This is my first attempt to make a complete fanfic. I've already written 15 chapters so far on this fanfic so I hope to update often!
I think AD and MM make a great couple and they are so sweet together, and the Dumbledore I imagine is him from the sixth HP movie.
I have a betareader from chapter 11 but she is going to edit the first 10 chapters too so this is now an edited chapter!
Harry Potter is all J.K Rowling's amazing creations!
Chapter 1 - Hermione Jean McGonagall - Dumbledore
A couple sat in a hospital bed at St Mungo's, a hospital for wizards and witches, and looked down at their newborn daughter.
"She's absolutely beautiful, my dear," Albus Dumbledore said to his wife as he watched his daughter open her eyes for the first time.
"I know, but you know that we can't keep her," Minerva sadly answered her husband, looking down at the beautiful child she held in her arms.
"We must name her, at least," Albus said.
"How about Hermione? It's a beautiful name for a beautiful daughter," Minerva smiled at her daughter as one single tear slid down her face.
"Hermione Jean Dumbledore – McGonagall" Albus said lovingly.
11 years later
"Take care of yourself" Mrs. Granger told her eleven years old daughter, wiping away a few tears. This would be the first time Hermione would leave her for so long.
"I will, promise, love you mom!" Hermione shouted enthusiastically through the train window.
Hermione Jean Granger had been adopted by Lisa and Harold Granger the moment after she was born, Hermione had no idea of who her birth parents were, only that one or both of them had to be a witch or a wizard.
Hermione had gotten her letter from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry during her summer break. She had been counting down the days for the school to start ever since she read her letter. She had also gotten all of her books and read them through thoroughly.
She would miss her parents but she was just so excited to be a student at the magical school.
She took her bag and found an empty seat on the train. It didn't take long before two other students showed up on the other side of the glass door.
"Hello, can we sit here? Everyone else is full," a young boy asked Hermione, he seemed to be in the same age as herself.
"Of course, I'm Hermione Granger" Hermione presented herself.
"Oh thanks, I'm Harry, Harry Potter." The boy said.
"And I'm Ronald Weasly but you can call me Ron" the other boy told her and shaked her hand.
The train ride went quickly, Hermione had changed into her school robes and so had Harry and Ron.
When they got off the train they met a half giant on the train station.
"First years, follow me!" The half giant said as he waved with one of his big hands for the students to follow him, he also introduced himself as Rubeus Hagrid. All of the first year students followed the half giant to the water were several small boats waited for them.
Hermione, Ron and Harry shared one of the small boats that took them over the Black Lake and to Hogwarts grounds.
When they came into the castle all their bags suddenly disappeared. Hermione followed the rest of the first years up a few stairs before they came to a stop. Someone was standing and waiting for them on the top of the staircase.
"First years, the sorting ceremony will begin momentarily. You will be sorted into your houses, while you're here, your house will be like your family. The houses are Gryffindor, Revenclaw, Hufflepuff and Slytherin," the tall woman explained. Hermione noticed her emerald green eyes that matched her green robes and she was wearing a black witch hat on the top of her head.
The witch turned and walked into the hall. Hermione got to meet Draco Malfoy and his friends during that time but before they could say much more the woman came back. "We're ready for you now," the witch said as she opened the doors to the Great Hall.
Hermione walked side by side with another girl with red hair through the Great Hall. All the older students and the staff were staring at them as they walked their way up to the Head table where a black hat was laying on an old stool.
All the new students including Hermione gathered in a half moon circle around the stool and the hat started to sing. It sang a song about the four houses, Gryffindor, Revenclaw, Hufflepuff and Slytherin. All the students clapped their hands when the hat was done and then the sorting ceremony begun.
The woman, who had introduced herself as Professor Minerva McGonagall, the Transfiguration professor, then started to read names from a list. The person who got called went to sit on the stool while Professor McGonagall placed the sorting hat on the person's head. The hat then shouted out one of the student house names after judging the person.
"Hermione Granger," was the first name Minerva read out loud. It couldn't be Minerva thought to herself, she didn't want to get her hopes up. But there was no doubt as the girl named Hermione stepped forth and took her place at the stool. Minerva immediately recognized her daughter but Hermione had no idea that she was sitting next to her real mother.
Minerva placed the hat on her daughter's head and waited, tense, as the hat argued quietly about the houses. Then it suddenly yelled "Gryffindor!"
Hermione smiled and jumped down to the Gryffindor table.
She didn't recognize the smile Minerva smiled at her husband, as their daughter became a Gryffindor, just like herself and Albus had been.
Minerva then continued to read names from the list until all the students were sitting at their house tables. Not surprisingly, Harry Potter and Ron Weasley became Gryffindors while Draco Malfoy became a Slytherin.
Albus then stood up for his annual speech as Headmaster.
