Post by zoeteproet on Feb 11, 2006 12:05:02 GMT -5
Minerva McGonagall wasn’t one to show emotions in public, but this time she couldn’t help.
Today it was Albus Dumbledore’s thirtieth wedding anniversary. He and his lovely wife Minerva McGonagall were currently staying at Grimmauld Place.
They had the house all for themselves and were enjoying it immensely.
At this moment they were stumbling down the stairs, never breaking their kiss.
It wasn’t easy but with Minerva in his arms and years of practice he managed to get them both safely on the bottom of the stairs.
Still not breaking contact they stumbled into the kitchen. Minerva wanted to end their kiss and make breakfast but Albus had other plans.
“Come on Albus, we need to have some breakfast.”
“You’re my breakfast” he said and growled, while deepening the kiss.
Minerva gladly gave herself over to kiss, but her teacher mode kicked in and she, once again, forced her husband to end the kiss.
His hands kept wandering over her body, but eventually he broke the kiss, looking down at her in her deep green eyes, he asked, “Happy now, Tabby? We will have a short breakfast, but then … we will have it my way.”
He turned around and what he saw made his heart stop. The whole Order, students and adults alike, were looking at them in embarrassment.
Minerva turned scarlet and looked at Albus they were both in their nightwear, and that wasn’t much. She especially wasn’t wearing much her silky nightgown came to just above her knees.
Albus awkwardly coughed and looked at the faces before him.Trying to sound casual he asked, “Weren’t you all going to Diagon Alley?”
“I’m very sorry Albus, but Arthur was summoned by the Ministry and I didn’t think) it was safe to leave without him” Molly quietly said, looking truly sorry.
“Ah, I see” was the only thing Albus could think of to say.
His wife wasn’t much help, because she was dying from embarrassment.
After a long pause she finally said, “Well I think we will leave”
With that she turned around and whispered in Albus his ear,“There are other places where we can finish this, maybe our summer cottage?” she asked seductively, still (loud enough for the Order to hear.
Albus chuckled and followed his wife to their room, ready to have an anniversary they would never forget.
A/N: When this idea popped into my mind, I immediately imagined me Albus (without his beard, because I don’t think it’s handy while they’re busy) standing in the doorway from the kitchen with Minerva in his arms, with her hair loose and in a silky negligee.
[glow=red,2,300]THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR CORRECTING THIS STORY, LITTLEMORGSI!![/glow]
I made really stupid mistakes, thank god my teacher didn't read the story.
Today it was Albus Dumbledore’s thirtieth wedding anniversary. He and his lovely wife Minerva McGonagall were currently staying at Grimmauld Place.
They had the house all for themselves and were enjoying it immensely.
At this moment they were stumbling down the stairs, never breaking their kiss.
It wasn’t easy but with Minerva in his arms and years of practice he managed to get them both safely on the bottom of the stairs.
Still not breaking contact they stumbled into the kitchen. Minerva wanted to end their kiss and make breakfast but Albus had other plans.
“Come on Albus, we need to have some breakfast.”
“You’re my breakfast” he said and growled, while deepening the kiss.
Minerva gladly gave herself over to kiss, but her teacher mode kicked in and she, once again, forced her husband to end the kiss.
His hands kept wandering over her body, but eventually he broke the kiss, looking down at her in her deep green eyes, he asked, “Happy now, Tabby? We will have a short breakfast, but then … we will have it my way.”
He turned around and what he saw made his heart stop. The whole Order, students and adults alike, were looking at them in embarrassment.
Minerva turned scarlet and looked at Albus they were both in their nightwear, and that wasn’t much. She especially wasn’t wearing much her silky nightgown came to just above her knees.
Albus awkwardly coughed and looked at the faces before him.Trying to sound casual he asked, “Weren’t you all going to Diagon Alley?”
“I’m very sorry Albus, but Arthur was summoned by the Ministry and I didn’t think) it was safe to leave without him” Molly quietly said, looking truly sorry.
“Ah, I see” was the only thing Albus could think of to say.
His wife wasn’t much help, because she was dying from embarrassment.
After a long pause she finally said, “Well I think we will leave”
With that she turned around and whispered in Albus his ear,“There are other places where we can finish this, maybe our summer cottage?” she asked seductively, still (loud enough for the Order to hear.
Albus chuckled and followed his wife to their room, ready to have an anniversary they would never forget.
A/N: When this idea popped into my mind, I immediately imagined me Albus (without his beard, because I don’t think it’s handy while they’re busy) standing in the doorway from the kitchen with Minerva in his arms, with her hair loose and in a silky negligee.
[glow=red,2,300]THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR CORRECTING THIS STORY, LITTLEMORGSI!![/glow]
I made really stupid mistakes, thank god my teacher didn't read the story.
