A/N; at the bottom.

December, 2006

To; whoever may find this.

From; a deceased Minerva Mallan McGonagall-Dumbledore

Contains; Last Will and Testament and my personal memoir

If you read this, I am dead.

No joke.

It could have been because of many reasons, one of the assassination attempts actually succeed, one of Voldemort's remaining little henchmen killed me, or Albus had me overdosed on lemon drops.

The last bit was a joke.

Or it may have been because I am old and in poor health. After Dolores Umbridge and her lot shot four stunners into my chest, all those years ago… I really never gained back all my energy. After the Final Battle, when everyone was in the Hospital Wing taking account of the wounded and dead I had a heart attack, Poppy said it was from the stress of the Battle.

I will admit, I never was myself after that moment.

Enclosed in the green folder is my will. It is short, and to the point. I hope whoever finds this will honor my wishes.

In the leather book is my personal memoir. I wrote it for one reason, to show the truth in the darkness of the lies. I already have a publisher, Hermione Granger-Weasley. She agreed to publish it after I died. Please pass the book onto her, as indicated in my will as well.

I will not say this is a goodbye, just a 'see you later' predicament.

And now, onto the next great adventure.

Last Will and Testament of Minerva Mallan McGonagall-Dumbledore

Written on September 25, 2004

I leave all my money and belongings to my family to distribute evenly, except what I leave with my friends.

I wish to be buried in the way of the McGonagall Clan, on Dumbledore land.

Bury me with my wand and sword.

Burn all records of my past, if I have not yet done so, except for my memoir.

I say my goodbyes to everyone.

My four sons, Achilles, Ares, Apollo and Adonis.

My two daughters, Athena and Artemis.

My grandchildren and nephews.

My husband, Albus Dumbledore.

My Clan.

My dear friends;

Rolanda Hooch-McGonagall- I leave you all my Quidditch supplies.

Poppy Pomfrey-Moody- I leave you my mothers' medical book.

Alastor Moody- I leave you my old Auror things.

Ponama Sprout-Pomfrey- I leave you all my plants. Those dead and alive.

Garret Pomfrey- I leave you my entire collection of Austen books.

Hermione Granger-Weasley- I leave you my memoir and the photos with it. And those books you are so fond of.

Ron Weasley- I leave you my Chudley Cannon things.

Harry Potter- I leave you all your Fathers detention slips and your Mothers awards.

Ginny Weasley-Potter- I leave you my cats and dogs.

Remus Lupin- I leave you a portrait of your graduating class.

Nympadora Tonks-Lupin- I leave you Sirius' detention slips, as well as your own.

Filus Flitwick- I leave you my Fathers' charm texts.

Hagrid- I leave you my family Gryffin, Gray.

Severus Snape- I leave you my blessings.

Goodbye, or see you soon.

Whichever you prefer.

A small room was illuminated by a single candle. The only thing visible was the long shadow of a woman. She had curly brown hair, streaked with a light gray. Her eyes were red, as though she had and tears threaten to fall.

Hermione Weasley sniffed loudly and hugged a worn black leather book to her chest. Tears fell freely down her face as she then placed the book down on the top of her 'To Publish' pile. She ran her fingers gently over the cover before sighing and whispering, "Nox."

Then, as she was about to close the door to her office, she said something. Hermione didn't turn around but said her own farewell to her mentor and teacher.

"I hope you had the best bloody time of your life Professor."

She gave a wry smiled through her tears.

She left the now dark room.

Engraved on the cover of that worn black journal were the following words:

Time of Your Life

Minerva M. McGonagall

A Memoir

A/N; It's been a long time since I've done anything on this site. But I have been meaning to write a Minerva based fic for a long time.

I still am in mourning, but I am writing again, something that I could not do when my Mom died. To all those who have been patient with Unknown Eye, thank you. I will finish the next chapter before I decide if I will finish that story. I probably will. I have a real soft spot for that one…

Now, I know that the will wasn't accurate, but to be honest, I don't feel like looking for a will to get it right. And my Mom's will was really long... anyway, Minerva's will wasn't exactly and offical document. She wrote her own and left it somewhere in her rooms.

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