I'm sorry for the time I took. Times seems to fly those days. Anyway, here is the second part, There probably will be a third one, but I don't know when I'll have the time
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Three days after, Gryffondor was winning the Houses cup with the help of the quidditch championship. However the whole school was pointing the red robe with three quarter sleeves and low neckline of Professor McGonagall. The headmaster rose for the end of term speech and everyone gasp in surprise as the deputy headmistress took out her matching hat, letting a river of ebony black hair fall on her back. She stood up and went to professor Dumbledore. Putting a hand behind his neck, she quickly joined their lips together before transforming herself in a silver tabby to "fly away". Half of the student gave a scream of surprise while the other part had their mouths open. In the staff, the reactions were quite different: Xiomara Hooch was clapping her hands; Poppy Pomfrey displayed a great smile; Filius Flitwick was giving money to Pomona Sprout and Severus Snape had an expression of disgust and despise. The others were share between amusement and surprise.
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Minerva arrived in her room breathless.
-Why did I let him let me do that? What did I have in mind?
She sat on the next chair to catch her breath. Suddenly someone knocked on the door.
-Come in!
Hermione Granger opened shyly the door.
-I brought back your hat Professor. You let it on the head table.
-Thank you Miss Granger.
Minerva fought the urge to blush. Her student was watching her with interest. She suddenly remained herself in her school days.
-Would you like a cup of tea?
-Won't you be expecting the headmaster, professor?
She quickly dismissed the thought.
-I don't think I could manage to see him right now.
Once again she fought the urge to blush and led Hermione further in her sitting room.
-Ginger newt?
Hermione took a biscuit in the box which just appeared.
-Using Ron words, that was bloody brilliant of you, Professor.
-How did the Headmaster react?
-I never saw him blush like that.
Minerva kept for her the fact that she actually had, but the details of the occasion were rather intimate.
-But then he smile. I think you took him by surprise.
-That was the main point of my plan…
-May I ask you why you did that?
-A bet.
The student looked disappointed.
-Oh. Non offence, Professor, but I always thought you would make a perfect couple.
Minerva was unable to restrain a light chuckle.
-You're far to be the only one…
Suddenly the door of her bedroom open and Albus came in.
-You were marvellous, love!
This time the fought against her blush was vain and when Albus saw the young Gryffondor his cheeks became as red as his lover's.
-I'll better come back later…
-Please…
Albus made his way back in the bedroom. Hermione could not restrain her smile and her question.
-Where did he come from?
-Hidden corridor between our bedrooms. Miss Granger, this must absolutely remain a secret from anyone. If some know I would become a target to hurt the headmaster indirectly. I'd gladly give my life for him but he won't see that way.
-But what you did earlier…?
-Was a high mistake. It wasn't more than a peck on the lips, we could explain that…
-If you allowed me, professor, I could have cast a confusing charm on you by mistake.
-Highly incredible, my dear, when was the last time you cast something by mistake? I do appreciate it, Hermione. I'll speak about it with the headmaster and let you know…
-Are the two of you married?
-Of course!
Her ton was indignant.
-I would never allow myself such privacy if we weren't!
-I'm sorry professor. I didn't mean to upset you.
-It is all right, Miss Granger. I have not the right to tell anything after what I did.
-Of course you have it! We shouldn't leave according to our mistake. Doing what you did was very Gryffondor of you.
-And very silly of me too.
-Do you have any children?
-We had a daughter. She had been murdered by the-one-who-must-not-be-name.
-I'm sorry.
-I am not. I mean. I am sad, more than anybody who didn't lose a child can understand. But I am not sorry. I am angry. And if Albus hadn't forbid me too, I would have done something even sillier than what I did tonight and would probably have died. Or I would have endangered our whole world. It would not have been better, would it?
-Not really…, answered Hermione, unsure about her understanding.
A "dong" from the clock pulled Minerva out of her thought.
-Miss Granger, you should really go now. You're taking the train tomorrow…
-I won't tell a soul of your secret professor.
-Thank you. We'll probably make an announcement during the breakfast.
Hermione leaved to her dormitory while Minerva was tidying their tea.
Tbc...