Subconsciously in Love
"You love him - admit it."
"I do not! If anyone would know, it would be me."
"Not necessarily." This was yet another fight between Rolanda Hooch and Minerva McGonagall. They knew it wouldn't get them anywhere, but they still fought, trying to convince the other what 'feelings' were, or rather, how to tell what kind of feelings are present. "You could subconsciously love him. Tell me, what do you feel when I say, 'Albus is going out tonight with Poppy?'"
Minerva felt herself feel a little sick. "I feel happy that he has found someone," she lied.
"Liar! I know you are lying! You want him to be happy, yes, but you also want to be happy. Tell him how you feel, damn it!"
"If I were to tell him how I feel it would be something like this: 'Albus, I like that we are very good friends, would you like to continue to be really good friends?' How lame would that be?" She snorted at the thought.
"That's not what you feel. Don't lie to me. I could see the change in your expression when I mentioned him going out with Poppy. You didn't like the thought." She was giving Minerva an 'all knowing' glare. "Come on, Min. You never show your true emotions. All people see is stern or annoyed."
"I resent that. I don't only show stern or annoyed. When I give points out I'm not stern or annoyed. And don't call me Min ever again." Now she was giving Hooch a 'hahahahaha' look.
"Well… I don't know if that really counts. I'm thinking more about friends-wise. True, sometimes we will get a glimpse of you having fun, but that doesn't last very long."
"I don't have to take this! You can leave now."
"You are correct, I am very capable of leaving now, but I'm not going to leave until you admit what you feel."
Minerva sighed. She was about to give him when there was a knock at the door. Mumbling angrily under her breath she went and opened the door, looking even more then usually annoyed. As she swung open the door, there stood the person up for debate.
"Hello, Minerva." See the look on her face, he said, "Is this a bad time?"
"No, no. Madam Hooch was just leaving." She opened the door wider and smiled; now she had a reason to make Rolanda leave.
Hooch shot her a glare. "Think about what we talked about, please."
Minerva nodded as she shoved her out the door. Albus came in. "Where you talking about? Is it something that you would like to discuss with me? I am all for helping friends in need."
Minerva laughed slightly, "No, I think we girls can handle this one."
"I see. Well, in that case, I have something that I would like to discuss." There was a long pause in witch Minerva started to pour tea. She nodded at him to show that she was listening. "Well, you see, the thing is that the Ministry is having a ball sort of thing. I'm not sure why, but they are. And I was wondering if you would like to…accompany me for the night?"
There was another short pause while she handed him the tea. "What night is this 'ball sort of thing?'" She was making fun of him, but he seemed not to notice.
"A week from today, actually. I think that there will be dinner as well as dancing."
"I think that should be fine. I just have to remember not to give anyone detention that day." This was suppose to be a joke, but Albus didn't laugh. After a few moments of silence she said, "Is there anything else that you would like to talk about?"
"Uhh… No, no I think that is it. OH! Are we still going to play a game of chess tomorrow night?"
"I was planning on it."
"Good, sounds great. Well, I think that is all. I will let you get back to whatever it was you were doing, or rather I will let you think about what ever it is you are suppose to be thinking about." He smiled and left, leaving Minerva standing there speechless. That was the weirdest he has ever acted, or at least close to it.
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