Dumbledore & McGonagall a love story (by skrewtkeeper)

Chapter 1

This is a love story for Minerva Mcgonagall and Albus Dumbledore.
I found this story on the internet I didn't write it but I liked it and I didn't see it on wattpad therefore I decided to put it on wattpad. As I said I'm not the author of this fanfiction, however the amazing author is skrewtkeeper. If you're the author and you don't want me to put it on wattpad I will remove it immediately.

Chapter 1

Minervra Mcgonagall had not expected to fall in love again! The last time she had fallen in love, it was all in vain because the young man she had loved chose a much younger girl than herself! She had vowed never to fall in love again because she didn't have any desire to leap and fall once more...

Yet here she was. Teaching at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. At first, teaching at the school just seemed to be an easy job she could get. She had always loved Transfiguration and even managed to get a N.E.W.T. in it! She also longed to teach very much. She had not counted on falling in love with the headmaster!

Albus Dumbledore was, in Minervra Mcgonagall's eyes, absolutely charming. He also had an amazing sense of humor that often had Mcgonagall laughing at distant memories even in the darkest of times.

One particular night, (which was September 1st), Albus had invited Mcgonagall for a spot of tea (and perhaps some lemon drops). This was not uncommon for Dumbledore who was known for inviting his staff for tea.

Professor Mcgonagall came up to his office (so far, unknowingly loving Dumbledore), and knocked on the door three times.

"Come in," said Dumbledore, his words resounding in the silent air. His voice, like always, astounded Mcgonagall as to how it could travel so far in such a large office.

Mcgonagall opened the door and stepped inside.

"Ah, Minervra...You're on time again!" beamed Dumbledore as he gestured for her to sit down.

"Well...yes...I've made it plain to my students last year to arrive on time and I think it is needful that I show some sort of example," replied Mcgonagall, sitting down on the chair in front of Dumbledore's desk.

"Would you like some Bertie Bott's every Flavor Beans? I don't like them and a friend seems quite insistent on sending me them," began Dumbledore conversationally as he held out a box of beans.

"No, thank you. Why don't you like them?" inquired Mcgonagall looking mildly curious.

"Oh, on one occasion, in my youth, I so unfortunately came across a vomit-flavored one. And now, alas, I do not like them," replied Dumbledore.

"His smile is quite dashing," thought Mcgonagall. Suddenly, a thought struck her mind and she could not suppress the urge to ask.

"You didn't See that coming?" asked Mcgonagall playfully.

"Minervra! You know I'm not much of a seer. But as I recall, there was something in the crystal ball that day. I'm just stumped as to what it was," said Dumbledore smiling again.

Minervra smiled."Perhaps, the next time you think of trying new sweets, you should consult the crystal ball with Professor Trelawney!"

Dumbledore chuckled. "I'll remember that: I'll be stuck in her office for hours! Predicting my death every other minute! I don't think I could stand it!"

"Well then," exclaimed Professor Mcgonagall, her eyes sparkling in the candlelight, "there is nothing you can do!"

"Apparently not," replied Dumbledore, as a smile flashed through his ancient face.

"Oh goodness! Look at the time!" exclaimed Dumbledore suddenly. Mcgonagall turned around abruptly to see the clock mounted on the wall behind her. It was midnight already! How could Mcgonagall lost track of time so quickly?

"Well, if I want to be awake to teach the first class of the year tomorrow, I'd better turn in," said Mcgonagall on the verge of yawning.

"All right, farewell," said Dumbledore, his bright, blue eyes searching over Mcgonagall's.

"Goodnight," said Mcgonagall as she shook hands with Dumbledore. To her surprise, (as always) his grip was very firm despite him being so old!

A couple of minutes later, Mcgonagall was rather shocked to find herself in her office. She had been recounting her hours that she had spent with Dumbledore and trying to decide really how much she enjoyed being with that man. She wondered when Dumbledore would invite her again for Mcgonagall was looking forward to spend more time with him!