Minerva and Albus walked towards the train and they both stopped to say goodbye.

Insteed Minerva handed him a small letter There stood:

I have a confession to make, Albus. There is a man going with me to Scotland.

Albus stared at the letter horrafied, deeply saddened and felt like a fool thinking that he ever thougt that he had a chance with that woman.

Tonight we are going out together, then to a famus cambermusik consert.

This can not get worse Albus thougt .

I am in love with the man in quistion and have been for years.I would die for him.

Albus was almost sobbing and wanted to run away.

He flipped the letter just to do something with his shaking hands.

And that man is YOU!

AN this is my first fic.