Because there are so many stories about Minerva as a student en so many stories about the couple ADMM I thought that it would be original to write about everyone's favourite couple hehe ^^

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Minerva McGonagall
Albus Dumbledore
The plot
everything you recognize as JK Rowling's work

Have fun reading!

This story will begin in at the end of Minerva her days as a student. I know, I know, little weird place. But I couldn't bring it up to write about all the seven years.. way too much..

Saying goodbye isn't that easy.

June. Everyone likes June the most about all the months. If you have to choose, who would choose another month. June is the month everyone goes home for the summer holidays. With lots of free time and time to just relax in the sunshine by the lake or taking a stroll around the castle. In this nothing to do time, some others had to work hard on their exams, and there way to much mountain of homework. And some of us had just graduated from school and have a combination of both the stress and the lots of free time. This story is about the last.

Minerva McGonagall is in her last year and finished her exams last week. With only the graduating feast left, and one more night at the school, she was feeling more and more upset. She didn't know what she wanted to do when she was done.

Many people had offered her a position at a institute or at the ministry. But she just didn't want anything like that. It had to be a time of fun and joy. For Minerva was it everything except fun and joy, she had to say goodbye to her best friend. The only one who understood her and know her… really know her.

''Ah miss. McGonagall, aren't you getting ready for tonight's party?'' Minerva who was standing on the bridge to the forest looked behind her.

A short man with a round belly and a thick brown beard looked interested at the young woman.

''Headmaster Dippet!'' said Minerva with a small nod.

''How are you today sir?'' Dippet smiled at the younger one. He was always impressed by the girls work. She was very powerful and intelligent, not to speak about her transfiguration performance.

''Very good miss. McGonagall, thank you.'' He looked slowly around them.

''isn't your father coming for the feast tonight?'' he asked.

''no sir, my father has to work tonight.'' The headmaster nodded slowly.

''I'm sorry, that's unfortunate to hear.'' She nodded ad his comment. ''I know that Isobel would be proud of you Minerva.'' He patted her shoulder and made his way back to the castle. The witch smiled surprised and nodded. He had never call her Minerva. It was always miss. McGonagall.

She looked along the grounds of the school and saw all the graduating students with their parents walking around the grounds or just sitting by the lake. She could feel the pain all over again. Her mother had died three years ago. It was in her fifth year, Robert was way to young to deal with it. Sadly she thought of her mother. The strong woman with the brown curls. She didn't want to cry, but the thought of her made her shiver. And her father.. well, she was never his favourite. He didn't want to have a girl, he wanted a boy! A normal boy…

I wish mom was here… a small tear escaped her eyes. Her vision became hazy of the tears and she shook it away. A soft touch against her cheek made her froze. She quickly blinked her tears away and looked next to her. To her surprise wasn't it a persons had she tough to feel but the soft red feathers on the head of a big phoenix.

''Fawkes! What are you doing here?'' she know the phoenix belonged to the only person she didn't want to see. She didn't want to think about him, even to hear about him.

Too late! Her mind was flowing over by images by the handsome transfiguration professor. She could see his sparking blue eyes and his long auburn hair. She shook his image away. Fawkes stroke her cheek again and made a soft melodious sound. She could feel his sadness to.

''I'm will miss you too, Fawkes.'' She petted his thick feather back. And Albus even more. She didn't say that aloud. No one know of her silly schoolgirl crush. In her first year she had fallen for the handsome professor. And it didn't go away. Not then, and even not now. Seven years later it was much stronger than back in the beginning. After their animagus lessons her feelings became more and more. Fawkes spread his wings and in a second he was gone in a burst of flames.

''Fawkes!?'' Minerva sounded confused. Why had the phoenix such a hurry to get away from her? She didn't do anything wrong or did she?

The twilight began to set in the evening glory and she made slowly her way over to the castle. It was already time for dinner. She wasn't hungry, and the fact that she had to face Him, didn't make it anything better. She passed the great hall and could hear all the chattering voices. She stood there for a moment and walked in a hurry of to the dormitory, she had to get ready for the feast that was in less than 3 hours.