A story that relates Harry Potter and Minerva McGonagall.
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters, or settings or anything, everything you see here except the storyline belongs to JK Rowling.
(This is my first fic so don't be too critical)
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"As you know me and Professor McGonagall are very close friends, but what you don't know is this: Me and your Professor are married. Now, Harry I must stress the fact that nobody must know that we have told you this, as it is most likely that Minerva would be murdered, or at the very least there would be an attempt on her life. We had a daughter, who might be better known to you as Lily, your mother Harry, nobody knows that Lily was our daughter, we gave the Evans' a memory charm to make sure that nobody knew about Lily, in order that she might not be killed. I'm sorry Harry but we thought that you would be safer with your adopted family just now. Now we have decided that we want you to live with us, feel no pressure though. Harry, I understand that this is a lot to tell you just now and we wish to invite you to our cottage n Hogsmeade for the summer, so you can think seriously about leaving Privet Drive."
Harry sat back, amazed, why hadn't they told him in his first year, why did they not take him in in the first place? Harry spoke up "Why didn't you tell me earlier? I hate you both!" He turned on his hell and ran out of the room.
"Well" said Minerva "That was how not to tell your teenage grandson that you are his long lost grandparents!"
"Do you think I should go after him?" said Albus