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Post by Sensiblyquirky on Jul 12, 2007 17:14:55 GMT -5
I have not written in ages and I am not certain this story will live up to what I want it to be, but I've felt quite inclined to write as of late!
Title: A Push…or Two
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Rating: 15+
Summary: Through a series of Conversations involving other characters Minerva and Albus admit their feelings to one another.
Chapter One: Albus and Alastor
Alastor Moody was still getting used to his new magical eye. As he stood waiting in Headmaster Albus Dumbledore’s over stuffed office he scratched at it while trying to ignore the numerous portraits of previous Headmasters and Mistresses of Hogwarts as they ignored him.
“Alastor is the eye still giving you a hard time?” Albus asked from the stairs that led to his private quarters.
“Bugger it, Albus, it’s a damn nuisance.”
“Come upstairs away from prying ears.”
A portrait groaned at the loss of over hearing a conversation.
“What brings you to Hogwarts? What with the trials and the war over I thought you’d be relaxing.” Albus’ eyes twinkled as he sat in a royal blue chintz chair.
“This is just a reprieve, Dumbledore, no time to rest.”
“Ever vigilant, Alastor. How many more weeks do you have of forced leave?”
“One, bless Merlin. This new Minister’s a moron, if you ask me, forced leave who ever heard of such a plan?”
“Well time off every now and then never harmed anyone.”
“And you? You have not rested if I recall,” Alastor’s one good eye gleamed and his magical eye spun in its new socket.
“I have an institution to over-see, but summer will arrive sooner than later. Perhaps then I’ll travel some, Norway is a possibility.”
“Albus you need a woman!”
Albus’ eye-brows lifted closer to his hairline at Alastor’s statement. “Well that is to say you’ve been a bachelor too long. Go away with someone.”
“Aberforth has not been away in some time-”
“-Minerva”
Silence.
“Damn. I’m not good at this. Look here Albus Minerva is a fine woman and she’s had her eyes on you for years. You’re a great team and well what do you think?”
“Seems an extravagant first date. Alastor don’t tell me you’ve taken to mulling about my private life like so many others on your vacation.”
“It was at one of those infernal Ministry functions. I over heard some women talking about Minerva. They seem to think she pines after you, but she’s too plain so you ignore her. I respect Minerva and I didn’t like the talk.”
“You sound like an older brother.”
“I feel like one.”
“Minerva can handle nonsense rumors by gossip hungry women, she’s very strong.”
“I never said she wasn’t, but one of the witches was her cousin. Family talking about you is different. Do you think she’s plain?”
“Not at all; a cousin?”
“Gretchen is her name, I think; married what’s his name.”
“McClaren, Tom.”
“Or is there another woman?”
“Alas I am not the popular bachelor everyone believes. Don’t tell Witch Weekly, however, as I would hate to negatively impact sales. I have not gone without noticing Minerva, but let me remind you that I am eighty years her senior and her boss.”
“That wouldn’t be the largest age difference on the books, besides if she doesn’t mind why should you,” Alastor put a lewd spin to his words.
“I don’t like the direction of your thoughts in regards to the Deputy Headmistress of Hogwarts.”
“I recall you reprimanding a young man for saying something similar while we were on a field mission.”
“He over stepped his bounds, Minerva is not a doll to be fussed over or a courtier. His language and overall manner was unacceptable.”
“You mean you didn’t like that he found her attractive and wanted to bed her.”
“Alastor!”
“You might want to claim her before you start running off any potential suitors. She may like a lover.”
“Minerva’s business is not my concern. She would not like us talking about her in this manner.”
Alastor had moved to the door by the end of the exchange, “Make it your business, Albus, before someone else does.”
tbc...
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Post by McGonagallsGirl on Jul 12, 2007 19:45:42 GMT -5
cool. keep going  |
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Post by Trulyamused on Jul 12, 2007 19:58:36 GMT -5
looks great. I can't wait for more.
