Between Two Brothers

[Alesia]

I like the thought that Minerva may have been the one to break his nose! Alastor will never let her live this down. Isn't it great her roommate is out of the house tonight?

[JKMcGonagall]

So Minerva broke his nose the first time. Hahahaha! Well, tit for tat...he knocked her down, accidentally, of course, and she knocked him down and broke his nose, accidentally, of course. Now she gets to take him home and take care of him. Perfect way to get them together for some guiet talking time. Can't wait till Aberforth finds out that Albus has spent quality time with 'his' girl.
Also, the broken nose may make it more obvious to Minerva which brother is which.

Love this fic, keep going on it. Looking forward to the next installment.

Kay

[Jessabelle]

Hmmm .. I wonder what exactly Albus told Alastor. I am so thrilled that she invited him to her cottage. Should be very interesting. Please update soon!
- Jess

[ginger newts]

Poor Albus, and yet...hehe. This was a lovely account of how he broke his nose and I can't wait to see what happens when they start spending all this time together.

[ismaco]

You MUST update soon!! Please! Your story is really great.
I can't believe that Minerva invited him to her cottage (and well... Grace isn't going to be there tonight... let's remember)...
There's an expression in Mexico that says something like this: "Who gets bread and cries?"... and it means exactly what is going on in this story: I wonder why Albus accepted so quickly *grin*

[QuillofMinerva]

A/n: Sorry that it has taken me forever and a day to update this story; my muse hasn’t been cooperative recently. I had to bribe her with countless of jelly babies before she let me write this. Hope you enjoy this chapter, it hasn’t been beta read but any mistakes, let me know and I’ll go through and change when I can.

Thank you to everyone who took the time to review the last chapter, I love hearing your views and your ideas.

Chapter Fourteen: Ivy Cottage.

Alastor Moody had not been best pleased when Minerva had gone to him, claiming to be unwell. She wasn’t going to tell him the exact reason for her departure since she didn’t want to be the laughing stock of the ministry, she wasn’t even sure that Alastor had believed her. He reluctantly let her go home, he couldn’t for well deny her that especially since she had never had day off work due to illness. He had mumbled about being let down twice in the matter of moments and then waved her out to his office, saying that he had paper work to do.

When she had returned to her office, she found that Albus Dumbledore was still sat exactly how she had told him to, ten minutes before hand. He put his hand up to greet her when she walked and mumbled something she couldn’t quite catch. On her desk, were a bundle of used blood stained tissues and Minerva felt even more guilty but also slightly disgusted that he had bother to put the tissues into the nearby bin.

“Has it stopped bleeding?” she asked

Instead on answering her, he simply nodded before lifting his head up and Minerva could see that his nose was very swollen and puffy. His eyes looked bluer than normal, which was probably down to the fact that his eyes had been watering ever since the door had hit in the face. Minerva had to admit that she was impressed by his calmness, if it had been her who had hit, she would have been less than calm and threatening to hex the person who did into the next millennium.

“It looks slightly crooked!” she said softly, it looked badly broken but she hadn’t wanted to alarm him.

“It feels very broken!” he commented as he went to touch his nose with his finger before thinking better of it.

“Well lets get you to my home and then I can sort it as best as I can,” she told him as she reached for her cloak “I warn you I am not neat when it comes to hearing, in the field that isn’t our main priority.”

She didn’t mean to sound so business like or cold but she was telling the truth when she spoke, the years she had spent dealing with injuries on the field had taught her not to mess around for cosmetic purposes. She had leant that in her first week at the ministry, she had been out scouting an area with Alastor Moody and a man called Victor Greendale. They were ambushed and Victor had sustained multiple factures and a smashed up face. Minerva had dropped to her knees beside him as Alastor blocked spells coming their way, Victor had been a mess and Minerva had started healing him, taking her time on her face until Alastor had yelled at her to get a move because he struggling. He told her not to worry about the face, just get healed and start fighting again. She had been shocked by her superior’s demands and for a while, she was disgusted by him and his lack of compassion but as the years went by and the more she saw, she understood why he was how he was.

“I am used to field side medicine,” he answered her as he stood up “I am under no illusion.”

Minerva nodded and made her way over to the fireplace, she picked up a dainty looking mahogany box and opened it before offering Albus the contents. Albus took a handful of floo powder and waited for her to do the same. She moved in front of him and threw the powder into the fireplace and stated clearly “Ivy Cottage!”. The green flames rose and she stepped in, she was gone in a blink of an eye and Albus soon followed.

