Stuck On You

[lemonygingersnaps]

YAY! Loved it!

[gmshed]

They had had to make a detour to Minerva’s rooms to pick up her wand and clean their robes. It appeared they were making a habit of being fashionably late.
There were several quiet snickers as they entered the classroom; she couldn’t seem to summon the usual glare. She decided to ignore them instead.
“Today we shall be practising animal transfiguration. Such as the transformation from bird to goblet.” She went to reach under her desk, forgetting their hands yet again. Albus whacked his head on the corner of her desk. He went to rub his head with their linked hands. Minerva was just straightening up, he caught her off balance. They both crashed to the floor.
“Ouch.”
“This is a very bad habit. Hang on, what’s this?”
“Albus Dumbledore, if you touch that, I’ll-”
“What like this?”
There was an outraged shriek, followed by a tirade of words. The heavy Scottish accent made them almost indecipherable, but the students were sure they weren’t English.
They seemed to have forgotten the students, who were now standing up to see what in Merlin’s name their teachers were doing.
Before they could get a look, though, Minerva climbed to her feet. A small white mouse dangled from her hand.
“Professor? Do you need a cage for the mouse?”
She snapped another strange phrase. She stopped. “That willnae- that will not be necessary, Mr Wilson.”
“The mouse-”
“The mouse will not bother any of us.”
She raised her mouse-free hand and cast the spell.
The bird she had retrieved from under her desk changed into a delicate glass goblet full of a brown liquid. The heat of the hot chocolate began to crack the very thin glass.
“Albus!” She snapped.
The white mouse gave an apologetic squeak.
The class, as a whole, cast silenco charms on themselves and gave themselves over to their laughter, leaning over the desk so McGonagall couldn’t see their faces.
She didn’t notice their quaking shoulders. The mouse was trying to investigate the underside of the desk again.
She dangled him in front of her face.
“Touch my cat toys again and I’ll find a replacement in a certain white mouse.”
The mouse’s blue eyes stopped twinkling.

A/N: I apologise for the shortness of this update. I start sixth form in about a week and am suddenly discovering lots of things I forgot to do. *headdesk*

[kankulex]

YaY!! I see an update! and what an update!!! Just brilliant!
I love the last two lines, they are just fantastic I can imagine minerva turning Albus into a white mouse. Great idea!

[EloquentPhoenix]

Lmao!

The bird she had retrieved from under her desk changed into a delicate glass goblet full of a brown liquid. The heat of the hot chocolate began to crack the very thin glass.
“Albus!” She snapped.

Haha, that's just priceless. Silly Albus, tocuhing her cat toys. Poor Albus and Min, if it weren't so hilarious I'd feel a bit sorry for them being so embarassed and all. I think if they have to share a bed another night it's going to be particularly funny. They're bearing up well so far, do we get more bits like at the breakfast table?

And no need to apologise at all, I completely understand, being in the same boat. And any update at all is wonderful

[beMMADfabulous]

Haha, that was fabulous! ;D Thanks for the update.

[nicolerose]

That was great! I love it! wow. my eyes are watering from laughing so hard!

[crystalpheonixeyes]

hahahahaha THat was pricless!! I loved it! Please write more!

[Trulyamused]

Excellent. Albus makes a great mouse.

More when you can . Please.

Truly

[tanja]

ok, I´ve learned my lesson: never upset Minerva !!! Poor Albus *lol*

[furandfeathers]

lmao....a mouse! That's brilliant!

[TheGryffindorSeeker]

lamo...brill

great chap cant wait for an update

[lemonygingersnaps]

Excellent Update! :-) ROFLMAO

[osusprinks]

Excellent update! Just what I needed for a cleaning break! I love that even transfigured they are stuck together! Thanks for sharing!

