I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING TO DO WITH HARRY POTTER, OK THANKS!CHAPTER 2

"I have regrets Minerva..." Albus perked up, his eyes glistening in the daylight that shone in. She sighed, "I Think we all do Albus." McGonagall replied.

He continued, "The biggest one I have is not letting Severus have his own life. His life was based around serving others. He never got a chance to be happy, or even to love. What if we could change That?"

Minerva stared at him, the cogs werring in her mind. Her eyes stared deeply into Albus's happy blue pools, with intrigue reflecting in them.

"Albus? What are you getting at?"

A humble smile grew on his face, as she knew Albus Dumbledore had something up his sleeve, as always.

"Minerva? What if I told you that I have a contingency plan?"

She looked at the Ex Headmaster with shock, "Albus, we still won. What difference will that make now?"

He silenced her, raising a canvassy hand. As he did that a draw that was always locked, located in the head teachers desk, was rattling and banging like it wanted to be opened.

With a flick of a wand, the draw slid open. Suddenly a whisp of gold, in the shape of a familiar necklace with a note appeared on the desk.

McGonagalls delicate fingers picked up the note and read it aloud. "The Present is a present and a weapon to the past, used wisely and there may be more victories to the victory." She paused.

"You mean to use the..."

"Yes Minerva."

"But who would be willing Albus?"

He said nothing. But his twinkling eyes said a thousand words.

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"Five more days Mione, five more days until the first step in our future together..."

"Ron, I still think we need to talk about this?"

"What do we need to discuss, I have thought of everything! We move back to the Burrow, I'll get my job as an Auror, we will save enough to move out and then I'm going to marry you Hermione Granger... See all thought out, why the chat?"

Hermione shook her head with disbelief at the red head.

"You see this plan Ronald, it's all about about you and what you want to do! No consideration on my thoughts of the situation. What if I'm not ready to leave yet? Infact I still haven't finished my NEWTS yet! What if I want to do that? What if I don't want to do anything at all." She paused, "Everyone is trying to get on with their lives like nothing has happened. I know Ron, that this is your way of coping with the loss of your brother, by just ploughing on with your life. But I don't know if I'm ready for that. Ron, I love you, please believe that. However I don't think I'm reaady for that life. I do love you, but I've only ever seen you like a brother..."

Ron looked liked he had just been surprised slapped by a fish.

"But... But, we kissed?"

"Ron, it was just in the moment, after we did, it felt wrong, because I have nothing but respect for you, you, like Harry, are my best friends in the entire world, that's all I want from you Ron."

She gently placed her hand on his shoulder, but he shrugged it off, turning in the other direction towards the black lake.

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Hermione walked back to the castle, the only place where she can be one with her mourning.

She could feel the castles pain, and in some way she felt that as a comfort. After the war had finally finished, Hermione had made a habit of talking to the magical building, she felt like the castle was listening, and would always be a friend.

Hermione was on her way the old common rooms, when suddenly the castle decided that was not going to be her final destination. The staircase abruptly moved to another corridor, taking Hermione by surprise. "Woah, what are you doing?!" She cursed under her breath. Although she didn't do anything to stop herself, she just kept walking, her mind was too clouded to think clearly.

Corridors, upon corridors, Hermione trudged, not sure of her destination. It felt like she had been wandering the castle for hours, where in reality it had only been a few minutes.

Her feet came to a stop, and reality hit her. Being popped put of her bubble she realised that she was now standing outside the Headmasters office.

"Why here? I don't know the password." She gently spoke to the castle walls as she traced her fingers over the bricks.

As if the castle had heard her request the gargoyle sprang to life and the stairs appeared. Hermione found herself going up the stairs into the head teachers office for no particular reason.

When the she reached the top the door swooped open.

Hermione stood in the entrance to the office to find McGonagall sitting at the desk, with all of her focus on the intense conversation she was having with the painting of Dumbledore.

"You mean to use the..."

"Yes Minerva."

"But who would be willing Albus?"

He said nothing. But his twinkling eyes said a thousand words.

There was a moment of silence before Albus resumed talking.

"Well it seems to me that the castle has already made it's decision." His eyes twinkling profusely.

"Why come in Miss Granger, it seems like we need to have a chat."

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