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The ADMM Affair
Chapter 1:
Halloween and Minerva was going to do it. Today she was going to tell her Head of House how desperately in love with him she was. She had been since sixth year and even after two extremely serious boyfriends she could not get him out of her head.
She straightened her robes and knocked on the door to his private chambers. There was no answer but she could hear wailing and was worried if something was wrong. It had been all over the school that Albus' wife had left him and the children; especially the little four month old baby. She knocked again but there was still no answer so she gathered her Gryffindor courage and opened the door.
Inside the study/ sitting room she found Albus …Professor Dumbledore asleep at his desk, the baby screaming its head off, and two of his children sitting by the fire holding their ears. Just then another came running in the entrance door dropping her books by the door.
"I'm sorry guys Charms ran over. Come on let's go I…Miss Minerva what are you doing in here?" the young third year asked as she picked the screaming child out of the bassinet.
"I needed to speak to the Professor and I heard the screaming. Is she all right?" Minerva asked looking at the baby.
The young Gryffindor sighed as she bounced the baby and quieted her down to silent sobs.
"It's very hard to get her to eat because she's still breast feeding…but we have no one to do it. Normally an elf does it but Drea seems to prefer a woman," she explained.
"I see," Minerva said thinking, "May I try?"
"You want to feed her? No offense Miss Minerva but how are you going to do that?" she asked.
"My little sister was the same way," Minerva answered, "I know a spell to use."
"Well if you think you can," the elder sighed handing her sister to the head girl. "I'll just get the others some lunch. Come on Reg, Rissy."
The two by the fire stood and followed their sister out of the room.
Minerva sat down in a rocking chair by the bassinet and waved her wand at herself feeling her breasts swell with milk.
She'd had to find something to do after their mother had died three years ago and this had been the best solution apart from hiring a human wet nurse when her sister would not take milk from an elf. When she was filled up she unbutton her blouse and bra and smiled as the little baby immediately latched on and started to suckle as if she'd not eaten in days.
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Astrid walked back into the rooms with her little brother and sister each holding an apple and juice glass and she was carrying a small trey for her father. The young 13 year old stopped at the door as she saw the sight. Minerva was feeding the youngest Dumbledore and Albus was now awake watching her intently.
Now Astrid was both beauty and brains all in one. She could also see magical auras as plain as day; and what she was seeing made all her troubles temporarily melt and she smiled brightly.
"Papa I got you some lunch," she said loudly to snap him out of his thoughts.
Albus looked up and Astrid was sure she saw a bit of a blush on his face as he smiled at her.
Minerva was blushing furiously and quickly threw a blanket that was in the bassinet over her and the baby to cover them up.
"Thank you Astrid dear," Albus coughed nervously as the girl sat the trey on the table.
"I brought extra so Miss Minerva could eat as well when she finished feeding Drea," she said lifting the silver dome to reveal the two plates of chicken, potatoes, beans, and pudding.
"Thank you Astrid…but I think I should go," Minerva said as she laid the baby down and quickly buttoned her blouse.
"Oh daddy invite her to dinner. Her and her sisters and brother please!" Astrid urged.
"If you would like," Albus nodded not trusting himself to stand at the moment.
"Oh um…thank you sir. I'll have to ask them though. Um…good afternoon," Minerva said nervously and left the room.
"Good afternoon Miss McGonagall," Albus called.
The Professor's eyes went from the head girl's exit to his eldest daughter. He smiled at the long curly blonde headed green eyed child staring at him intently.
"How were your morning classes?" he asked eating his lunch.
"Fine sir…you had an eye full didn't you," she smirked leaning over the desk.
Albus choked on his chicken and glared at her. "Astrid you speak to freely for this day and time."
"Probably. But I do not have a good maternal guide in the world. My mother is a whore," Astrid said angrily.
"I told you not to say that; especially in front of the little ones," he hissed.
"They aren't listening," she said pointing to the ones by the fire. Indeed both children were reading a book and munching on their apples.
"All the same I ask you not to use that language around them," Albus sighed.
"All right papa I promise," Astrid nodded.
She leaned further on the desk crossing her arms. "So…"
"What?" Albus asked.
"Let's pretend you are not married to a horrid…wench and have no children. What would you do to the beautiful head girl?" Astrid said smirking.
"We've gone over this Astrid. Maybe if things were different I would but seeing as they are what they are I cannot," Albus said, "and you better get back to classes."
"Fine…but remember …love always come out in the end," Astrid said as she grabbed her bag and bounded out of the room.
