A/N: I had more written for this, but I didn't like the way that it flowed so I cut it out. Let me know if you want me to post the rest. J
~DarBear
"Harry, time for bed." Minerva called. "Coming, Nana." the three year old replied. He ran into her and she nuzzled his nose before lifting him into bed. "Now, you get one story. What'll it be my dear?" Minerva asked the precocious little boy. "Well, maybe you could tell our story?" little Harry said in a hopeful voice. "Okay", Minerva replied. She tucked him into bed and then layed down beside him, little Harry cuddled into her warmth, and she put her arms around him. "Once upon a time, "Minerva began, "about two years ago, there was a very bad man. He made a very special little boys parents go away. They loved their little boy so much, and they told him that everyday. They didn't want to leave their little one. Now, the next day, the little boy was supposed to go and live with his aunt and uncle. I went and watched them all day, and I knew he wouldn't be happy living there, so I decided to have that little boy come and live with me. That night, all the little boy did was cry. He missed his mommy and daddy so much. I was up with him all night rocking him, and holding him close. Finally, I thought of an idea that might help the little boy. I found a picture I had taken of his parents. As soon as he saw the picture, he reached for the picture and calmed down. He laid down next to me, and fell asleep, twirling my hair in his fingers. Now, that little boy is three years old, and he still loves to cuddle, and I love him more than I ever have." Minerva finished the story quietly, looking down at the child in her arms. "I love you leanbh." She leaned down to place a kiss on his forehead. As she stood up to leave, she saw a small picture framed on his wall. As she passed it she kissed her hand before placing it on the frame. "Thank You Lily and James, we miss you everyday, and everyday I wish you could be here with us. Rest in peace."