Truly
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Post by furandfeathers on Jul 13, 2007 10:37:51 GMT -5
such a great start!!! I love Alastor's last line... please continue!
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Post by EloquentPhoenix on Jul 13, 2007 14:00:44 GMT -5
Oooooh! Please continue this, I love it! I loved the sytle of it, and the relationship your portrayed between Alastor and Moody, and his insightfulness into how they both feel. The conversation was natural and worked really well. Update soon.
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Post by TheGryffindorSeeker on Jul 13, 2007 17:36:22 GMT -5
oh nice work- i'm clinging on- next chap please =]
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Post by beMMADfabulous on Jul 13, 2007 17:52:11 GMT -5
Ah, this is wonderful! I can't wait to read more! ;D
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Post by Sensiblyquirky on Jul 13, 2007 19:44:16 GMT -5
Thanks to everyone that has read and reviewed!
Chapter Two: Minerva and her Mother
“Minerva you used to like parties!”
“I still do, but regardless of recent events we are in the middle of a school year. As Head of Gryffindor House I cannot leave for a weekend.”
“Another teacher could cover you on a Saturday. Surely that man can survive one day without you and you without him for that matter.”
“Mother the students are my responsibility and they come first during the year.”
“You mean Albus Dumbledore and the students, Minerva, and don’t worry I’m fully aware of how dedicated you are. However one Saturday does not make you irresponsible.”
“I do not wish to impose upon my colleagues. Wait until the summer when I have some time.”
“Bullocks, Minerva Catherine be honest with me!”
Two exasperated women stared across an old world style desk each determined to win the timeless battle being waged. Dark blue eyes tried to pierce into brilliant green ones. The sunlight glinted off two identical heads of jet black hair.
“I do not know to what you are referring, but I have papers to grade if you please.”
“One night, Minerva, is not an imposition especially if you offer to cover for them later.”
A quill scratched over parchment as Minerva went ahead with her grading attempting to ignore her mother into leaving.
“I’ll ask Albus if he can come, perhaps that will motivate you.”
“I don’t know why you think it would, but Albus is engaged on Saturday.”
Blue eyes enlarged and a smile broke out on the older woman’s face. “How could I forget? The weekly chess matches, of course.”
Mother was happy to see a hint of pink blossom on her daughter’s composed face.
“I will strike a bargain with you, Minerva. I will not bother you about another party for the remainder of the school year if you go to Hogsmeade buy a sexy set of robes and the proper undergarments and spend all of Saturday night in the Headmaster’s chambers.”
“Mother! How indecent, to suggest that I…I cannot believe!”
“It’s called sex dear and I’m only telling you to do what you dream of doing anyway.”
Minerva was on her feet again, but this time she was unsure of their stability so she clutched onto her desk for support.
“You-are-insufferable. Stop suggesting that-”
“Minerva be honest. I have not even told your father about your feelings for Albus so I will keep it a secret.”
“There is nothing to tell!”
“Yes, well, I am hoping you see to that. I approve of your choice, why not act on it? Sometimes it shocks me that you are head of Gryffindor house, does not this house prize bravery?”
“He is my superior for goodness sake! Furthermore there is not a member of this staff, save the Headmaster, more qualified to be head of this house. Now, please leave.”
“Minerva-”
“Mother he is the Headmaster of Hogwarts and I am just a teacher.”
“Don’t tell me Gretchen has finally gotten to you. I would not suggest you seduce him if I did not think he would be receptive. Do you know that you’ve had a few men interested in you, but Albus runs them off? Apparently he doesn’t like other men to talk about you.”
“I am his Deputy and Albus has a bit of the Victorian in him. I’m sure he was just thinking of the school.”
Minerva clenched her hands into fists at her side trying to think of a way to get rid of her Mother without agreeing to attend the party or seduce Albus, but she was not having much luck.
“He was thinking and acting like a man in love…with you.”
“Why are you doing this to me?”
