A tiny ficlett. I hope you enjoy it.
"What does this do?" Hermione stepped in front of the large mirror only to gasp as she saw a figure moving about with in. "P-P-Prof-f-fessor?" Hermione turned around immediately almost as if she would catch the raven haired witch standing right behind her. She turned to face the mirror once more. Watching as Minerva tugged off her hat and unraveled her hair. "Merlin! She's beautiful." Minerva's slender fingers moved to her torso, but Hermione couldn't tell what she was doing, Her own body was obstructing the view. She bit her lip as she watched Minerva's outer robs fall to the floor. Her beloved Professor was standing there in a white under shift. Minerva stepped closer to Hermione's image and snaked her arms around the young witch's waist. Watching the scene unfold, Hermione felt her stomach lurch nervously. Hermione watched as Minerva's lips mouthed 'I love you' and kissed the side of the young witch's neck. Hermione's bottom lip began trembling and a tear fell from her lashes. There was a sudden rustling behind Hermione, It was nearing three in the morning. Who could it be?
"Ms. Granger? What are you doing here?" Hermione spun around and gasped.
"I'm sorry Professor McGonagall. This mirror insists on showing your innermost thoughts. I didn't mean for anyone else to see it." Minerva shook her head.
"My dear, no one else can see what you see." Minerva took a moment and with curiosity, asked "What did you see?" Hermione's eyes widened.
"I cannot tell you Professor. They are my private thoughts." Minerva nodded with a small smile.
"Very well. You may go." Hermione scrambled off. Minerva walked slowly up to the Mirror of Erised. As soon as she stepped in front of it, the young witch reappeared and Minerva smiled. Hermione leaned forward and placed a kiss on the Headmistress' cheek. Lightly touching the place where no one kissed, the Headmistress walked out of the room.
Tell me what you think. Do you think I should continue?