"I would like to remind all students, old and new that the Dark Forest is strictly forbidden for all students. Our caretaker, Argus Filch also wants me to remind you that the corridor at the third floor is a forbidden area for them who do not wish to die a slow and painful death. Now, let the fiest begin," Album finished his speech before sitting down in the middle throne at the Head table, between Minerva and Filius.
"I can't believe she's here!" Minerva leaned over to whisper to her husband.
"It's been eleven years, but we can't say anything, my dear. You know it's not right for us to tell her," Albus reminded his wife carefully. "We promised the Grangers!"
"I know but it's just hard to have her so close without telling her. Now, I'll see her almost everyday and she doesn't know that we are her real parents," Minerva looked down at her plate.
"It will be okay, promise, my dear," Albus assured his wife.
Minerva and Albus both looked to the Gryffindor table where Hermione was sitting and eating, she was chatting with some other students, Harry Potter and Ron Wesley.
At least she's already gotten some friends, Minerva thought.
Half of the first term passed well. Hermione found out to be a genial in all her classes; she was way ahead of the rest of her class in every subject. She enjoyed studying a lot and spent many hours in the school's library. She also liked to hang out with her friends; Harry and Ron especially, who had become her best friends. The three friends were sitting at the Gryffindor table, eating breakfast when the day's mail arrived.
A big, grey owl dropped a letter on Hermione's plate. She picked it up and opened it. Her eyes quickly read the lines before she suddenly jumped up and ran from the Great Hall.
Harry and Ron called for her but she didn't stop. She ran straight to her dormitory.
Albus and Minerva who had seen the show looked at each other, worried.
In her dormitory Hermione threw herself on her bed and cried. Her parents were gone; dead. The letter had been from St Mungo's, it said that Lisa and Harold Granger had passed away in their sleep. They didn't even tell Hermione that they were sick before she left for Hogwarts.
Hermione regretted leaving for Hogwarts, she should have been there and take care of them. Hermione cried herself to sleep, holding the letter tightly in her hands. That night, she dreamt of her parents and all happy moments she had with them.
"What do you think happened?" Minerva asked her husband, worryingly when they walked from the Great Hall.
"I don't know my dear, you can talk to her tomorrow, she's in you last class," Albus said and pecked his wife on the cheek.
"Mhm" Minerva answered; she had a hard time thinking when Albus kissed her, she promptly forgot what she was thinking of then.
"Now we better get some sleep, we both have many things to do tomorrow," Albus hugged Minerva close to him as they lay down in their bed. The bed was a king size with gold and red sheets, Gryffindor's colours of course.
"Goodnight my love," Minerva mumbled.
"Goodnight Tabby," Albus said before the sleep took him.
I hope she's okay, was Minerva's last thought before she fell asleep.
Hermione woke up with a terrible headache. She threw a quick look at her watch and saw that it was time for breakfast. She had a day full of classes so she had to get up.
Looking herself in the mirror she noticed that her eyes were blood red, her hair a completely mess and she had dark marks under her eyes. The thoughts of her parents dead kept her awake almost the entire night; she had only gotten a few hours of peaceful sleep and even then she also thought of her parents, but those were happy moments, meanwhile the last hours had been nightmares.
"Good morning," Hermione yawned to her roommates, which were Susan Bones and the Parvati twins.
She was greeted with sleepy "mornings" back Her roommates weren't morning persons.
Trying to push the thought of her parents away for the moment she jumped into the bathroom and took a well - needed shower before getting ready and leaving for breakfast. She covered her face in make-up so no one would notice the fact that she had been up for the majority of the night crying.
"Morning Hermione, are you okay?" Harry asked Hermione when she sat down next to him. Harry had been thinking about Hermione all night, he became worried about her after she ran out last night.
"I'm sorry that I ran away last night, my parents died…" Hermione started to sob as she told Harry and Ron the reason why she'd left.
"Oh, I'm so sorry Moine," Harry hugged his friend close, trying to give some comfort, knowing how it felt to loose your parents.
"I don't know what to do, I don't know what to do with the house, all our muggle belongings and where to stay during holidays," Hermione cried into Harry's arms.
Other people started to notice Harry and Hermione's position and started to whisper. That only made Hermione cry even harder and hold on to Harry even more.
At the Head table Minerva and Albus watched their daughter from distance. Minerva didn't want anything but go to her daughter and comfort her and tell her everything; the truth. Though she knew she couldn't, the Grangers had to tell Hermione when they wanted to. She and Albus had promised them that when they adopted Hermione.
Albus was also very worried about Hermione; she was and will always be, his little girl. She was crying and needed her parents but there was no way he could comfort her without her and the rest of the school getting to know the truth so he had to sit and watch Mister Potter comfort his daughter. At least she already have some good friends, he thought.
"I'm so sorry," Hermione hiccupped as she saw the mess she'd done with Harry's shirt.