“I’m not sure you’ve ever truly loved anyone else. I want you to be happy, dear.”
“Albus has never given me the slightest hint that he is attracted to me.”
“I have just given you-”
“To me, he has shown no sign.”
“There are more signs then I think you see, Minerva. But since he is not here let us focus on you. How often do you think of him?”
No answer.
“Have you ever awakened hot from a dream about him?”
A blush spreads.
“Do you despise all women who approach him?”
Hands clench a little tighter.
“If I do not see you Saturday I want to know you and Albus at least talked about your repressed feelings for one another.”
Green eyes blinked back tears.
tbc...
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Post by dianahawthorne on Jul 14, 2007 0:31:22 GMT -5
ooh... interesting story. Can't wait to read more!!
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Post by furandfeathers on Jul 14, 2007 8:31:36 GMT -5
The plot thickens! I really liked the last couple of lines of that chapter, how Minerva didn't have to speak at all. Great story, please update soon!
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Post by beMMADfabulous on Jul 14, 2007 10:36:33 GMT -5
This is lovely! ;D I absolutely loved the last few lines when Minerva could not speak at all. ;D
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Post by osusprinks on Jul 14, 2007 12:56:43 GMT -5
OH wow! What an excellent story. I loved both chapters, but her mum was the best. I can't wait to read more! |
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Post by Rachel on Jul 14, 2007 13:52:15 GMT -5
I love it!Minerva's mother rules! ;D
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Waiting to be sorted
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Post by on Jul 14, 2007 15:39:36 GMT -5
I love it. This is so good so far. Can't wait to read more. =)
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Post by KristaMarie on Jul 14, 2007 21:42:32 GMT -5
I like what I've read so far! I do love Minerva's mum-- too funny!
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Post by Ashlynn Minerva Rose on Jul 14, 2007 23:51:48 GMT -5
Oh wow! I love this! Wow. If my mom ever tried to talk to me like that I'd probably go kill myself. That must have been a horrible talk! I can't wait for the next installment.
Much Love,
Ashlynn Minerva Rose
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Post by McGonagallsGirl on Jul 15, 2007 0:05:10 GMT -5
Now *that's* entertainment.
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Post by MinnyCat on Jul 15, 2007 16:26:21 GMT -5
I love this story so far!! Keep going. This will turn out really cute!
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Post by Sensiblyquirky on Jul 16, 2007 21:03:29 GMT -5
Thanks for reading...here's the third chapter. Only one more to go and maybe an epilogue.
Chapter Three: Poppy and Aberforth
“Do you have a clean glass?”
“I wash’em, Poppy.”
“Here, woman. Is this a little better?”
“Much; now what were you saying about Albus?”
“He came down, yesterday, mumbling about Norway and Minerva.”
“Minerva and Norway? Did he elaborate?”
“In his own way; from what I can figure he is thinking about a vacation-during the summer.”
“If anyone deserves it the Headmaster does.”
“Minerva crept in the conversation but Albus wasn’t clear. Would she like Norway?”
“I don’t see why not. She came to see me as well and she was out of sorts, too. They have their chess match Saturday, she seems preoccupied with it.”
“Maybe she just wants to beat him-”
“Aberforth, please she never stresses over the meetings. This time she was. Do you know how Albus feels about her?”
“He’s never said anything, but I’ve always thought he fancied her; right cowardly not to tell her, if you ask me. How about Minerva?”
“The same, I’ve always thought she put Albus before everything.”
“He has away of making people do that. Any ideas of how to get them to see it? I don’t want my brother to come mumbling in here again. He never made much sense before and he sure as hell was confusing today.”
“Take all their clothes and lock them in a room?”
“Could work, he does watch her ar-well you…um…you know as she walks by, though it never looks like it.”
“I was not serious, Aberforth.”
“Oh, but it could work.”
“Do you want to spend the rest of your life as a toad?”
“She is a fiery lass, as the Scots say!”