As soon as she had stepped out of the fireplace and looked around the living, she despaired at the state of it. Grace had obviously been running around the room trying on various outfits and packing her bags, unpacking them and re packing them before leaving the cottage that morning and hadn’t bothered cleaning up after her self. Minerva didn’t have enough time to pull out her wand and cast a cleaning charm on the room because she heard the fireplace roar and then Albus appeared. He looked around the room with amusement evident in his eyes and Minerva wanted to hide away from him again.

“Sorry about the mess,” she said as she pulled out her wand “Grace, must have been having a wardrobe dilemma.”

She flicked her wand and the living room returned to the normal, neat state it was usually in. She showed him to a nearby chair and offered him a seat before she disappeared into another room and returned with another medi kit.

“Can I have some water please?” he asked.

“Not until I fixed your nose!” she answered “I won’t take long, have you broken your nose before?”

“I have indeed,” he replied “one of my brother’s goats head butted me, I don’t remember much about it.”

Minerva put her hand over her mouth to stifle the giggle she felt brewing, she faked a cough and tried to regain her composure.

“You may laugh but it wasn’t a very nice experience!” he added, “However, I do think the goat was more worse off!”

“Whoever fixed your nose that time,” she said, as she looked at it closely “didn’t do a very good job which makes mine harder I am afraid you might have a crooked nose!”

“It will add character!” he said with a grin as he caught her eye.

Ten minutes later, Minerva sat back on her feet and looked at the man in front of her, she had managed to fix his nose and it looked nearly as good as new though there was a small crook in it. She had to admit; that the crook did add character to the man’s face and t suited him. He had been an ideal patient and hadn’t complained once while she tended to him, if only they were all like that. He did turn his nose up at the charcoal flavoured potion she had offered him to help with the pain, she had arched an eyebrow when he asked if he could change to flavour.

“Thank you my dear!” he said as he rose from the chair to look at himself in the mirror “You have done a fine job.”

“It is the least I could do,” she answered as she got to her feet and brushed her robes down “I’ll get you that water now unless you would like something different!”

“I don’t suppose you have hot chocolate?” he asked, his eyes lighting up at the thought to the rich, hot drink.

“Yes,” she answered as she made her way out of the room “make yourself comfortable.”

Minerva swept into the kitchen and lent against the counter, she closed her eyes and tried to stop her heart from beating so fast. She sighed to herself as she opened her eyes and started to pull things from the cupboards, the man infuriated her but she couldn’t help but be drawn to him. She had admired him from afar for many years, she wouldn’t that she had fancied him but he intrigued her but since having met him, she had to admit that he was very handsome and there was something alluring about him despite the little things that annoyed her.

She added come hazelnut syrup into her mug and then poured the hot chocolate into both mugs, she wasn’t a big fan of chocolate but the hazelnut took the edge of it and so she was able to enjoy a mug or two a day. She walked back into the living room to where Albus was sitting, he was sat with his back to her and her eyes widened with the utmost horror. Some how, one of her stockings had attached itself to his robe and he hadn’t seemed to notice. How in the name of Merlin, was she going to explain that? She didn’t even know what it was doing in the room, Grace must have packed it and then unpacked it but she couldn’t understand why it hadn’t vanished with the other items when she had casted a cleaning charm.

She was sure that someone was working against her, playing tricks and making her look like a utter fool in front of the man sat down. She composed herself and tried to think of a plan to get the stocking off him, she couldn’t pull her wand out and point it at him because she would have to explain herself. She would have to get it off him, herself but she didn’t have a clue how to do it.

“Hmmm, those smell delicious!” he said as he turned around in the chair and looked at her “Hazelnut if I am not mistaken!”

“Oh, I didn’t put any in yours,” she answered with a weak smile “I can do if you like!”

“No, no,” he replied “no need my dear, I am content with just hot chocolate.”

Minerva continued over to where he was sat and set the mugs down on the table, she sat down and tried to look everywhere but at his shoulder where the stocking hung from.

“It has occurred to me that I do not know your name,” he said as he reached down and picked up a steaming mug of sweet smelling hot chocolate.

“Stockings?” she asked, snapping out of her trance “What about them?”

“My dear,” he chuckled “are you unwell?”

Minerva was mortified; she looked down at her feet and cursed herself over and over again.

