Harry Potter McGonagall x Dumbledore

Chapter #4

Minerva pov.

It's been a week since my fall and I found out about my cancer, I just gotten out of the hospital wing. Poppy said she needed to montior my concussion before she'd let me leave espically when I was barley speaking to or seeing any one.

After Poppy told me about the cancer I needed time to myself, I didn't  want to tell Albus and had refused to let him in to see me I hadn't seen him in a week. Whenever anybody bar Poppy visted me I'd barley speak. Poppy told me how heartbroken he seemed, she has been trying to get me to tall him about the cancer all week, but I alsways told her the same thing, He'd be more heart broken watching me die.

As Poppy and I walked passed the secret door to Albus' office I stopped and sighed "Minerva?" Poppy asked placing her hand on my shoulder "I love him Poppy." I answered "I know you do and he loves you. Witch is why you have to tell him Minerva." Poppy reasoned "I can't Poppy you know that." I replied "Yes Minerva but you know as well as anyone nothig stays secret long at Hogwarts, the whole school inculding Dumbledore will find out sooner or later and he desevers to hear it from you." Poppy tried again "I guess your right Poppy, but not yet." I answered and together we walked the rest of the way to my rooms.

I woke the next morning a half hour eariler then normal, I sat on the edge of my bed for a minute before geting up and getting ready. It was my frist day back teaching since the fall and I knew Albus would come by to walk me to breakfast so if I wanted to avoid the conversation I knew was coming I had to be gone before he got here. He wouldn't ask me anything infront of other people.

I was sitting talking to Severus Snape when Albus rushed in. He looked panicked although to the students and the other staff proberly couldn't tell, I just knew him so well. 'Oh oh." I thought to myslef as his panicked eyes searched the staff table before coming to rest on  me, then it hit me. He had gone to my rooms and saw I wasn't there and panicked thinking I fallen or been hurt again. I looked across the table to Poppy, I gave her a look that said it all 'See? We need to talk' She just nodded as Albus walked up the Great Hall and took his seat beside me at the staff table.

I swallowed the lumb in my thoart as he spoke "Good Morning Minerva my dear. Your looking well." "Morning Professor Dumbledore." I answered as I took a piece of toast, I could see the pained look in his eyes when I said professor, I hadn't called him Professor Dumbledore since I left Hogwarts as a student and became a teacher unless it was in front of students.

After the students started leaving the Great Hall to get to class I stood. I gave Poppy a look and she stood to follow me "Whats worng Minerva? Are you feeling ok?" She asked "I'm fine Poppy. Did you see Albus come in? He looked so worried that I wasn't in my rooms when he thought I was just getting dizzy spells, imagion what he'd be like if he knew the turth?" I questioned her "I know Minerva. We both knew he was worried about you when he found you, you refusing to see him hasn't made him worry less you know, just more. Kept asking me for updates." Poppy answered. "Poppy I called him Professor Dumbledore, I never do that." I sighed, Poppy gasped "Oh Min, I'm sorry." She whispered as she hugged me. "I know that must have been hard." She added.

After another minute of talking about Albus and I, Poppy and I wentour separte ways. She to the hospital wing and I to my classroom. The class were getting settled as I stood at the top of the room. "Morning." I called "Today we'll be transfigureing hamsters into pocket watches." I annouced.

Most of the students had managed to complete the spell corectly but there were of course some mishaps. One student ended up with a ticking hamster, another pocket watch still had fur and one student's pocket watch still had a hamster nose. "Homework, I want to see all of you transfigure a hamster into a pocket watch on Monday and an 2 foot essay on how the spell is preformed correctly." I told the class at the end of the lesson. The bell rung and the students left.

As the day went on I grew tired. By dinner time I'd fallen asleep at my desk reading an article on transfigureation.