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[alter.ego.alana]

This is my first fic post here...=)

071. Broken.
Word Count: 286

It was with great sorrow that Albus Dumbledore looked upon his favorite toy – a Muggle model aeroplane that zoomed around his office – and examined its broken wing. Inside the motor had finally given out after many years of use. He knew it would do no good to fix it – indeed; it could not be fixed by mechanical means.

“Reparo, Albus?” Minerva had appeared at the top of the stairs that led from his personal chambers.

Albus sighed. “Indeed I could, my dear, but it would not be the same.”

His wife sat down beside him. “And do you care to explain that?”

“Using magic would make this device – a completely Muggle device – magical. I don’t wish it to be in the slightest bit magical. I enjoy its simplicity.”

“You would have some sort of silly answer like that,” Minerva said, holding the broken wing in her small hand. “I think the answer is much simpler.”

“Oh? Enlighten me, my dear.”

Minerva gave one of her treasured small smiles. “I know how you enjoy your trips into your Muggle toy shops, and if this one is broken, then you get to go buy another.”

Albus gave a long-suffering sigh. “Alas, my secret is discovered.”

Minerva’s tiny arm wormed its way around his. “I think we can arrange a trip this afternoon, if you’d like.”

He smiled. “That would be lovely. This time, I think I’ll buy a model train.”

“I’m sure you’ll change your mind several times once we get there, Albus. It’s no good trying to decide now.”

“Yes, mother,” Albus said, trying to suppress a grin. “Can I buy some candy, also?”

“Only if you’re very good,” she said. “Now come. It’s time for breakfast.”

[laundry basket]

Awh! That was so incredibly cute! I can picture Albus going to a toy store and going, "This one! Oh, no this one! Or maybe that one!" With Min standing in the background sighing . . . lol! Suffice to say I adored this. A lot.

[alter.ego.alana]

thank you! I bet Albus would be right at home in a toy shop ;D

[osusprinks]

This was very cute. I loved that she knows him so well. I also liked his reason. Thanks for sharing!

[alter.ego.alana]

Hello all! I'm very happy today because I just finished sewing my Minerva robe, and so this piece came from my happiness on that!

083. And?

“Checkmate.” Minerva’s eyes drifted up to meet Albus’s, to see his reaction at yet another crushing defeat.

“I let you win.”

“You did not.”

“I did so.”

Minerva glared over square rims at the mischievous wizard across from her. “Clearly, Minerva, surely you wouldn’t think I’d make such a silly mistake as that one. It was a mistake only a novice player would make.”

“You have seemed preoccupied this evening. Because your mind was elsewhere, you made that silly mistake.”

“Minerva dear, when I’m with you, I’m never preoccupied. You always have my full attention.”

“Albus, dear, while I may have your full attention, that does not necessarily mean that the chess game does as well.”

He smiled. “Touché.” He leaned across the chess board, his beard tickling several of the chessmen, causing them to sneeze. Ignoring their protests, he kissed Minerva softly on the lips. “You do terrible things to my chess game, love.”

“To win, I do what I have to do.”

“Even if that means using your feminine wiles against me?”

“Perhaps.” Minerva smirked and began putting away the chess pieces. As she was getting ready to place the last piece in the box, a hand touched hers.

“I love you.”

A brief smile crossed Minerva’s face. “And?”

“And…you won fair and square.”

“I’m glad you can admit that to yourself.” She took his arm. “Shall we retire for the evening?”

“Yes. I believe we shall.”

[laundry basket]

LOL! That was sweeet. Her feminine wiles... *snicker* Cute. I loved it.

[alter.ego.alana]

Okay, I am particularly fond of this one. ;D Wrote it in my angst fit yesterday, but it's actually a very happy little thing.

058. Dinner.

Anyone sitting at any of the House tables in the Great Hall could see the Head Table and its occupants. However, thanks to Albus Dumbledore, they could not see the occupants’ feet. He had commissioned a great tablecloth be made, with tassels that softly brushed the floor. The symbol on the tablecloth, on the front for the students’ view, was of a badger, a serpent, an eagle, and a lion – an excellent symbol for school unity. However, Professor Dumbledore was only half-earnest in his intentions. He actually had a secret agenda.

He had been walking to the Head Table from student entrance of the hall one day, to see that the complete underworkings of the table were visible to student view. He couldn’t have that, so thus – the tablecloth.

And now, at dinner, Professor Dumbledore enjoyed the fruits of his glorious idea, as his leg brushed against the leg of his Deputy Headmistress. He caught her smile at him from the corner his eye. At the other end of the table, he heard Professor Vector complain that this new tablecloth was too ornate, too well-woven to use as an eating surface, while Professor Sinistra passed it off of one of Albus’s many “eccentricities.” Albus smiled to himself at this; yes, let the staff believe that. “Professor McGonagall?” Albus said quietly. “Might I have a word with you, in my office, after dinner? I do wish to discuss N.E.W.T. curriculum before the year gets much farther along.”

“Certainly, Professor Dumbledore,” she said in her crisp voice. “I also have wished to discuss a great many things about my N.E.W.T. classes with you.”

“Oh? Such as?”

“Such as the fact I found a couple from my N.E.W.T. class snogging under this very table this afternoon,” she said, in her quietest voice yet. “I daresay it has become a new challenge for many of the students, as they find it – er – thrilling to do it in such a public place, yet with the sanctity of some privacy.”

“Do they now?” Albus chuckled. “Well, a challenge for us then, to catch them!”

“Is it worth it, Professor Dumbledore, for us to regale in such luxuries while our students use them for bouts of rule-breaking?”

“My dear Professor,” he murmured, rubbing his leg against hers once again, “I say it is quite worth it.”