“That she is and she watches him too, if I remember once she commented on how handsome he looked with a shortened beard.”
“He likes to see her hair down.”
“Aberforth why don’t we make a list of what they each like about the other and then casually mention it to them? You can tell Albus and I can tell Minerva.”
“I’ll try to be…subtle, but it’s not my best way ‘o communicating.”
“That’s ok, I think they need a stronger push anyway.”
“Ok the esteemed Headmaster likes her hair down, her walk, her eyes…”
“-she needs to wear different robes I think-”
“um, one night while drinking he said her laugh was ‘special.’”
“Good, now for Albus…shorten his beard, his eyes too, his hands-she loves his hands-he should wear blue robes. She, also, loves how he’ll place his hand at the small of her back-she let that slip with some bubbly too.”
“Maybe we should just get them drunk and then throw them in a room together?”
“If this doesn’t work we might!”
Aberforth looked distracted, which Poppy thought was easy in the dirty bar where he was proprietor.
“Poppy is that Minerva?”
Poppy leaned toward the window, but stayed out of sight. Minerva quickly entered a dress shop, which was known for more intimate apparel. “I think so, though the blond hair does make you wonder…”
“Her walk, I think…”
“Yes, they may not need us after all.”
Poppy and Aberforth sat quietly for a few moments, but Minerva seemed to be thoroughly perusing the store.
“I think we should still go through with our plan,” Poppy finally said while smoothing a graying lock of hair behind her ear.
“I’ll pop into see Albus after work tonight. That’ll give him a few days before Saturday to think things over.”
“Good. I’ll sit here till she leaves. If Minerva sees me leave your bar she’ll grow suspicious. She’s too good at spotting plots and plans.”
“The Marauders gave her lots of practice.”
“Yes, too bad I was the only one they gave any grey hairs too.”
Poppy waited another half an hour before Minerva finally left Madam Gauche’s shop: ‘Apparel for the confident, sexy witch…as it was advertised.
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Post by beMMADfabulous on Jul 16, 2007 21:09:51 GMT -5
Haha, I love that he likes the way she walks and he says her laugh is "special" and that she likes his hands and the way he puts his hand on the small of her back. Aww. hehe. I can't wait to see their plan in action! ;D
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Post by MinnyCat on Jul 16, 2007 21:33:34 GMT -5
aw. some of those things were so cute! I cant wait for an update!!! |
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Post by dianahawthorne on Jul 17, 2007 1:02:25 GMT -5
heehee...can't wait for the next update!! and I hope Minerva doesn't keep her hair blonde...I think that'd turn Albus off!
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Post by Sensiblyquirky on Jul 18, 2007 16:21:40 GMT -5
Only an epilogue left!
Chapter Four: Albus and Minerva
“My dear, prompt as usual. I have everything all set up.”
“Good, is it my turn to be white?”
“I-erm-excuse me-I think so.” Minerva tried not to stare at Albus’ cropped beard or his blue robes.
Albus gently placed his hand on the small of Minerva’s back as he guided her up the stairs and into his private sitting room. He couldn’t help but stare at her shinning hair or the new robes. She hid more in her teaching robes than even he imagined. Minerva smiled as Albus’ grip got a bit firmer on her back.
“I thought your Mother was throwing a party this evening.”
“She is, but I felt I couldn’t leave the school and this one was bound to become tiring and very boring anyway.”
“If you wanted to go, my dear, you could have.”
“But I didn’t want to.”
“Well that that settles it. I am glad you came, a Saturday night alone is dreadful!”
“Albus you need to stop reading the articles about you in Witch Weekly.”
“I want to know what the women are saying, though sometimes the forwardness is a surprise.”
“Yes-yes I suppose it would be to a…um, to you.”
“I’m not an innocent little boy, Minerva, nor am I above human desire. I suppose I was influenced by my time, however.”
Minerva looked down at the pieces on the chess board, which had yet to be moved by either of them.
