Return to Hogwarts

Finally the day to return to Hogwarts had arrived. Minerva had left a week earlier to prepare things since she was the Headmistress of Hogwarts and had lots to do. She had left Hermione with the Weasleys and now was waiting in the Great Hall for her. When she saw her come in, she immediately noticed the bothersome look on her face. It had broken her heart but she knew she couldn't ask what had caused it in front of the entire school. She could always ask her later that night she reasoned and with that thought she made the start of the year speech and began the feast.

As Minerva thought, Hermione showed up that night. She confided in her about how the students on the Hogwarts Train had treated her after they had learned Minerva was indeed her mother. It wasn't everyday that one's mother was the Headmistress of the best known magic school! Other students had always criticized Hermione because she had been so studious, but with her newly found ability of animus transformation which she had accomplished at such a young age, teasing was pretty much guarantied. Minerva comforted her until she recovered enough to return to the Gryffindor common room. When Hermione left, Minerva went to bed, dreamed of Albus and how nice his arms would feel right about now.

During the school year, Minerva gave Harry permission to leave and continue to search for more Horocruxs though no one but Ron and Hermione was allowed to know. Two weeks before Christmas he had destroyed all of them and now he was ready to fulfill his destiny and face Voldemort. Minerva knew that the final battle was drawing near and had the Order posted close to Hogwarts.

As Minerva predicted, the final battle was fought before Christmas. Voldemort and his supporters arrived late one night but Harry and the Order was ready. The battle lasted until late the next day. There were causalities on both sides but that's to be expected in war. Harry had killed Voldemort but he was severely injured in the process. Hermione had bent down to help him just as Snape had come to hex him. Just before he had a chance to send a curse to finish him off, a curse hit him from behind knocking him to the ground. Another spell cast had taken his wand away. When everyone looked in the direction the spells came from they were surprised to see none other than Albus Dumbledore standing there.

Members of the Order and Death Eaters alike were surprised by the appearance of Albus Dumbledore who was supposed to have been murdered by Snape last year. But there he was standing proud and strong and very much alive. He slowly made his way to where the group stood. Murmurs and whispers started full force as Snape stated weakly, "I thought you were dead."

"You can see that I'm very much alive." He smiled as he turned towards Harry. "Well done Harry."

Harry smiled and then said "Thank you Professor."

He looked at Hermione and then stretched out his hand. She took it and stepped into his embrace. "I've missed you Da."

"She's your daughter?" asked one of Ministry officials of Dumbledore.

"Yes."

"I was under the impression you didn't have any children," replied another dumbfounded official.

Albus smiled and looked down at Hermione, "Well I have Hermione here and my wife is expecting our sons."

"Your wife?"

He turned to Minerva and held out his hand to her. She slowly walked to him and grabbed his hand giving it a little squeeze. "Yes my wife. Minerva and I have been married for the last nineteen years. With Hermione back home and the impending birth of the boys, we couldn't be happier. Could we love?"

"No we couldn't," Minerva answered happily.

"Now if you will excuse us my wife and daughter need to go to the Hospital Wing." With that said Albus, Minerva, and Hermione walked across the grass and into the castle leaving many confused and surprised witches and wizards standing staring after them.