Gift of Black

Prologue

"Why are you telling me this Dumbledore?" , the woman asked.

"I simply thought that it would put your mind at ease, knowing that he is innocent."

"IT DOESN'T CHANGE ANYTHING! NOBODY ELSE KNOWS AND HE WAS STILL STUPID! IF HE HAD SIMPLY THOUGHT HIS ACTIONS THROUGH AND CONSULTED SOMEONE BEFORE ACTING, NONE OF THIS WOULD HAVE BEEN AN ISSUE! I DON'T CARE IF HE'S INNOCENT! THE FECKING EEJIT DESERVES TO GO TO AZKABAN JUST FOR BEING STUPID! IF HE HAD THOUGHT FOR EVEN ONE SE-"

"Darling," the woman was a interrupted by the calm voice of a man, who wrapped his arms around her, "you need to calm down... Like you said, it doesn't matter anymore. You need to sleep. Let's say goodnight to Dumbledore and go to bed."

"Ah. Yes. Sleep is just what you need, especially with this one coming so soon. You'll want to get whatever sleep you can." Dumbledore said cheerfully, as if hadn't had his head screamed off by a woman who could rival a banshee. "But do promise me that you'll think about what I've said."

The woman sighed shaking her black curls out of her face. "I'll think about it, but don't get your hopes up. I highly doubt that I'll change my mind. I have my reasons, and I know you don't agree, but it's what I think is best for my family,"

"Very well, then. I shall be seeing you later I suppose." Dumbledore began walking to the door, but then stopped and turned around, "Ah, and one more thing before I leave. What are planning on naming this one? I was talking to Nymphadora recently, and she said something about you plotting against her -quite maliciously I might add- with your daughters' names"

"... I think that our dear Nymphadora is simply stressed from her work as auror. I've heard that it's not the easiest of jobs, and let's face it; training under Mad-Eye? She's bound to pick up a few of his tics, and paranoia is at the top of the list." The woman replied in a sweet motherly tone.

"You're not going to tell me are you?" Dumbledore asked chuckling.

"No, I'm angry enough to try cursing you, but I don't think my husband will allow such a thing. So instead, I'll settle for petty vindictiveness; and you can wait until she's born."

Dumbledore smiled and observed the couple over the top of his half-moon spectacles.

"You've changed, and yet, you're still the same as you always were. It's good to see that you're happy though. I'll be leaving now. I have much to plan for next year's special event. Good-bye now.", and with that Dumbledore walked out the door and disappeared with a pop. Leaving the couple to shut the door, head to bed and think about what he said.