“Albus did you really-”
“Minerva, how would you like Norway?”
“What?” Incredulous eyes met and then they tried again.
“Did I really?”
“Norway?”
Chuckling Albus paused: “yes, Norway.”
“It seems to be a beautiful country. A little too cold to live there, I think. Why do you ask?”
“Would you like to go there, on a vacation with me? This summer of course, not now.”
“Oh, I would be delighted, Albus. Thank you for asking, but surely someone else-”
“No I want you! To go with me that is.”
Silence filled the space as both parties stared into a future no-one else could see and they couldn’t believe.
“I went shopping a few days ago,” Minerva blurted out and immediately regretted.
“The robes are beautiful on you.”
“Your beard, I like it. I like your jaw…” Minerva almost sighed and slumped back into her chair. She needed a script, apparently. I like your jaw? What was I thinking, she mused.
“I like your lips.”
“We aren’t good at this are we,” Albus asked quietly.
“Apparently not.”
“Minerva, remember after the battle in Oxford how I yelled at you?”
“I can’t forget it,” she answered softly.
“I yelled because I thought you were encouraging that Auror and I wanted you to encourage me.”
“I wasn’t encouraging him, Albus, he was just persistent. I would encourage you though. In fact,” Minerva stood up and crossed to stand in front of Albus, “I bought more than just robes.
tbc...
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Post by beMMADfabulous on Jul 18, 2007 22:47:15 GMT -5
Love it! hehe. This is intriguing, indeed.
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Post by dianahawthorne on Jul 18, 2007 23:15:21 GMT -5
ooh...great chapter! please update soon, I'm dying to see what happens!
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Post by tartanmin on Jul 20, 2007 4:08:21 GMT -5
ooh...great chapter! please update soon, I'm dying to see what happens! me to.. give us the last and final part soon |
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Post by QuillofMinerva on Jul 22, 2007 7:08:00 GMT -5
Teeheehee - great chapter!
Great to see you writing again. Hopefully you can spur me on to write AD/MM again.
Looking forward to the next chapter.
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Post by Orion's Guard on Jul 22, 2007 17:55:20 GMT -5
I read the first couple chapters before and forgot to review. This is really cute and good, though I'd like to know how the respective parties convinced Albus and Minerva to do the things the other finds attractive. Were they both that willing to share their feelings?
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Post by Leaves of Green on Jul 23, 2007 11:59:50 GMT -5
Well, this is the first fic I've read since DH! Now I can stop moping about how the books are done! We still have fanfic!
It's an awesome story! Can't wait for the epilouge!
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Post by Sensiblyquirky on Jul 23, 2007 20:10:22 GMT -5
Epilogue:
This is probably less fluff than people imagined, but this is what came as I wrote. Also it is very short, but alas.
“Yes, Harry, Minerva and Dumbledore were a couple. No one knows when it started though.”
“How did you all learn?”
“I saw them snogging.”
“Snogging,” Ron blanched.
“Heavily, he had been gone a few days I think.”
“Ministry function for me, they were dancing very close in the gardens and his hands…well not quite standard form if you know what I mean.”
“Late one night headquarters they were in the kitchen talking and she was massaging his shoulders. He turned to look at her and his gaze was full of so much love.”
“At Hogwarts I heard her crying as I passed her office and he was comforting her. Dumbledore kept saying how much he loved her.”
“Hermione you knew!” Ron shouted flabbergasted, “and you didn’t say anything!”
“It was during first year when you and Harry were being mean to me and after that I thought it was best no-one knew.”
“Well, I always thought they belonged together. They were a great team, and well they just fit.”
“Yes, I thought so too.”
“A toast then to Albus Dumbledore and Minerva McGonagall!”
“To Albus and Minerva!”
Thanks for reading everybody. I know this is short, but I hope ok. I’ve got some other ideas in mind for stories, but I want to get a lot written before I post so hopefully my muse won’t leave me!
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