-1The year was 1985. Minerva had put her daughter to bed. A sweet little thing Polly Riddle was. How could her father be so evil?

About midnight that night, Tom Riddle entered the house. He went up to Minerva. She knew that he was in a particularly evil mood that night.

"Minnie, I have to kill her!" he growled.

"No! I won't let you!" she screamed.

Tom hit her and went towards the baby. Minerva got up and hit Tom upside the head with a chair. She took the baby and went to the fireplace with the floo powder.

Hogwarts! she screamed as she disappeared into the green flames.

She landed in Dumbledore's office. She got out of the fireplace and looked around.

"Albus?" she whispered. "Albus?"

Albus came out of the bedroom and went up to Minerva and the baby.

"Is she all right?" he asked while stroking the infant's head.

"Polly is fine," said Minerva. "I need to find a place to keep her safe. I need to hide her from him."

"Minerva, I know a Muggle family who will keep her safe. I can place a spell on her to alter her appearances to make her look like the family."

"I want her to not be aloud back into this world. I want her to be somewhere in the other realms far away from here! I do not want my child to face the dark lord if I can help it."

"Minnie, she will be fine. I will make sure that she is far away from here," said Dumbledore as he took the baby from Minerva and placed her in a crib.

"Polly," she sighed. Minerva took off her necklace and placed it around her neck. "This was your great-great grandmother's necklace. She was a Gryffindor like I was and you might have been-" her words started to escape her and she broke down into tears. "I will always love you no matter what. Even if means you becoming a squib!"

Minerva left the room, not giving Polly a second look.

The next day, Albus arranged for the adoption of Polly Riddle to the Muggle family.

"I need you to do me a special favor," Albus told them as he was handing the baby over to them. "I need you to change her name. Give her a more complicated name that she would never know about her past. I even want you to create new birth certificates.

Years Later…

Don't! were the words she screamed in her sleep. She screamed so loud that she woke Albus up from way across the castle. You will never find her! Never!

Albus came to here room.

You will never find my daughter you bastard! Never!

"Meine Hertz," Dumbledore said as the painting let him into McGonagall's room. "Minerva!" he said while waking her up. Minerva slapped his arm away from her shoulder. "Minerva! It's me! Albus!"

Minerva woke up and saw Albus standing over her. She closed her eyes in shame from hitting him. "I am so sorry."

"It's all right, love," he said as he made a wet washcloth appeared and dabbed it on her forehead. "He entered in your mind again, eh?"

Minerva nodded as she looked at Albus with a frightened look on her face.

"I will not let him have my child! I will not!" she panted. "He must never know her whereabouts. Albus, she is safe, isn't she? She is away from our world, right?"

Albus shook his head. "She is one of your students. I will not say which one though."

"Is she in Gryffindor?" asked Minerva.

"Yes, but that is all I am going to say. You need to sleep now. I will stand by until you do."

Minerva tried to sleep, but she could not. She needed to convince Albus that she was, but she knew that he would not leave her until he was sure she was asleep.

The next day at breakfast, Minerva looked at the Gryffindor table to see if she could spot a resemblance among one of her students and herself.

Is she really in Gryffindor or is Albus full of it?