“I am quite well,” she answered “what was your question?”

“I asked your name,” he replied, looking at her with concern “we have bumped into one another on numerous occasions and I am at a disadvantage since you know my name and I am unaware of yours.”

Minerva was grateful that he hadn’t pressed the stocking issue any further; she still wasn’t sure what to do about it. She reached over and picked up her own mug of hot chocolate, she wrapped her hands around it and savoured the warmth.

“My name is Minerva McGonagall!” she answered.

“I am pleased to meet you Minerva McGonagall,” he greeted with a grin “quite a name!”

“You can call me Minerva.” She offered.

She watched as he took a sip of his drink and was pleased to see a wide smile appear on his face as he savoured the taste. Her family had been big hot chocolate drinkers and had an array of different types and strengths, recipes were passed down through generations and they were encouraged to add new recipes to the ‘McGonagall Book of Hot Chocolate’. Minerva was yet to contribute, she had tried a few recipes in her youth but they had been disastrous and she had been put off.

“This has to be the best I have ever tasted!” he remarked.

“Family recipe,” she explained “a trade secret!”

“Oh,” he said with disappointment because his eyes twinkled again “I will have to become part of the family then.”

Minerva was thankful that she didn’t have a mouth full of hot chocolate because she was sure that would have spat it out in a very unlady like manner, she wasn’t sure how to respond that the comment he made but she didn’t have to because much to her horror, something took his mind off hot chocolate. She watched as he peeled the nude stocking off his shoulder and looked at it, he chuckled and placed it on the table.

“Grace?” he questioned.

“Yes,” answered Minerva quickly, hoping he wouldn’t see that she was one currently wearing nude stocking “she can be a nightmare at times!”

“My sister was like that,” he answered “always leaving stockings and much worse around, my father nearly had a heart attack when he found a certain something but I wont go into that right now.”

Minerva noticed that he eyes glazed over when he spoke about his sister, from somewhere in the back of her mind she was able to recall that she had been brutally murdered by Grindelwald.

“You must miss her terribly.” She said softly as she reached out and touched his hand.

He grabbed her hand and held it firmly, his thumb making circular movements on her palm. He nodded sadly and then looked into the fire.

“I do miss her terribly,” he admitted “sometimes I forget she is dead and that she is simply off exploring, maybe that is the case in some respect.”

Minerva nodded and squeezed his hand just as a phoenix appeared from nowhere and landed on the chair Albus was sitting in and thrilled a soft greeting before dropping a letter into his master’s lap.

“Meet Fawkes, Minerva!” said Albus as he opened the note “he is oldest and most trusted friend with a insatiable appetite for sherbet lemons.”

Minerva eyed the phoenix suspiciously; she had never come into contact with these amazing animals but knew they were very temperamental. The phoenix was beautiful and had the most amazing eyes, eyes that would rival his master’s. Minerva knew that the animal was watching her, trying to read her to see if she was a threat or not.

“Hello Fawkes,” she greeted, her voice slightly shaky “would you like a some ginger newt?”

She reached over to the tin that resided on the cabinet nearest her and opened, breaking the head end of the newt off, she brought it back and offered it Fawkes who looked at it for a moment before hopping on to her chair and taking it from her. He allowed her pet him gently as he devoured his tasty treat and even knocked his head against her hand to ask for more.

“I see you have both made friends,” said Albus with a chuckle “he thinks with his tummy, like I do. Minerva, my dear, I am afraid that I must be on my way but I would dearly like to continue our conversation over dinner one night.”

“I erm,” she stalled “yes, that would be nice!”

“I’ll send Fawkes with the details soon,” he said with a smile as he got up “thank you for fixing my nose and for your hospitality, I am indebted.”

He brought her hand to his lips and brushed them against it before bidding farewell to her and using her fireplace to floo back to where he was needed. Minerva touched her hand where his lips had been and closed her eyes, she couldn’t quite believe what had happened and she couldn’t wait for Fawkes to arrive again

TO BE CONTINUED!

[Hogwarts Duo]

Yay! They're making progress...wheeee! Glad to see the muse is back in full force! Make her work extra hard for the next update...soon.

[tanja]

I can´t wait too...

[gingerkitten]

This is so cute...just one fiasco after another. Please update soon!