[gmshed]

The last of the fifth years pushed their way through the door. They all had to find people to remove the silencing charms. Minerva slumped back in her chair.
“One down, four to go.” She groaned.
The mouse squeaked.
“Oh, all right.” She transformed the mouse back into the Headmaster of Hogwarts. Unfortunately the sudden massive increase of weight pulled her out of her chair.
“Um…do you want us to come back later, Professors?”
Minerva jumped up. Or tried to.
Her first-years were hovering in the doorway, all wide-eyed and red-faced at the sight of their Transfiguration teacher and Headmaster sprawled together on the floor.
“No, come in! Um, you’re early.”
They all scuttled to their desks, heads down, determined not to catch each other’s eye.

“Today, we shall be practising the transformation from a beetle to a button. The resulting button should not have legs, antennae or wings.” She shuddered inwardly. How on earth had the entire class managed to create flying buttons? And then they escaped and could be seen throughout the entire castle for weeks.
She raised her wand. The resulting object was flat, round and with two holes in the centre. It was button-shaped. It was also yellow, sugary and lemony.
Albus’ free hand shot out. Minerva slapped it sharply.
“Hot chocolate and lemon drops, is that all you ever think about, Albus?”
He watched her mouth shape his name. Of course he thought of more things. Things considerably less innocent. Things involving a certain Transfiguration mistress. Things he would never, ever admit. Especially not in front of a class of first years.
Minerva was seriously contemplating carrying out her threat. The idea of a squirming white mouse under her paw was becoming increasingly attractive. Her imagination slid sideways.
She jumped sharply, the blood rushing to her cheeks. Merlin, no. Don’t think about that now! Especially with the genuine article stuck to you.
It is fortunate that none of the first years were performing Leglimancy on their teachers. It would have scarred them for life.

At break, they took the cracked glass goblet down to Professor Kettleburn and transfigured it back into a now-injured bird. He promised to do what he could. They left in a hurry. He had developed an angry red rash all over, which he scratched constantly, and occasionally jumped and yelped in pain.
“Albus, is it just me or did he seem a bit nervous around us?”
“Oh, you can be quite terrifying, my dear. You scare me sometimes.”
“Such as when?”
“When I’m a mouse dangling from the hand of an angry Cat Animagus.”
“Well, you behave or I might decide I prefer you as a mouse.”

Minerva learned her lesson. She didn’t like it, it completely messed up her lesson plans, but she decided it would be safest to have her classes simply take notes. Things proceeded more smoothly after that. As smoothly as is possible when you’re joined to the unrequited love of your life. Minerva and Albus now both had a bump on their heads from when they bent over a students desk on opposite sides. The poor girl didn’t actually get any help in the end. But she did have her Transfiguration professor and her Headmaster hanging over her table, staring into each other’s eyes. It seemed like an eternity later they broke apart. All three were bright red while the other students attempted to stifle their giggles.

Kettleburn was miraculously recovered by lunchtime but seemed noticeably nervous around Poppy, Pomona and especially Xiomara.
Albus and Minerva ate a few sandwiches quickly and disappeared, wary of a repeat of breakfast.
“I’m saying a week. What about you two?”
“A week? No, I say within three days. Poppy?”
“I’ll go with Xiomara. Three days.”
The three schemers left to place their new bets on the ‘When-will-they-stop-being-so-bloody-stubborn-and-actually-open-their-eyes-and-see-what-is-right-in-front-of-them?’ pool, otherwise known as MMAD. The pot now contained an obscene amount of money, the pool having run for several decades, all the selected dates passing. The Slytherins would probably have died from embarrassment, and the other houses from laughing, if they knew that Severus Snape was the single largest contributor.

A/N: Sorry for the delay!

[tanja]

Brilliant !!!! This update made my day !
It´s absolutely hilarious. Very funny !!!! Thanks ;D

[osusprinks]

That was hilarious! I love the betting pool. The lemon drop button was priceless. I hope they eventually act on the feelings that followed that moment.

Thanks for sharing!

[Ivy_Wize]

Normally I'm rather peaceful, but if you don't update soon... Sorry. I posess no Scottish temper, but a great amount of Russian impatience. Consider it my way of saying this story is bloody BRILLIANT!

