A/N:

I was always thinking about a really fascinating story about a part of a life that Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore never had. That was his unique child. (::) - Cookie?

Disclaimer:

I do not own the rights to the Harry Potter Franchise and I'm not J.K Rowling.

Chapter 1: The Sorting Hat Lesson

Hello, my name is Andromeda Lily Dumbledore. My middle name comes from a former student at Hogwarts who died nearly ten years ago by the name of Lily Evans (the famous Harry Potter's mother).

I know all about them because of my wonderful and most powerful wizard of a father named Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbeldore. Every since he told me I thought that Voldemort might come after me one day or something worse than that. I do not fear saying Voldemort's name because fear of the name is fear of the thing itself or herself or himself.

Although, I already knew I was going to get a letter tomorrow saying I was going to be a wizard and be invited to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardy. I was going to act surprised anyways.

"Andromeda, come down and eat before we go down to the Ministry.", called Dad.

"Okay father, be there in a moment." I called back.

As I walked down to go eat I saw something through the window, it resembled a mouse. Eww, mouses were just fondly not my type. I finally went and got some eggs to eat.

As I was eating, I asked father, "Why do we have to go to the Ministry of Magic today Dad; Why not tommorrow?"

"Because I have a very important thing to discuss with the Minister, now hurry up my dear. I don't want us to be late for the meeting. Now do we?"

"No Dad, of course not", I replied with eggs stuffed in my mouth.

"Don't talk with your mouth full, you might get choked.", said my mother.

Oops forgot to tell you my mother was Minerva McGongall.

"Mom, I know, I know."

"Okay, I just don't want you to get hurt. Understand?"

"Yes, I know mother, just trying to get me safe. So what house do you want me to join in?; I was thinking Hufflepuff."

Both of my parents looked at me with their death glare eyes, mouth dropping, and looking at me like I said something wrong.

"What is it?; Did I say something wrong?", I asked looking scared.

"Oh no, It's just we wanted you in Gryffindor my dear. Why Hufflepuff?", asked my mother.

"Umm, I don't know I guess I just didn't give it much thought. I just hope the Sorting Hat will help me to be sorted into the correct house."

"Trust me, it will, it did for me and it will for you too.", replied my father.

"It helped you, how exactly did it help you?", I asked curiously.

"Well it kinda went through the houses, describing what it saw through my mind and did something like Process of Elimination and asked for my opinon. Then, it just chose for me. Well then are you ready to go Andromeda?"

"Yeah dad, Thanks for that wonderful Crash Course on the Sorting Hat."

"You are welcome, now let's go."

A/N:

Did you guys like the theory of Minevra McGongall and Albus Dumbledore's child? Any ideas, please review! Sorry it was so short. You may always give suggestions to the story itself. Yes, the next chapter will be longer.