[Jessabelle]

Good post! It will be interesting to see what happens when Aberforth finds out about all this. Please post another chapter soon. You are doing great with this story and I am thoroughly enjoying it!
- Jess

[TheGryffindorSeeker]

wow lol great chapt. can't wait for an update!

[ginger newts]

Aw, yay! They finally had a somewhat normal conversation. Can't wait until they go out to dinner!

[ismaco]

That was a great chapter... finally, they're making a little progress.
Thanks... I hope you can update soon

[angeldust]

awww stockings hehe poor Minerva lets hope she has a chance to redeem herself at dinner!

[TartanPhoenix]

I'm amazed!! They managed a conversation without bloodshed! Another great chapter; now I can't wait for Aberforth's reaction.

[Sensiblyquirky]

oh that was sweet, and funny at the same time. Now to get poor Aberforth out of the way...the next chapters should be highly interesting.

Christy

[QuillofMinerva]

A/N: Sorry for the delay in the update. Real life sadly gets in the way and I don’t have as much time to write as I want to. I hope you enjoy this chapter. It’s back to the Dumbledore brother’s. This is a very short chapter but please don’t be disappointed. I promise the next chapter will be longer.

Many thanks to my beta reader Miss Ang.

Chapter Fifteen: Minerva McGonagall

Albus and Aberforth Dumbledore stepped out of the Ministry of Magic and Aberforth breathed in the fresh air with delight. He had been stuck in a holding cell for three hours and had been finally released when his brother had come along and sorted everything out.

Aberforth had been hauled into the ministry by a couple of enthusiastic aurors who were new to the job. They had banged him up in a holding cell while they went to tell Alastor Moody that they had caught someone trying to break into the Ministry research lab. What these new aurors didn’t know was that Aberforth actually was one of the main benefactors of the lab and had merely forgotten the charms that surrounded the lab and had set off the alarms. Most aurors knew what Aberforth was like when it came to wand work and they would appear on site to see Aberforth looking sheepishly before offering him assistance and then disappearing to continue their jobs. Gus Timelock and Ross Jacobs did not know of Aberforth’s connection with the lab and had brought him in and booked him for a day in court. Aberforth had to go through the motions of being questioned before he had managed to contact Albus.

Once Albus had arrived at the ministry everything was cleared up within a few moments. The two aurors received a severe reprimanding from Alastor Moody as Albus led his younger brother out of the Ministry.

“Freedom!” announced Aberforth with a grin as he opened his arms wide and spun around in the middle of the road while his brother looked at with bemusement.

“Anyone would think you had been held for days,” Albus said with a chuckle.

“It felt like it,” answered Aberforth. “I could never be a real convict. I need fresh air not prison air. I think I might have caught something in there. It wasn’t overly clean.”

“Abe,” said Albus with a smile “I think after living the way you do you would be immune to pretty much everything.”

Aberforth Dumbledore’s living conditions wouldn’t suit many people unless you were a goat or some other four-legged creature. He had a perfectly comfortable bed at Dumbledore Manor and also at a house in Hogsmeade but he chose to sleep in the barn with his goats because he said that he needed to bond with them.

“I don’t need a four poster bed with drapes to be comfortable Albus,” replied Aberforth. “I am not materialistic.”

“Nor am I Abe but I like to sleep in a bed as nature intended,” Albus answered.

“If that is so Alb,” asked Aberforth with a grin “why isn't your bed made of straw?”

Albus waved his hand at him and walked quicker. He wasn’t in the mood to talk about the perfect bedding. Albus wanted to get back to Hogwarts and start contacting restaurants so he could make a booking for himself and Minerva.

“You know I am right!” called out Aberforth before quickening his step to catch up with his brother.

“Would you like to go back into a cell?” asked Albus.

“Not on your ruddy life,” commented Aberforth as he fell into step beside Albus. “What took you so blasted long to get to me anyway? They could have started torturing me. Your nose looks a bit wonkier than usual”

“I had a slight misfortune with a door.” Albus answered as he turned sharply around the street corner. “The door is fine before you ask.”

Aberforth grinned. There was something different about his brother today. There seemed to be a spring in his step and he was smiling quite a bit more than usual. The last time Albus had broken his nose he had been a miserable wizard and had made everyone’s life hell by snapping at them. But this time was completely different. Whoever had fixed the nose had done a good job and there was hardy any bruising. Aberforth only noticed because he knew his brother like the back of his hand and not much got past him. Albus was the same when it came to Aberforth. They knew each other a little too well.

