Title: Star Crossed Lover
Author: GEM
Date: 8-4-09
Pairing: AD/MM
Rating: T
Word Prompt ~ Birth
Relationships are funny things some times. One minute you have everything you ever wanted and the next minute it's gone. Minerva had been out of Hogwarts for two years now. Thanks to successful private lessons and stolen moments with Albus she was able to complete you Animagus training and graduate a normal, happy seventeen year-old in love. That was until her father found out about Albus Dumbledore.
She was sent away to university and forbidden to see any of her friends from school. She was watched closely when she was away from home. It wasn't much better when she returned. Her mother tired to help her father see reason, but there wasn't any hope of that. She could hear the angry tirades from her room.
"You gave birth to her and yet you're defending her Why? He's fifty years her senior!"
"And there is thirty years been us! She's in love Malcolm! You can't decide who she falls in love with!"
"No, but I can decide who she marries that is my right!"
"Malcolm it hasn't been done for years. I will not allow you to take away her happiness. You've intercepted every letter he sends to her. You've talked to him, tried to discredit him but it has not effect. She is twenty-Two Malcolm. She can live her life as she pleases. Let her marry and give you grandchildren.
"Any grandchildren she gives birth to by Albus Dumbledore are no grandchildren of mine!"
Minerva heard the front door slam. She jumped while holding onto the last letter she received from Albus courtesy of her mother. She was doing her best to control the tears. The next sound she heard was her mother walking down toward her bedroom. She knocked on the door and enter.
"Oh, Min. I'm so sorry you had to hear that." Tess sat on the side of her daughter bed brushing her hair back from her face and the tears out of her eyes.
"I have to leave Mama. I can't live like this. I need him."
"I know sweet heart. I've made arrangements for you."
"Mama, father will be furious."
"Don't worry about me Minerva. I can handle you're father. Now let me help you pack.
"Mama?"
"You deserve happiness Minerva. Albus gives you happiness I have no desire to stand in the way. He is a good man and he treats you right. Now hurry. Albus is sending help soon.
Minerva quickly packed her trunks and shrank them to fit in her pockets. There was a great crack and Fawkes appeared above her head with a note tied to his leg.
Minerva grabbed it quickly and read it
Mina,
Trust meā¦grab on. Fawkes will take care of you, my love
Albus
"Don't think Minerva! Go! I will send the rest of you belongings with Mopsy. I love you my dear. I'll see you soon.
Minerva nodded and hugged her mother. "Don't worry dear. Any grandchildren you have will be grandchildren of mine. You're father is a fool."
Minerva smiled a small smile She grabbed on to Fawkes' tail feathers and disappeared in his fiery blaze.
