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Post by Isabelle on Jun 4, 2005 13:03:09 GMT -5
WOAH! Has Angus got bad timing! I wasn't expecting that to happen. I really like how this is coming along!
Liz
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Post by Miss Q on Jun 4, 2005 13:30:10 GMT -5
This is an amazing story !!! Thank you for sharing it! But I have to agree with the others... that Angus fellow has extremely bad timing!!! M
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Post by Karlynne on Jun 5, 2005 10:34:00 GMT -5
I’ll Hold Your Hand
Chapter Nine
Albus led Angus MacWhannell into the living room and offered him a seat. Minerva had risen when she heard footsteps but the surprise on her face was obvious.
Minerva looked at Angus MacWhannell and felt her heart give a jolt. He was just a reminder of what she couldn’t have. She didn’t like that she felt a connection to this man that would always be nothing more than a name to her.
“I wanted to come by to speak with you. You see, I lied to you when you came by my house.”
Albus’ eyebrows went up but Minerva remained motionless.
“So you’re saying you did spend the weekend with my mother?”
“Yes, I did.” He had the decency to look guilty for having lied to her.
“So it’s possible that you are in fact my father?” she asked.
“I would say it’s highly likely. You look so much like my daughter Maggie. I thought so the night you came over.”
But still he hadn’t said anything. She didn’t know which was worse, not knowing who her father was, or being rejected by him. “In other words you didn’t want to acknowledge me.”
Angus shifted in his seat. “I don’t blame you for being angry and hurt. You’re going to like me even less when I tell you why I lied.” He sighed before folding his hands and wiping his face with them.
“I was married when I spent the weekend with your mother.”
This just keeps getting better and better thought Minerva. At least now she knew why he lied and it was a little better than thinking it was because he didn’t want to have anything to do with her.
“Did she know?”
Angus nodded his head. “We spent the first night talking for hours. We didn’t plan on getting together. Your mother was just so passionate about life that we were drawn to each other.”
“I apologize for storming into your life. I never even thought that you might have a family or I would have approached things in a different manner.”
“I love my wife and this would hurt her. You are only a few months younger than my daughter, Maggie.” Angus sucked in a deep breath. “I wanted you to know the truth and to ask you not to encroach on us. If my wife and daughter weren’t here it would be different but I don’t want to ruin our happy home.”
The words he used would have crushed Minerva earlier but she happened to agree with him. She was finding home as a place where her heart lay and the graying man seated across from her did not fill her with thoughts of family and devotion.
She looked at the two men across from her, one representing her past and the other her future. She stood and offered her hand to Angus.
“I believe I can rest now that I know who you are. I certainly don’t want to intrude into your life or the one you’ve built with your wife and daughter. I appreciate your telling me the truth and I wish you the best.”
Angus’ relief was visible and he shook hands with Minerva with vigor. “Thank you for understanding.” He looked like he wanted to say more but the pause was all Minerva needed to began escorting him to the door.
“He didn’t deserve your kindness,” remarked Albus softly as the door closed.
“I was wrong,” she admitted. “I thought he was my last chance at having a family, a home.”
Albus wrapped his arms around her and squeezed gently. “There’s more to family than bloodlines and a home is simply a place where you’re loved.” His eyes spoke volumes as he stepped back.
Minerva felt choked. She gave a nod and allowed him to settle her on the sofa in the living room.
Albus arranged dinner on a tray and they consumed roast beef with all the trimmings before banishing the dishes to the kitchen. Neither said much but Minerva found comfort as he kept her safely tucked next to him until bedtime.
Minerva hummed softly as she puttered around the house. She was waiting for Albus to return home. It was funny how she thought of his house as her home now. He refused to give her any more work and insisted she stay home and care for the house instead. She had argued forcibly but he was adamant and equally insistent that he preferred the meals she provided above everything else. He also told her that the help she had given him in helping him to overcome his anxiety attacks would keep him indebted to her for years to come.
