Harry McGonagall
Summary: What would happen if Minerva decided to not listen to Dumbledore and go back to Privet Drive and raise Harry as her own son, what would that change. This is my first fanfiction so please be patient with me.
Chapter One
It was shortly after midnight on November 1st, 1981, Professor Minerva McGonagall had just left Number 4, Privet Drive, feeling guilty about how Albus just left young Harry on the doorstep to his relative's house without another thought. Minerva had tried to protest Albus leaving him there, since Vernon and Petunia were the worst sort of muggles she had ever met. In all her years as a teacher and living in the muggle world as a tie to her parents, she had never heard nor seen such hostile people, and that's saying something with the war that has finally ended.
"I don't care what Albus says, it isn't right that young Harry should be raised by those people. I will go back and get Harry before they wake up." Making up her mind, at 1am she goes back to Number Four and notices that Albus didn't even place a warming charm on the young lad, and November in England isn't the warmest. She immediately picks up the young Potter and apparates him back to her home.
"Tilly." Minerva calls.
"Yes, miss kitty." Tilly, her house-elf replies.
"Tilly, please make up the spare room beside mine and turn it into a nursery for young Harry here. I will go to Gringotts tomorrow and figure everything else out, and please do not tell anyone what I have done. Albus wants Harry raised by his muggle aunt and uncle, I cannot in good conscience let that happen, I remember Lily saying that Petunia was horribly jealous and hated the fact that Lily had magic and she didn't." Minerva explained.
Tilly nods her head and pops out of the room. Minerva notices Harry beginning to wake up and fuss. Minerva realizes he's hungry and brings Harry to the kitchen and she summons a clean diaper and a bottle of formula. Minerva keeps spare diapers and formula around due to having a young niece. She loves babysitting her niece and has always wanted a child of her own, but when her husband died, her grief was so bad that she miscarried the child that she was carrying. Since burying her husband and unborn child, she hasn't felt the urge to remarry, so she has been satisfying her maternal instincts through her niece Jayne. Now that she has Harry though, she has a feeling her life is about to change.