OOC: I am sad to say that I do not own any of the characters in this fan fiction. The amazing J.K. Rowling does own them though, and I thank her for it. (Even though I did make up a few first names, due to the fact that I could not find any names of other students that are not in Harry's years at Hogwarts). All though the story line is all mine. I thought of it while role playing with Albus Dumbledore's admin. P.S. To save you from the many chats that we have had from this point forward, I am going to basically sum it up for you. Oh and if you happen to be in the conversations, I apologize if the facts are a little off. I don't have the greatest memory.

I sit in my office marking the grade on Max McGonagall's essay. Finally finished grading the 6th year's essays I lean back into my chair. Thinking of the past, since I started teaching I have taught many students including my little brother, Lily Evans, James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Severus Snape, Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, the Weasleys, and many others. I then think back to my school years here at Hogwarts, my mind drifts to the night by the lake in 6th year. I smile, glad that Tom is happily married to Bellatrix and has a daughter named Sapphire. I then take the piece of cloth out of my desk draw and rub it between my fingers, taking in the texture. There was a knock on my door, and I hurriedly put the cloth back. With the flick of my wand the door opens reveling Max McGonagall.

"I am sorry Mr. McGonagall, but you have to wait to see your essay grade until class tomorrow." I say, reluctantly starting on the 7th year essays.

"Yes I know Professor, but that is not why I want to talk to you." He replies, walking up to my desk.

I look up at him. "What is it then?"

"I... uh..." He stammers.

"Well spit it out." I say impatiently.

"Um... Professor, I am your grandson..." He says, his gaze avoiding mine. I just stare at him, not believing it.

"How so Mr. McGonagall? I never have had a child."

He takes a picture out of his things and hands it to me. I take it and look at it. He says shyly "Our father is Zack McGonagall..."

I look back at him. "Our?"

"Yes, I have an older brother named Harry. Perhaps you remember him? He is a 7th year." He says, still avoiding my gaze.

Looks down at my stack on essays and sees Harry's name on the top then look back at Max again. "Yes, I remember him. Now run along" Max turns to leave "Wait. Is it possible to meet your father sometime?" Goes to hand the picture back, but he refuses it.

"No... Our parents are dead... Keep the picture. I have loads more of them."

I watch him walk out of my office then looks down at the picture. Gets out a blank piece of parchment and writes a letter to Lily:

Lily,

I hope all is well you and Severus. I was just confronted with one of my students and had a very interesting conversation with him... I am not sure what to think of it.

-Minerva

I then put the letter in an envelope and send an owl out to deliver it. I lean back in my chair again and think, how on earth I could have had a child, and not know about him. A couple hours later and owl flies through the window with a letter from Lily:

Minerva,

I got your letter. Everything is perfect with Severus and me. James was such a prick when I was married to him. What happened? Is something wrong?

-Lily

Lily,

One of my students, Max McGonagall, came up to me and told me that he was my grandson. He gave me a picture of his parents and the more I look at it the more Max's father looks like me. I have looked through all of my photo albums. And there was like a six month period that I wasn't in any pictures. And I think I know who the father is... Shall we meet someplace?

-Minerva

Minerva,

I shall be in the Hogshead, waiting for your arrival.

-Lily

Reads the note and walks off the grounds and apparates down to Hogsmead. I walk into the Hogshead and spot Lily. Hugs her, and sits in a chair across from where she is sitting.

"Okay Minerva, please start from the beginning." Says Lily. I hand her the photo of Zack and his wife.

"That is the picture that Max gave me. The one thing I don't understand is if he really is mine, how could I not know about him?"

"Minerva, there are many explanations for that. There are not any pictures probably because you were afraid of what you looked like, and you probably don't remember when he was born because you drank to get rid of the pain. It is ok Minerva."

I look at her and smiles slightly, then looks at the ground "Lily... I don't know how I am going to tell him..."

"Tell who?"

"I think Albus is Zack's father..."

"Just go tell him. Nothing bad will become of it." Lily said smiling, trying to lighten the mood.

"Okay. I shall tell him tomorrow. Thank you Lily."

After Lily and I talked I went back to my office, finished the 7th year's essays, and fell asleep at my desk. The next day I met Albus in the afternoon just as we usually do, and over a friendly game of wizard's chess I tell him about Zack. He was a bit shocked at first, but then he warmed up to the idea. After the game we sat next to each other on the sofa in his office and just talked. After a while, we somehow got talking about how we felt about each other, even though we both knew what the other thought. Albus wraps his arms around me, holding tight, I smile and look into his eyes. He returns the smile and kisses me. I close my eyes not wanting the kiss to end, deepening it. Albus lies down on the sofa. I open my eyes and look at him.

"I love you Albus" I whisper, laying my head on his chest, closes my eyes and drifts to sleep.

"I love you too Minerva" Albus replies quietly.