"Don't worry about that, let's go and get to our first class or do you want to go back to your dormitory?" Harry asked Hermione. Ron had slept in and had to skip breakfast to make it in time to his classes.
"I have to go to class, it makes me think about something else," Hermione replied and they left the Great Hall together.
Hermione's classes went by quickly. She did well Charms and History of Magic, which cheered her up a little bit, but she couldn't stop thinking about her parents. Were they happy? Were they even together? What happens when you die?
Her last class for the day was double transfiguration with Professor McGonagall.
She usually didn't have any problems in transfigurations but today nothing worked, she failed the easiest tasks. That almost made her cry but she kept struggling the spells and at the end of the class she had succeeded once to turn her pencil into a golden cup.
"Miss Granger, I would like you to stay after class today, " Professor McGonagall said to Hermione as she walked past her desk.
Oh no, Hermione thought, but nodded in agreement.
Minerva dismissed her class and all the students went out of the room except for her daughter. She was sitting quietly on her chair, waiting for the door to close. Minerva flicked her wand and the door closed itself.
"Miss Granger, what happened yesterday?" Minerva asked Hermione.
That made Hermione to break down again. Tears were pouring down her cheeks and she sobbed uncontrollably but didn't say a word. Minerva couldn't take it anymore and went to hold her daughter.
"My parents are dead; I got a letter from St Mungo's. I didn't even know they were sick," Hermione cried into Minerva's robes, at the moment she didn't care about the mess she caused her teacher's robes.
That shocked the professor but Minerva just held Hermione closer to her. Now they could never tell Hermione the truth. Minerva decided that it was time to tell Hermione the truth. That she wasn't alone and that she had a home, someone who loved her, a child need to feel loved to feel well.
"Miss Granger, you know that you are adopted," Minerva started carefully. She only got a nod as response.
"Well, I know who your real parents are. Your adopted parents were supposed to tell you the truth when they felt that you were ready for it. Now they unfortunately can't but do you want to know the truth?" Minerva asked her daughter, she had always been straight to the point about things.
Hermione looked up to her professor "Yes I would like to know, but how do you know?" she asked confused, still crying silently.
"Your mother is right in front of you," Minerva answered quietly, not sure if Hermione even heard her.
Hermione had heard her, "What?!" Hermione gasped in shock, staring at her professor who just told her that she was her mother.
"I'm so sorry that I gave you up for adoption. I had just started to teach here and couldn't take care of a baby so I gave you to the Grangers, but I never stopped thinking about you, I love you Hermione," Minerva explained in soft whispers.
Hermione didn't know what to believe but she felt safe with the older woman and she had noticed some similarities between herself and her professor during the months at the school. Though she was in quite some shock and couldn't control herself.
"I can't…" Hermione whispered before running out of the classroom.
Hermione didn't know what to believe, she ran and ran. When her legs gave up she fell into a ball on the floor and cried. She stayed so for a long time, it wasn't until Severus Snape found her there, during his night patrolling she moved.
Minerva was left miserable in her transfiguration classroom. Tears fell down her cheeks as she looked at the door where her daughter had run out through. She knew Hermione might not want to accept the truth but it still hurt.
Sobbing the old woman got up and blinded by her tears staggered to her husband's office. She was very happy not to meet anyone, not wanting to explain herself to anyone else and she absolutely did not want a student to see her in this shape.
She came to the stone gargoyle that guarded the Headmaster and her husband's office and quietly said "Lemon Sorbet". The statue let her in and she found her husband sitting behind his desk, writing on some parchment.
Seeing his very upset wife coming in to his office, Albus stood up and opened his arms to Minerva who threw herself on her husband and started to sob into his chest. Albus carefully wrapped her in his arms and rubbed her back in soft round circles.
"What happened, Min?"
"I told Hermione everything and she ran away, she hates me for giving her up," Minerva continued to sob in Albus arms.
Albus didn't answer to that; he just stood there and held his wife close to him, trying to comfort her even though he also was hurt by the fact that Hermione didn't want to see Minerva and that she still didn't know that he was her father. Since she didn't want to see Minerva, he doubted she would want to see him either, if she found out that he was her father.
Hermione had ran to the dungeons without noticing and was found later by Professor Snape who carefully picked the little girl up and took her back to her dormitory. Severus sneaked into her dormitory without waking her roommates up and put Hermione in her bed where she fell asleep again. He made sure that she was asleep before leaning down to kiss her on her forehead. Not something he'd ever done, but he was fond the little know-it-all even if he acted like she was insufferable during her wake hours.
So this was the first chapter, love, hate, please let me know!?
I only have better things to come with, just wait and see!
BTW: This is, in the beginning mostly a family fiction but later on it'll be more Severus and Hermione romance + some AD and MM of course!
Love, Twiiliighter