Albus and Minerva had been friends for so long, they knew each other so well that it was so easy to tell what the other was feeling even if they said otherwise. They hid no secrets from the other, except for one that they happen to both share without their own knowledge. About halfway through the summer vacation at Hogwarts a few years back Minerva started feeling a tingling sensation every time the Headmaster looked at her with that oh-so-familiar twinkle in his eyes.
All she could do was to pretend not to see those wonderful blue sapphire eyes he had and look away so that he wouldn't notice a faint blush grazing her cheeks. She kept saying that it would be impossible for him to return her feelings and mentally scolded for even fantasizing about being in his arms or being the recipient of a loving kiss from her boss.
'He is your employer, Minerva! You should be ashamed of yourself to even suggest such a thing,' this was only one of the few thoughts she frequently had on this subject.
She thought herself as a spinster or a woman who can never be loved for her high maintenance and stern shell. She refused to be warm and carefree in front of people; it even took her a while to trust Albus with seeing her with her hair free from her signature constricting and tight bun.
The first time was when he arrived very early in the morning to escort her to the Great Hall as always and her hair was still slightly damp. She motioned for him to come in and sit down on the couch while she sat in front of her vanity and proceeded to twist her hair and pin it in place. Albus watched her the entire time in amazement of her raven locks he had never before seen her like this. Having her hair down showed vulnerability and warmth which made him give out a small chuckle and she immediately turned to look at him with curiosity within her emerald eyes.
"Is something wrong, Albus?" she asked.
"Oh it's nothing just a thought, my dear," he replied with a smile.
She looked at him with annoyance at not telling her why he laughed, then she smiled to herself and said in a very low murmur so that he couldn't hear her, "Well that's Albus for you." Oblivious to the fact that even though Albus was old he still had very good hearing and when he heard her statement he sighed and smiled even wider.
"Shall we now adjourn to the Great Hall for breakfast or is there something you need to take care of first before going?" he inquired.
"No I think I have accomplished everything that needs to be," she looked around and continued, "Let's go then."
He held out his arm and she took it. They walked through the empty halls towards the Hall for a nice breakfast to start the day.