[beMMADfabulous]

I love it, as usual! You're a lovely writer. ;D

[nicolerose]

haha. i cant wait to see what happeneds!!!... and nice job with the mice thing, i like it

[zoeteproet]

Ahahaha, I absolutely love this story!! ;D

[Leaves of Green]

If fluff could kill, I'd be dead! Loved it! Update soon!

[kankulex]

Yes! An update!! Very nice, it just made my day! I like the idea with the bet and Severus Really nice work! I'm looking forward to more

[EloquentPhoenix]

First hot chocolate, then sherbet lemons. Poor Min. Hehe Kettleburn! A lovely update - I like the name MMAD for the pool, and that Snape cares! Staring into each other's eyes and having inappropriate fantasies! Well, after they've tried to stop the spell they'll still have to share a bed again, right? Should be fun

Update as soon as you can

[Trulyamused]

Great part. Thanks for updating.

Truly

[Jessabelle]

Haha! I absolutely adore the last line! It is brilliant. Please update again soon.
- Jess

[furandfeathers]

omg, this story makes me laugh! please update soon

[gmshed]

“What a day.” Minerva groaned and flopped down on her sofa, pulling Albus with her. “I’m exhausted.”
“Minerva…” Albus whined.
Minerva groaned again. He was going to ask her something and she could never refuse.
“What, Albus?” She snapped.
“Can we go up to my office? I haven’t seen Fawkes for a whole day and he might be missing me.”
All Minerva wanted to do was sleep. But for him, she could drag herself up to his office and stand by while he cooed over his bird.
“Come on then.” She sighed, hauling them both to their feet.

“Oh Merlin!”
“Indeed.” Albus agreed ruefully.
While he had forgotten the wizarding world for a day, it appeared they had not forgotten him. Indeed, they had needed him, as evidenced by the envelopes swamping his desk.
Minerva lit the fire with her wand and pulled Albus over to the envelopes, using her free hand to sort through them.
“Fudge…Fudge…Fudge…” She muttered, throwing the notes into the fire.
“Minerva!” Albus exclaimed, half amused, half appalled.
“That incompetent can last a day without you spoon-feeding him. And if he can’t, then… well. We might actually get a Minister who considers you the very busy Headmaster of Hogwarts rather than his personal advisor always at his beck and call.”
Albus chuckled.
“And what is so funny?”
“I was just thinking what the students might say if they could see Professor McGonagall deliberately disregarding Important Ministry Missives.”
She snorted inelegantly. “These aren’t even worthy of the title, let alone the capitals.”
Unfortunately, the remaining envelopes still constituted several hours of work.

Fawkes glided through the open window at seven the next morning. He took the opportunity to help himself to the lemon drops spilling from the paper bag and the ginger newts in the open tin. He glanced across at his human and his mate slumped across the desk and wondered whether to wake them. He decided not. His human didn’t usually appreciate it.
Fawkes tucked his head under his wing, leaving Albus and Minerva to slumber in peace, his arm around her, their faces close enough to touch.

Warmth, contentment, happiness. Not at all feelings which married with the physical aches. Minerva shifted awkwardly and hissed slightly at the pain in her back and neck. There was parchment under her cheek and pitted wood under her hand. She appeared to have fallen asleep across her desk while marking again. No, wait. Her other hand was curled round another hand. With every breath in, something tickled her face. Albus, paperwork, exhaustion… Oh Merlin! Her eyes flew open. Albus’ face was scant inches from hers. Her attempt to shift away sent a large knife running up her spine and she squeaked involuntarily.
Bleary blue eyes opened and smiled dreamily. “Good morning, my love.” He closed the gap between them and kissed her before settling back to sleep.
She stared at his sleeping face for a long time while her thoughts (make that thought as they all centred on the same thing) screamed loudly.

[EloquentPhoenix]

YES!

I'm going to be walking around with a great big stupid smile on my face like that just happened to me now. Wonderful and finally!

update soon.

[kankulex]

Yahooooo!!! Do I see an update! Wonderful image of the two falling asleep over each other! Keep up the nice updates

[FireBird]

Ooh, what a cute ending to the chapter! I hope they won't be late for classes. (Or is it the weekend now? I can't remember.^^)