[beMMADfabulous]

*snuggles these fics* All of these are soo great! I love them very much. ;D Hmm, I think "Broken" was my favorite so far.

[BonesBooth]

I love all of these! They're so cute!

[laundry basket]

The latest one was so fantastic! I just love how no one else knows what they're talking about!

[alter.ego.alana]

Okay, I finally wrote a piece about Albus's sexuality...and how he's STRAIGHT....oh and I might've mentioned the board as well. =) I'm a dork.


Title: 065. Passing
Genre: Humor
Rating: PG
Status: Finished, but I wrote it in like, 20 minutes.
Pairing: ADMM, mentions of Remus/Sirius, and Neville/Luna
Word Count: 783
Summary: "Minerva, I've been in contact with that Rowling woman again..."



She had opened the door to the headmaster’s office, and ever since there had been an insufferable clicking noise coming from somewhere just beyond her reach. She assumed this noise came from the headmaster, as she saw him not in any of his normal locations in the office – his library was empty, his desk was empty – finally, she decided to knock hesitantly on the door of his personal chambers. “Albus?”

“Yes Minerva?” came the reply.

“Er – can I speak with you?”

“No – I mean, wait – all right.”

Albus opened the door and stood in the crack as if he was trying to shield her view from something. “Albus, what on earth are you doing?”

A guilty flush rose up his cheeks. “Well, if you must know Minerva, I’ve been in contact with that Rowling woman again…”

“Here we go,” Minerva muttered.

“And I might’ve mentioned in passing that I liked you,” he said. “But that was when we met in person, at a coffee shop in London.”

“I see,” she said, pursing her lips.

“But she misunderstood me, and now the entire Muggle world is in an uproar. Or at least the fans of her novels are. I told her I liked you, Min.”

“Yes, you’ve said that already,” Minerva said, an edge coming to her voice.

“But I said – and I quote – ‘well, Miss Rowling, I haven’t had any girlfriends recently because I like Min.’ And her eyes just kind of widened and she went on to her next question.”

“Because…you…like…oh dear me.” She blushed crimson. “And she thought – “

“That I liked men,” Albus concluded, a small smile working its way up his face.

“So what are you doing now, in there?” Minerva asked, trying not to laugh at her lover’s misfortune.

“I acquired this Muggle device for talking to her long distance – it’s called a laptop computer. I’ve been emailing her, telling her that she must issue a retraction, as what she has released is a complete and utter falsehood.”

“What does it matter, Albus? It just means I have less people to worry about, stealing you away and all.”

“No Minerva, it means you have different people to worry about – apparently, the homosexual community finds this news delightful.”

She rolled her eyes. “Maybe you should tell them about Remus and Sirius, then.”

“Maybe I should…did you know, she married Remus and Nymphadora in her novels? Killed them both, as well as Sirius.”

“Glad I never read them,” she said with a shudder.

“She relayed the main plot line correctly, but when it came to relationships she was – forgive me – woefully inept. She had Neville marry Hannah Abbott! He hardly knew the girl!”

Minerva sighed. “You’re getting away from the point, Albus. This is about your presumed sexuality.

“I suppose I am.” He pulled Minerva into his bedroom and showed her the laptop computer, perched delicately on one of Albus’ many cushions. “I’m setting the story straight, but I don’t think there’s much that can be done. After all, to all but Rowling, it is a work of fiction. There is something I want to show you, though.”

Albus clicked away at his laptop computer, and the source of the noise became evident as his long fingers punched away at different buttons. Finally, the background of the screen became crimson and she found herself looking at two people who – strangely enough – resembled her and Albus. In the middle read, “The Albus and Minerva Fanfiction Board.”

“Dear me,” Minerva murmured. “Who are these people?”

“They’ve made films Minerva, of her books. These people play us.”

“They did a grand job in picking these two, I must say.”

“The one portraying me is Richard Harris, now deceased, and Dame Maggie Smith plays you.”

“Who plays you now?”

“It doesn’t matter. We’re straying from the point again, Minerva. These people have read Rowling’s books, and think that we would make a fine couple. They write their own fiction about us, and the adventures we get into as the Golden Couple of the wizarding world.”

Minerva almost giggled in spite of herself. “Lovely. And I see they have it divided into genres of stories! Angst, romance, drama…but what on earth is a lemon?”

Albus grinned slyly, and he said, “Well, Minerva, some things are better shown than explained.”

Albus leaned in for a lingering kiss, and Minerva began to get a faint inkling of what lemons were. She decided that she would have to investigate the matter more fully, though – and perhaps in reading them, she could get some ideas. She wrapped her arms around Albus’ neck and gave herself to him, all thought of his supposed sexuality driven from her mind.

[stefdarlin]

These are all so cute. I can't decide which I like better, Dinner or Passing. They both have very individual appeal.

For instance, this phrase from Dinner:
“Such as the fact I found a couple from my N.E.W.T. class snogging under this very table this afternoon,” LOL!! But I agree with Albus, it is very much worth it.

And this phrase from Passing:
“But I said – and I quote – ‘well, Miss Rowling, I haven’t had any girlfriends recently because I like Min.’ LMAO! Poor Albus!*Puts head in her hand and shakes it*
Nice reference to the Board BTW.

I was also surprised you went fluffy instead of angsty with Broken. But it was a very nice surprise. Kudos to you. Thanks for sharing these with us.

Cheers!

Stef =o)

[beMMADfabulous]

Omgosh, "Passing" was amazing! ;D I knew your line about Albus liking "Min, not men" would make an excellent fanfic! hehe. I still would like to read someone getting into a deeper story about Albus and Minerva's reaction to this board. *hint hint*