A/N: This is my first time trying to write a FanFiction. I hope you all enjoy it. Please review and let me know how to improve! I feel like this is going to turn into a long story, so please, stay tuned!
Disclaimer: Characters of Minerva and Albus are not mine. Neither is Hogwarts and any associated professors. I do take credit for Athena, Dalton and the plot.
Prologue
"You may kiss your bride!" The crowd cheered as the new husband and wife smiled before leaning in for a passionate kiss.
The mother of the bride smiled and wiped a tear from her eye. Minerva McGonagall watched as Athena married her sweetheart from her time at Hogwarts. The day was truly all a mother could want for her daughter. It was a warm day in July, almost perfect temperature. Roses lined the aisle, and the ceilings of the church were high and detailed. Stained glass windows changed colours slowly, which was exactly how Athena wanted it. Athena's dress, chosen and modified by her mother, was strapless and flowed beautifully, highlighting her every curve. Minerva had walked Athena down the aisle, and the look on Dalton's face when he first saw his bride to be was a wonderful sight for any mother to see.
She liked her new son-in-law. He was a humble man, intelligent, brave, and a fellow Gryffindor like both Athena and Minerva. Dalton was sweet, and Minerva knew he cared more about Athena than anything in the world. They made an incredible pair, one full of fire, and the other laid back. Athena was stubborn, and Dalton acquiesced to her requests nine times out of ten. Dalton and Athena complemented each other quite well in every aspect, even in looks: her raven hair and striking green eyes made his auburn-blonde hair and blue eyes stand out, and vice versa.
Minerva sat up from her chair to watch Athena and Dalton walk down the aisle, hand in hand. She caught the eye of someone across the aisle and gave her new relative a slight smile. Minerva had hit the jackpot in terms of in-laws. 'At least I won't have to worry about fighting for holidays.' she thought wryly. Being a widow and only having one child, Minerva desperately wanted to see Athena as many times as possible. She knew that holidays would most likely be a joint affair with both herself and Dalton's father, with whom she was good friends, seeing as they were both alone (Dalton's mother had passed away two years prior).
When the crowd started to divulge into the aisle, Minerva slowly made her way onto the white carpeted aisle. She soon found herself tripping over her heels. Her arm was suddenly grasped by a firm, steadying hand. She looked up into the eyes of Albus Dumbledore.
"Oh, Albus, thank you. I'm afraid I shouldn't have worn shoes quite this high." Minerva said with a small laugh.
"It was no problem, my dear. You know I don't mind." Albus gave Minerva a look that seemed to have a hidden meaning for Minerva, and she dropped her arm, realizing it was still held by Albus' hand.
"Athena looks lovely today. Dalton couldn't have wished for a better bride." Albus said with a twinkle in his eyes.
Minerva smiled and started to follow the crowd. "She does, doesn't she? And was Dalton wearing your suit?"
"The suit I wore for your graduation? Yes. I thought he would look splendid." Albus chuckled.
"I seem to picture that his father looked just as well." Minerva remembered.
"Well, I seem to recall that Athena's mother liked the way he looked. In fact, Minerva, there was not a thing about that day that you didn't like. Remember afterwards, when-" Albus retorted.
Minerva put her hand over his mouth and pulled Albus away from the crowd that was now spilling out onto the streets. She gave him her famous professor glare before she took her hand away.
"Albus, this day is not about us. Today is about our children, and their marriage. It is not about our past, or whatever may have conspired then. Let it rest Albus." Minerva took a deep breath. "Now, if you'll please excuse me, I should go see my daughter."
"Fine." Albus took a step back. "But Tabby, dear - just remember that if things had gone my way, this would have been our wedding." He gave her a sad smile before joining the crowd, clapping along the way.