He still had moments where he felt he might have another but they were becoming the exception and not the norm. They had spent the past week petting heavily on the sofa. He teased her about reliving his second youth while she retorted she was making up for what hers lacked. She could now reach for him and touch him without warning and he was anxious to move to the next step.
Last night she had touched him more intimately than she had ever done and they had been hard pressed to stop. Panting heavily he had been only five seconds from removing her last article of clothing when she had made mention of not being prepared to prevent pregnancy. He had also been unprepared so they had calmed down but not before he had ground his hips against hers in frustration.
Minerva would have to visit a mediwitch soon in order to obtain a potion to prevent a baby. Her grandmother had taken a year to overcome her panic attacks and even then there had been times when one threatened and she had needed to diffuse the situation. Albus’ attacks weren’t as severe nor were they triggered by more than one event but she had expected it to take more than a month before he was in control again.
Minerva heard the front door opening and ran to greet Albus. He stood on the threshold with torn robes and his face was covered in sweat and grime.
“Albus! What happened?”
“There was a disturbance at Honeydukes today,” he answered. He gave her a peck on the cheek and removed his outer robe.
Minerva sent the robe to the laundry room where she would have to take care of it later, if it were salvageable at all.
“Honeydukes displayed a new candy today and several of the female customers were upset. It became a riot.”
“They asked you to help out?”
Albus smiled sheepishly. “I was in there browsing.”
Minerva’s mouth opened in horror. She could imagine the push of a crowd of women pressing against Albus. It wasn’t a sexual situation but that wouldn’t necessarily be the only type of trigger for his attacks.
“Did you apparate away?”
Albus refused to lift his eyes to meet hers. “I was going to do just that when I noticed the women were pressing closer and closer to the jars of sherbet lemons. I couldn’t let the entire supply be destroyed.”
“What did you do?”
“I pushed my way to the front of the crowd and used my body to shield the candies from harm.”
Minerva burst into laughter. The mirth was contagious and Albus joined in. He stopped to continue.
“They were grabbing at me and pushing me but I couldn’t let them destroy my favorite candy.”
Minerva wiped tears of joy from her eyes. “I would dub you a hero but I fear your gallantry was self-serving.”
“I am wounded. I prevented injury to the shopkeeper as well.” Albus tried to look indignant but failed.
Minerva carefully moved into reach and kissed his nose. “You, sir, are in need of a bath. Off you go.”
Minerva watched him leave and shook her head. She had noticed Albus had several canisters of the candies around his office and throughout his home but his desire for the tart treats knew no bounds.
She went into the kitchen to begin dinner. Shepherd’s Pie was easy to make and she had all the ingredients on hand. Half an hour later the pie was in the oven when she heard Albus calling for her.
She followed his voice into his bedroom and knocked. He called again so she entered and approached the bathroom. Albus was still in the tub only he was clean now and his skin was nicely pink from scrubbing.
“I’ve just drawn a fresh bath so I could soak and I thought you might like to join me.”
Minerva watched his eyes carefully. His expression was playful and his blue orbs twinkled mischievously. “Or if you’d rather, I could join with you.”
His play on words wasn’t lost on her. “Are you sure?”
Albus stared at his lap. “I’m sure. I bought the potion today. I don’t think we should have children until our second or third anniversary. I want you for myself for awhile.”
“A-a-a-lbus?” Minerva stood still and she felt a pounding in her ears. Did he say anniversary? With a cry of joy she ran to him and fell on him. He caught her as she tumbled into the water fully dressed. Her lips found his and all thought was chased from his head as he concentrated on the woman, the love of his life, in his arms.
The End (Had to end it, we weren’t looking for a lemon, right?)
