Disclaimer and A/N: All characters and places from the HP Universe belong to J.K Rowling. The story title comes from the Adele's cover of "Make You Feel My Love", and the chapter title is taken from Celine Dion's "A New Day Has Come". I own nothing; all rights belong to their original creators. I'm just having some fun!

A New Day Has Come

When the new transfiguration professor walked through the door, there was no way that Minerva McGonagall would be able to comprehend that what this man would come to mean to her. Minerva was a student in her fifth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. At the age of fifteen, Minerva was already advanced beyond her years in the art of transfiguration, as her previous teachers had begun to take note of. Minerva was anxious to meet the new transfiguration teacher, considering that it was her favorite subject. The last thing she needed was to be at odds with the teacher that taught the most important class to her.

When Albus Dumbledore walked into the classroom, it lit a spark in Minerva that would burn for longer than she could possibly hope to imagine at that time. Albus was a man nearing his forties, but he shone with a radiant glow that made him appear half his age. He was attractive, as the young ladies in the room would take note, but modestly so. As he walked to the front of the classroom, Minerva prepared her quill and parchment to take notes from the new professor's lecture.

"Good morning! Come now, why the long faces? It is a magical day today!"

Albus received blank stares from his students. Most students of fifteen would rather be asleep at this time, not sitting in a transfiguration classroom. Minerva was surprised by this man the second he opened his mouth to speak. There was something in his voice that was purely intoxicating to her, like tea and honey.

"Up!" shouted the professor cheerily, raising his arms in tandem "Up, up, up!"

As the students rose from their seats, the chairs they had been sitting on turns into ravens and began to circle the room, flying higher and higher. The students were transfixed by the spectacle unfolding in front of their very eyes. As the ravens made a slow, circular descent, they landed on the desks of the students and were then transfigure, with a wave of Albus's wand, into animated bronze lions, roaring with pride. The lions jumped to the floor in perfect synchronicity, and returned their form to the chairs the students had been sitting in. The room full of Gryffindors and Ravenclaws burst into applause. Their professor took a small bow, and made a gesture for the students to take their seats again.

"I am Professor Albus Dumbledore." Albus, said, and with a wave of his wand, his name appeared on the board beside him. All eyes were on the man standing in front of the classroom. "I am here to teach you of beauty, to teach you great skill, and above all, to teach you how to have a little fun. Now, who in this classroom would like to learn how to do the spells I just performed?"

Every hand in the room shot up instantly.

Minerva walked through the halls of Hogwarts after her final class of the day with her best friend, Poppy Pomfrey. The first day of classes were always Minerva's favorite and today was no exception. She had enjoyed all of her classes that day, especially since she had dropped the useless divination, and she was excited to learn the new material her classes had to offer. And the new transfiguration teacher? There was just something about him that intrigued Minerva, especially after his exceptional performance of skill in class that morning.

"Password?"

Minerva was jolted back to reality from her own little world by the sudden voice of the fat lady.

"Inquiry." said Poppy, and the door to Gryffindor tower flung open.

The girls entered the Gryffindor common room, and made their way up to their room. Minerva immediately made her way to her desk and began to open her transfiguration book.

"Seriously, Minerva? There was no homework tonight! How often will that ever happen?"

Well forgive me Poppy if I'm concerned with my studies. There's no harm in getting a head start.

"Oh, I see." Poppy said as she dropped her bag on her bed and proceeded to Minerva's desk, sitting herself on the corner "You're just trying to impress Professor Dumbledore."

Minerva looked in shock as her friend snickered.

"Of course that's the reason; you couldn't take your eyes of him. I mean, it's normal for you to be all eyes for your professor during a lecture, but this went above and beyond. Don't worry, Min, I'm not judging you. He's not bad on the eyes. And I sure would like to see what's under all those extra layers of robes, if you get my drift."

"I…uh…um." Minerva stuttered, not knowing how to respond, and unaware if what Poppy had said about her feelings towards her new professor was the truth. "Oh, look at the time, Poppy. It's time to meet Pomena."

With that, Minerva made her way to the door, leaving Poppy chuckling in her wake.