AN: Thank you for taking the time to read this! This is my first HP fiction about two fabulous people ADMM. I really hope you enjoy!. I'm not sure how long this fic will be but please review (Good or bad, I have re-read and I can't see anything grammatically incorrect however if you find anything please let me know!.) Disclaimer: I don't own anything. JKR is the queen.
As Minerva McGonagall stepped through the grand doors of Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry she sighed deeply, it was the year of 1953 and this would be her final year. Of course she was excited about her future and everybody knew Minerva would amount to something great, well actually she already had.
She followed the rest of the students into the great hall, her eyes gazing up at the candlelit ceiling, no matter how long she had been there the great hall was the most magnificent place she had ever been. Sitting at the familiar Gryffindor table she pulled out a book she had been reading over the break, of course it was about her favourite subject, transfiguration. The hall had been filled with the excitement as the new years were being sorted into their houses. She didn't want to seem rude but after so many years the sorting hat get's a little boring, she placed her book on her lap and continued to read. She hadn't even registered that the hall had quietened. She glanced up to see Professor Armando Dippet, headmaster of Hogwarts, standing to attention. "Good evening, now I know you all must be very hungry so I'll keep it short. To our new comers, welcome to Hogwarts!. I'm sure your time here will be most insightful, to our other years, welcome back, I trust you will keep up with all of your hard work." He paused a small smile forming on his lips. "There has been a change to the professors this year, on the retirement of Professor Pottermore formerly the head of transfiguration.." Minerva's heart started to beat a little too quickly for her liking, Pottermore had been the man to teach her everything she knew about transfiguration, well she had already known most of it but she depended on him a little more than what she probably needed to. There was no way she could get the good grades he was given her now. "I would like to introduce Professor Dumbledore." He stood from his seat and gave a courteous nod and a charming smile "He will be taking over classes and the title of head of transfiguration, I'm sure you'll all make him feel very welcome.. Now we must eat.." With a wave of his wand the food appeared and like a pack of wolves they began to pile their plates.
Minerva on the other hand had lost her appetite. How had she not noticed him sat at the professors table. She was mesmerised. His long auburn hair flowing over his shoulders and emerging with his beard. His robes were a soft colour with little details of stars and moons. She watched as he smiled and interacted with the person sat next to him as a hearty laugh escaped from his mouth she couldn't help but smile herself, he was very handsome.
Minerva had caught Albus' eye as soon as she walked into the great hall, she walked with confidence, her slender body and ebony hair captivating him. He gave polite responses to the questions being asked by fellow professors but he couldn't take his eyes off of her as she sat with her head in her book. Her hair was the darkness of night and in a long loose plait that fell over her right shoulder, her cheeks were pale, which on anybody else would look ghostly but not her, it made her magnificent cheek bones stand out so much more. She was simply beautiful. He had stood with the announcement of his name and sat back down. He had seen her glance at him and then back to her book. He went back to speaking with the professor. After a little while he felt the uneasy feeling that someone was watching him, with a glance up he saw her looking at him, he hadn't expected it to be her and in some strange way he liked that she was. Neither looking away for what seemed likes minutes but had only been 30 seconds or so. He gave her a warm smile and lifted his cup with a slid nod.
Minerva felt her cheeks flush as she smiled back and turned her attention to the food, which had pretty much started to disappear. He noticed her cheeks flush and it made her look even more beautiful. He had to make an effort to stop staring at her.
As the hall began to enter she took this as her queue to leave also. She stood leaning slightly against the table waiting for her friend Pomona (Pomy) Sprout, who had been flirting with her latest male companion. She looked at the professors table where most of the teachers had left, Albus however had been in deep conversation with the headmaster. Her eyes glanced over his tall form and handsome features. As Pomy began to walk toward her she diverted her attention, turning toward the doors listening to her babble on about her new interest Minerva glanced over her shoulder to take a final peek, her eyes met with his instantly as he stood watching her leave, a smile on his lips.
As she lay in bed that night she couldn't help the warm feeling she got in her chest- heartburn? quite possibly.. No, it was the thoughts she had going round in her mind about Albus Dumbledore. She would be having her first lesson with him in the morning and she could feel her nerves going already. Perhaps this year was going to be a good year.