Don't Stand So Close To Me
DISCLAIMER: Everything Harry Potter-related belongs to J.K. Rowling. The song, "Don't Stand So Close To Me" belongs to the group The Police. This is a response to the challenge posted by Jessabelle on the Albus & Minerva Fan fiction Board.
This is written from Professor Binns's point of view.
Young teacher, the subject
Of schoolgirl fantasy
Although Albus was certainly the most qualified for the post of Transfiguration Professor, I was worried that he may not have been the most appropriate. He always had many girls hanging off him while he attended Hogwarts, and although he never did anything to encourage them, he gained more female admirers as the years went on- particularly after defeating Grindelwald.
Even as one of the older professors, his students were persistent in attempting to win his favour. During the balls held regularly at Hogwarts, he was asked to dance by his bolder female students. Occasionally, he acquiesced, and danced a non-romantic number with a few of his students.
Luckily for Albus, most of the girls who pined for him found someone else- it was, after all, only a simple schoolgirl crush. All but one girl, that is.
She wants him so badly
Knows what she wants to be
Minerva McGonagall began her career at Hogwarts quite a while after Albus had established himself at Hogwarts. He was known as a professor with interesting classes, a fondness for muggle candy, an above-reproach integrity and moral code, and for being a lifelong bachelor.
Don't stand, don't stand so
Don't stand so close to me
Minerva McGonagall changed all of that.
Inside her there's longing
This girls an open page
Book marking - she's so close now
This girl is half his age
By the time she had begun her final year at Hogwarts, both she and Albus were infatuated with each other. He had begun to train her as an Animagus during her sixth year, and their "private lessons" took up most of her spare time.
Her friends are so jealous
You know how bad girls get
Sometimes its not so easy
To be the teachers pet
Her friends were incredibly jealous of the professor who took up the time that Minerva should have been spending with her friends. At least, that's what they told her. In reality, they were jealous because she had Albus wrapped around her finger.
Albus's integrity kept him from starting a relationship with her for the longest time, although he was sorely tempted to. Eventually, however, the temptation got to be too much for him to withstand.
So bad it makes him cry
It was Christmas break, and Minerva had returned to her home to celebrate her sister's engagement. She had gone to Diagon Alley to finish her Christmas shopping, when she ran into Albus at the "departing" floo.
Wet floo stop, she's waiting
His arms are warm and dry
It was a wet day, unusual for Britain in December, as it normally snowed. Albus offered to Apparate her back to her home, as the queue was very long and he feared Minerva would catch a cold. She agreed, and stepped into his arms as they Apparated back to his home- not hers. When they opened their eyes, Minerva realised that she had Apparated them back to his house. Albus knew what it meant- she was just as much in love with him as he was with her. He bent down and kissed her, and then carried her inside to his bedroom.
Don't stand, don't stand so
Don't stand so close to me
When school resumed after the Christmas holidays, students and my fellow professors alike could sense the difference in Minerva. They could see the way Minerva and Albus interacted in the classroom and outside of it. Minerva had finally completed her Animagus training, but she and Albus continued to meet every evening- ostensibly to play chess.
Loose talk in the classroom
To hurt they try and try
As they continued to isolate themselves from the rest of the school, the rumours began to spread. In class, no one would sit near Minerva, and the notes the professors confiscated always had something to do with the inappropriate relationship between Albus and Minerva.
Strong words in the staffroom
The accusations fly
Even the staff room was no longer a safe haven for the Deputy Headmaster. My colleagues accused him of leading her on, seducing her, and numerous other offences. Some of these accusations were well founded, while others were based on false speculations and rumours.
It's no use, he sees her
He starts to shake and cough
Albus knew that they had to break off their relationship in order to salvage what little was left of their reputations. He tried to speak to her, but could not get the words out when they were together. She had bewitched him- not by magic, but by love.
Just like the old man in
That book by Nabokov
He had to send her an owl to tell her it was over- at least until she graduated. Although she was of age, Albus could not help feeling like the man in Nabokov's book Lolita.
Graduation came and went, and Albus and Minerva were able to resume their relationship- this time in secret. They were married a month after her graduation. I was their Secret-Keeper; for, after all, I was the first one who realised their true relationship and the only one who did not accuse Albus of seducing a student. To the world, Albus was a bachelor; but to those select few, he and Minerva McGonagall were just the Dumbledores, whose love had endured every attempt to destroy it.