I won't let you down. Al is.......... Oh, that's it.
Albus' ship
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Minerva, what can I do? I've been dreaming for years and couldn't find a Thai fic for this couple, so I wrote it myself.
If anyone is dissatisfied, please apologize :) If anyone doesn't like it, don't read it. Isus.
♔THEORA
♔THEORA
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Just first love...........first love impresses the mind
Just the heart thinks............Thinks without heart, waits for dreams.
Just leave your heart...........please send your heart to each other.
Just a dream...........a dream that we would meet
Just by crossing your eyes.......you will find love.
Just meeting face to face.........faces met and hearts suddenly fell into place.
Just say you love.......Love tells your heart to sleepwalk.
Just delirious......delirious, fascinated, worried.
Just seeing you.......meeting you, don't hold back.
Just asking.......just having you near
Just afraid of love.............Love is afraid of having to be far away.
Just far away...........body far away, heart close to you
In the office of Associate Professor Minerva McGonagall, Associate Professor at Hogwarts. Gryffindor's beloved home teacher. Transformation teacher............ I was sitting and checking the documents that were lined up on my desk as usual."
knock... knock..knock "
There was a rhythmic knock on the door. "Come in," she said, giving permission to the person behind the door to step in. But I was surprised because what came in was "Fawkes" the phoenix of Professor Alavus Dumbledore or the Headmaster of Hogwarts. It swooped in and released a letter from its sharp claws.
then flew past and out the window of the room She shook her head in displeasure before walking to close the window that had been opened by uninvited guest and sat back in the office chair. She thought about keeping the letter and read it after dealing with the pile of documents. But her eyes caught the message that The envelope was addressed and it said "Urgent".
And that was another thing that surprised her, because he was usually calm unless it was something important regarding an Order meeting or something he wanted her to know right away. after receiving it She didn't hesitate and immediately opened it to read.
to Pf.Minerva Mcgonagall
I'm sorry if it disturbs your work time. If you have received this letter, it exists for one reason.
That means my death has come. Of course, my instructions will be set out in this letter. But that cannot be the case because I am sure that every member of Hogwarts knows their duty. There is nothing much to worry about except what will happen from now on.
The fate of Hogwarts depends on all of you, especially Potter, and do your best, Minerva. Don't dare dwell on your suffering. Anything that was created.
Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore
Headmaster
--PS. I love u and will love you forever Dear --
McGonagall jerked away from the table in shock. from the sound of thunder She slowly walked towards the window. Looking through the raindrops that were clinging to the glass, "Isn't it true..." she muttered to herself. Suddenly, "Bang!" The door slammed open and hit the wall, and Madame Prom's shadow appeared. Fey
who hurriedly walked in with tears “Oh...Poppy darling. You don't look good.” “There's something you need to know....ah...al..heek..” the Hogwarts nurse sobbed. "What exactly do you mean?" Minerva's brow furrowed. She hoped it wasn't something she just learned from the letter. But it was not like that. "Albus is dead..."
The words she didn't want to hear the most came out of her mouth. Promphy finally got it. "Ah....What...."
"You heard right, Professor," the nurse confirmed her words.
A few minutes later She and Promphey had arrived at a compound which was now surrounded by students and teachers from various houses.
“Master McGonagall…” Hagrid hurriedly ushered her through the crowd to reach Albus Dumbledore. “Tell me this isn't true.....Ah! Minerva almost collapsed on the ground if Sparta, Professor of Plant Science, held her up. "I'm fine," Minerva said. and slowly approached Dumbledore.
She couldn't believe her eyes. Now she felt numb all over. It was gone with the appearance of the intimidating female professor. Now you are just a weak woman. She couldn't hold back her tears any longer. she is crying While sitting next to the lifeless body of...my best friend....my best teacher...my dearest lover...
Dumbledore, who had been everything to her all these years.
amidst sorrow The funeral did not take place. Because time is getting less and less. When "You Know Who" is going to determine the life or death of every life.
Soon the "war" broke out and they arrived at Hogwarts...........
Very sad............miserable
The devil..............creates heat
Meaning of looking in.................the world
Wear a famous mask...................good person
I can't stand it.......................Deceitful claim
Revealing the ghost crash...............Ching up
True creation.............just the devil.
"Harry Potter is dead," Voldemort's voice resounded, creating quite a bit of disappointment...sadness for everyone. Especially his friends
But after Neville Longbottom's admiring words, the situation took a turn. "Yes, Potter is not dead," which caused a great deal of joy and excitement. Hogwarts again .....until finally Defeat was bestowed upon Hogwarts, but it came with great loss. Departing without ever returning
of both heroes and heroes Everyone who sacrificed their lives in this event
After Dark Lord Everything dies and comes back to normal. But the grief of Minerva McGonagall, who now holds the position of The Head Professor of Hogwarts is not finished yet, she still misses him..........both during the day and at night.
One Night "Snap, what are you doing? Stop it!" Minerva cried out loudly. As Dumbledore was stabbed and fell, she tried to hold his hand. But it turned out that His hand slipped past hers like it was intangible. She screamed loudly. Loud enough to wake her from her dream.
She dreamed that she was a witness to Dumbledore's murder. She had this dream many nights in a row. And she often woke up in the middle of the night with tears and sweat all over her body. Promphey says she may have had too much sadness. That might be another reason. “You need to get plenty of rest these days, Professor McGonagall.
Luckily, it's during school break right now or you'll be in trouble.”
"Please call me like you normally would," Minerva said before walking away. hospital wing
Until reaching her office, which used to belong to former Head Professor Albus Dumbledore, she collapsed as soon as she entered.
"Why"
"Why ..."
"Why can't I stop being sad?"
"Why don't you tell me anything, Albus?"
"Why did you leave me..?"
"When will this dream stop?"
"Why"
She cried until her eyes were bruised. Tears flowed like a joke....Many questions popped up in her head about every matter. Minerva was always angry at herself. If she had known about this in time, she might have saved him from the death that made her so dull. A gust of wind suddenly blew in through the window, causing some pieces of paper to break. He flew closer to her, as if it had been forced.
It was the original letter. The latest edition before everything changes. She almost threw it away, but she was struck by a small message that she had never paid attention to. It read......................... ...................
ps. I love you and will love you forever Dear (
P.S. I will love you and love you forever, darling.)
Her heart swelled with joy again despite the sadness mixed in. Why had she never paid attention to such a small message before? "I've always loved you, Albus," she said to herself, hoping he would know. “Of course I understand. Albus' voice sounded. From somewhere "Albus, is that you?"
Minerva looked around but nothing happened. “I must have been hallucinating,” Minerva wiped away her tears. “No, my dear. You're not hallucinating yourself,” a voice on the wind told her. “Where are you?” she asked again. “Oh my gosh.....up here.” She looked up at the sound of the voice. “Dammit, Merlin! How are you in the picture? " cried Minerva.
She had many questions that she wanted to ask him right now. “Have you forgotten that we can communicate through the images of dead people? It's like each picture on the wall along the moving staircase." "And you didn't plan to greet me?" She rolled her eyes. "I'm sorry about that. I like that you miss me." "Oh...old man." "I should have confessed to you sooner."
It should be a lot faster if you don't die first. But if you're dead, then you don't have to go through the trouble of confessing.” After that, the two kept bitching at each other through pictures. .............
"This is the history of great love that was written in the magical world."
THE END