t think about anything else. And I love the fact that very few others get to see that smile, it’s like she has one she reserves just for me. Why is it only Wednesday? I can’t wait until Saturday night. Everything has to be perfect, I want to take her to dinner and then maybe dancing. She’s such a wonderful dancer when she feels comfortable. I hope this works out, I hope Poppy was right. You might be seeing a lot more of Minerva after this weekend, Fawkes. I’m going to go look at my book of restaurants in London, I have to find the perfect place to take her. I hope she’ll leave her hair down, I’ve only seen it down once or twice, but it’s so beautiful, Minerva is always so beautiful.”
******* Saturday Night ********
“Do I look alright, Fawkes? These robes are new, I hope Minerva likes them. I wonder what she’ll be wearing... She looks beautiful in anything of course, but I hope she’ll wear something in blue, she rarely wears blue but it compliments her eyes so well. Is my hair alright, and my beard? Time to go meet her, I’m so nervous. Wish me luck old friend.”
****** Sunday Morning ******
“Last night was amazing, Fawkes. I wish I could tell you all about our dinner, but I’m very tired. I took Minerva dancing after dinner and I was right, she’s such a good dancer, we danced until they closed the place at four in the morning and then went for coffee. Neither of us wanted the night to end, it was so perfect. It felt so right to finally be holding her in my arms on that dance floor. Oh, and she did wear her hair down. It’s even longer and shinier than I remembered and I finally got to touch it, her hair is so soft. She looked perfect in a set of light blue robes that matched her eyes exactly, they were lighter and more form fitting than her usual robes as well. She hides a lot under those billowy teaching robes. Oh, Fawkes, she’s just so amazing. We never ran out of things to talk about and she smiled nearly the whole evening. When I walked her to her rooms she let me kiss her, there are no words to describe kissing Minerva. I never wanted to let her go. But now I need to take a nap, we made plans to have a picnic lunch on the grounds. I already can’t wait to see her again, I want to spend every moment of my life with her. You’ve been a big help in all of this, Fawkes, I can never thank you enough for listening to me ramble. Here, have a sherbet lemon, I’m going to bed.”
****** A Year Later ******
“I’m going to ask Minerva to marry me tonight, Fawkes. You do think she’s say yes don’t you? I know it’s silly to be so nervous, but I am, I can’t imagine spending even one day without her. Here’s the ring, do you think she’ll like it? It’s been handed down through my family for centuries, legend has it that it originally belonged to Godric Gryffindor himself, though I don’t know if that’s true. Well, Minerva is waiting I better be on time, I don’t want her angry before I propose. I’ll let you know how it goes, wish me luck.”
******* The Next Afternoon *******
“Fawkes! Minerva said yes! I’m the happiest man in the world, my friend. She said yes right away and we spent the rest of the night celebrating, never even made it to dinner. I’m supposed to be getting changed and going to meet her again to discuss plans, she wants to have the wedding as soon as possible. I feel twenty years old again, Fawkes, and I have everything I ever wanted. I’m going to spend the rest of my life making sure she feels as special and amazing as she is. This means I get to wake up every morning for the rest of my life to see her beautiful face and fall asleep every night with Minerva in my arms, I’m so happy. I wonder where she’d like to go on a honeymoon...maybe Greece or Italy... I better get going before she comes looking for me.”
Sweet story! 
Very original POV