“Come on brother of mine,” asked Aberforth “you are holding back on me and I want details.”

“Abe,” replied Albus with a grin “I don’t know what you mean. I had a small accident and Minerva sorted it out.”

“Minerva!” asked Aberforth, his eyes lighting up.

“Minerva McGonagall,” continued Albus. “She is the one I knocked over a few days ago and now I know her name. She has even agreed to go out for a meal with me Abe. I didn’t think this would happen.”

Aberforth slapped his brother on the back and smiled. “All I need to do is get my lady’s name and then maybe we could double date.”

“You do that Abe and we will for sure,” answered Albus with a chuckle. “Now I need to go back to Hogwarts so I can do some planning. I want everything to be perfect. I’ll be in contact soon and please remember your charm work. I don’t want to be pulled from Minerva’s side because of you.”

“I’ll do my best brother,” Aberforth replied saluting Albus “but I won’t promise.”

Albus shook his head and then nodded it at his brother before apparating away to plan the perfect night for, in his eyes, the perfect woman.

TBC….

[angeldust]

Oh no oh no oh no!! :S!! Wonderful chapter (even though it was a bit short ) Hope to see more soon before my nails become non existant!

[TheGryffindorSeeker]

oh great chapter ....again i know i always say but its true, i so cant wait for more. great story

[Jessabelle]

Yes, this update was rather short, but it was nice to see one! I like how things are going between Albus and Minerva. It will be interesting to see what happens when Aberforth really gets thrown into the mix of things! Please update again soon.
- Jess

[LadyJolly]

awww poor Aberforth. It's kind of funny that both Dumbledore brothers is in love with the same woman. But then again it's Minerva. Who couldn't quite be in love with her. (that sounds a bit odd though) anyways I like this story a lot hope you write more soon.

Lady Jolly

[Kandice]

I liked it and can't wait until Aberforth finds out his love's name. I do enjoy stories with him in it.

[JKMcGonagall]

I enjoyed this update very much. I love the way the Dumbledore brothers are both eccentric, yet very different from each other. It is really going to get interesting when Aberforth discovers the name of his dream girl. When they start competing against each other for Minerva, she had better be ready to handle them both or run for it. Of course she is a witch, she can hex them both, and I am sure she wouldn't hesitate to in a moment.

Looking forward to more of this great story.

Kay

[tanja]

oh no...that´s going to be a desaster for Abe...poor one...

[QuillofMinerva]

Between Two Brothers.

A/n: I am so sorry for keeping you all waiting for this chapter, things have been so manic. Hope I am forgiven. This chapter hasn't been beta read.

Chapter Sixteen: An Interest in Boys

Minerva was still sat in the same position Albus had left her in hours earlier, her mind kept wandering back to the way he kissed her hand and how he had looked at her. She was consumed by thoughts of him, days before she would have been annoyed that he had been invading her thoughts but now, she rather liked it.

She was unaware of the door opening and Grace coming in, with her bags, which had never been unpacked. Grace looked at Minerva with surprise and wondered why she wasn't at work. Minerva was never off work, even if she had a limb hanging off, Minerva would still be working.

"Min!" asked Grace walking over to her friend.

Minerva jumped slightly when she felt a hand rest upon her shoulder; she turned and faced the person who had disturbed her daydream. She was surprised to find Grace standing behind her.

"Gracie?" she asked. "What are you doing back?"

"Long story," Grace replied as she flaked down beside Minerva and held her hand "but the gist is, I looked at him and decided he wasn't for me anymore. I am happy and don't need to talk about it at the moment but I want to know why you are at home and not behind your desk with your head buried in books."

Minerva looked at Grace and decided it was probably best not to ask any questions about the break up. Grace knew her own mind and usually her heart and mind were of the same mind unlike Minerva who generally followed her mind to prevent heartache. Minerva knew Grace well enough to know that she was happy with her decision and that she wouldn't dwell on the what if's.

"Are you sure you are okay?" asked Minerva just in case Grace was putting on a front.

"Oh Merlin yes, he was far to serious Min," answered Grace "I need laughter and adventure in my life not dull and serious."

"I'm serious." pointed out Minerva

"But you are not dull with it," answered Grace with a smile "he just wasn't the man for me Min. I am single and on the look out for available, fun loving men but enough about me, why are you not at work."

