Hermione Granger: Fairy Tail Mage

Love for the Jaded Headmaster

The students and staff of Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry were shocked into silence at the amount of respect their Headmaster speak with so much reverence to someone who looks like they are the same age.

The eight shadows had revealed themselves to be a busty blond, a man with pink hair, a blue-haired woman with a strange symbol on her thigh, a gruff looking man with long scruffy hair, a short blue head beside him, a redhead with armor, and

The short old man smirked and gave a short bark of laughter before blowing out in a full belly laugh. "Ah, I'm just messing with you. Come down here and give us an actual greeting"

Albus Dumbledore continued to shock his staff and students as he rushed to give the old man a hug and continuing to the people behind the old man.

The students, the male ones in particular, started to grumble when their aged Headmaster got a kiss on the cheek from the red and white headed bombshells.

Minerva McGonagall, on the other hand, was in collision between being apprehensive as Albus put the school in the hands of teenagers and an old man and being happy as she saw the genuine happiness that filled the jaded headmaster's minuscule smile.

People's emotion can be read by their eyes, body language or facial expressions but with Albus Dumbledore, it was the small things.

His fingers would twitch every 2 minutes every time he'd get nervous. His philtrum would sweat if he was embarrassed. His normal polite smile would rise about 2 more inches if he was genuinely happy.

If it were someone else, they would of thought the hug he gave the old man would be that of an apprentice to his former master but, luckily, Minerva was not someone else.

Sometimes, she knew Albus more than he knew himself but other times she felt as thought he was just another stranger. He was her friend but he had more scars and secrets than he could bear.

This time, however, this time was a rare one. Albus didn't smile like that anymore, not after...this mess but the moment he came back from Fiore, he looked different. Relaxed...Happier.

It was in this moment that all apprehension and doubt that Minerva had for this ragtag group was erased. If they made Albus look like he was actually happy for once, then she was all for it.