I don’t want anyone to think that anxiety attacks dissipate as quickly or as easily as depicted in this story. After reading up on the subject I’ve learned that although medication and methods learned through psychotherapy can lessen the severity and/or frequency of the occurrence of attacks, there isn’t a proven cure or method that works on everyone. I have no intention of belittling these painful episodes. Karlie
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Post by Jaya on Jun 5, 2005 10:42:56 GMT -5
DAMN!!!!
NO LEMON!?!?!?!
Oh well... it was still a wonderful story! I liked the ending... Albus proposal and the bathtub bit...
Thank you so VERY much for sharing!!!!!
Jaya ;D
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Post by tayryn on Jun 5, 2005 10:45:53 GMT -5
now that was just a very sweet ending! lemon or not!
thank you ever so much for sharing this story with us!!
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Post by ginger newts on Jun 5, 2005 10:55:59 GMT -5
What a lovely ending. A lemon would have been nice, but not necessary...there was enough steaminess and that ending was just perfect. Who proposes from the bathtub? Thanks again so much for sharing this with us, I really enjoyed it.
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Post by angeldust on Jun 5, 2005 11:04:08 GMT -5
wonderful end What a original way to propose
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Post by TartanPhoenix on Jun 5, 2005 11:14:07 GMT -5
Wonderful ending, even without the lemon. I'm glad you decided to post this story.
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Post by Lady Lavendar on Jun 5, 2005 11:26:54 GMT -5
The ending was beautiful even without the lemon! I'm glad you posted this story!!!
LL
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Post by JKMcGonagall on Jun 5, 2005 12:13:05 GMT -5
Thank you for posting this story. Karlie was so talented. I truly enjoyed every word of it. The proposal from the bathtub and her tumbling in fully clothed was sweet.
Kay
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Post by Karmin on Jun 5, 2005 13:17:08 GMT -5
Thank you so much for sharing this story with us. I enjoyed it and Albus proposing from the bathtub seemed like something he would do.
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Post by TheGryffindorSeeker on Jun 5, 2005 13:43:20 GMT -5
Wow! that was brilliant!. The ending was totally diffenent yet lovely and romantic lol , great fic , you should do a lemon for it as a little follow up
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Post by Miss Q on Jun 5, 2005 14:20:26 GMT -5
*sigh* wonderful and romantic ending to a lovely story.... I won't nag about a lemon... even if it would be nice... M
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Post by Hogwarts Duo on Jun 5, 2005 14:26:07 GMT -5
That was just priceless...a proposal from the bathtub. I dare say that the shepherd's pie was long forgotten after that! giggles! And like everyone else, I really enjoyed this and THANK YOU for posting it so we could all enjoy!
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Post by Isabelle on Jun 5, 2005 16:11:52 GMT -5
That was such a cute ending. I'm sad that it's over though! I wish there was more.
BTW, GryffindorSeeker, I love your signature and your avatar!
Liz
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Post by QuillofMinerva on Jun 6, 2005 0:52:48 GMT -5
Have throughly enjoyed reading this story and though its sad that it has come to an end. I don't really mind about there not being a lemon with this story though one would have been a bonus lol. I am glad that Albus and Minerva have found their happy ending Thank you for sharing this story with us! Clayre xx
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Post by Nerweniel on Jun 6, 2005 9:23:23 GMT -5
I absolutely loved this story- definitely one of my favourites... ever. Even the lack of a lemon doesn't really bother me, wow . Karlie, wherever you are, dear, thank you very much . Love, Lies
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Post by palanfanaiel on Jun 6, 2005 9:51:58 GMT -5
WoW! I absolutely ADORE this story! I especially liked the way they met, and the whole pepper incident, ;D
Hugs Pal
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lilo07
First-year Student
And they say i don't have a sense of humour!
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Post by lilo07 on Nov 27, 2007 20:39:24 GMT -5
i loved it. great ending!
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Post by Mandy McGonagall-Dumbledore on Nov 26, 2015 15:46:53 GMT -5
Awwwww!!! Happy ending *~*
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