Minerva recounted the story of her brief morning at work, starting with the mundane information that Grace wasn't remotely interested in. Minerva watched with half a smile as Grace's eye lit up when she began to tell her about the incident with Albus Dumbledore. Grace burst out laughing when she was told that Minerva had broken the distinguished wizard's nose. Minerva had to admit that looking back at it, it did sound rather funny despite the broken nose.

"Oh Min," laughed Grace "you certainly know how to get people back for making you look a fool in public. Remind me not to show you up in public."

"Grace, I didn't do it on purpose." Minerva protested.

Minerva panicked slightly, did Albus think she had done it on purpose because of what had happened in town a few days ago. Minerva was not a spiteful person; she would never do something like that to get her own back. She was one of those people, who rather sort problems out face-to-face rather than hide behind excuses and other things.

"Min, I was joking," reassured Grace "Anyone who knows you, knows you wouldn't get your own back like that."

Minerva relaxed a bit but Grace had planted the seed in her mind now, Minerva knew she wouldn't be able to put it out of her mind till she spoke to Albus about it. Grace pushed her of more information and squealed loudly when she heard that Albus Dumbledore had come back to her cottage.

"Oh Min," she gasped, placing her hand over her mouth "I left it in such a mess."

"I told him it was yours,” replied Minerva

"Oh why did you do that?" Grace asked, "What must he think of me? Why did you have to tell him it was me?"

Minerva smiled and stood up to stretch her legs, she had been sat in the same position for a while now and felt the urge to get the blood circulating again. Grace reached up and pulled her back down next to me, demanding answers to her rapid questions.

"Grace I am hardly going to admit to a mess that is not mine," she told her friend "especially to Albus Dumbledore."

"I thought you didn't care what he thought of you!" replied Grace.

Minerva went silent and turned away from her friends inquisitive glare, Minerva hadn’t wanted anyone to see her after Albus had left because she knew she was behaving like a love struck teenager though she couldn’t possibly love Albus after knowing him for a matter of minutes. She had seen Grace with the look she was probably wearing now and had always rolled her eyes at her friend; Grace had told that when it happened to her, she would understand. Minerva thoroughly understood now and she felt rather naked in front of her best friend.

“Why Minerva,” asked Grace with a grin that would outshine a Cheshire cat “have you developed an interest in boys?”

“Grace!” shrieked Minerva with a shake of her head “Don’t say it like that. You make me sound like I have never had one.”

“You haven’t all the years I have known you.” Grace teased.

Minerva glared at Grace, she had been interested in the opposite sex before but she just wasn’t as brazen as Grace was about it. Minerva had preferred to put her studies before boyfriends, she wanted to make a career for herself and then think about men.

“I am happy for you Minerva,” said Grace, who could see that her comments had hurt her best friend “I was only pulling your leg. So are you seeing him again?”

“Well he said,” replied Minerva “he would send Fawkes, his phoenix with a note about meeting up again.”

“Well that’s good!” said Grace.

“But it’s been ages since he left and there is no sign of Fawkes or a letter.” Minerva complained.

Grace raised an eyebrow at her friend, she couldn’t quite believe what she was hearing. Minerva ‘I will not lose my head over a boy’ McGonagall was worrying about not hearing from a man a few hours after he had left.

“Min,” said Grace, laying a hand on Minerva’s knee “he has probably got tired up with something. I am sure you will hear from him soon. Patience.”

“I am not going to hear from him Grace,” stated Minerva firmly “I broke his nose for Merlin’s sake. I am going to have a soak in the bath and read. I’ll be down later.”

“Min,” tried Grace again “don’t get blue about it. It’s only been a few hours.”

Minerva smiled at Grace, she was grateful for the kind words but at the moment, they weren’t helping. She nodded gently before making her way out of the living room and up to the bathroom. She was sure she wouldn’t hear from Albus Dumbledore again.

[LadyJolly]

And how wrong Minerva could get? I mean Albus really likes her too so ehehehheeh he's bound to try to contact her again. great update! I'd love to read more soon.

Lady Jolly

[Too Lazy to Sign In]

Fab new chapter Clayre, glad to see that you updated! Of course, Albus will be in contact.

[Junora]

I just found this one, I know it's an old one, but please update sometime.
Its just wonderful

Lottchen

[minerva62]

Oh sweet Merlin, this is such a romantic story! And so funny...Albus and Aberforth together are hilarious! ;D

Will we get an update??

[minnie313]

please, finish it.....