Albus Dumbledore's daughter Ariana is his only child . She's his pride and joy. Her mother Cassandra died after giving birth to Ariana, living Albus to take care of their daughter alone. But there's someone who is willing to help him raise his daugh...
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This chapter is a very short one, but better than nothing...
Minerva refuses to speak to Albus and tried to avoid him in the past two days. To make the situation worse Nancy stayed at the Dumbledore manor since that dinner night. Minerva slept in Ally's nursery with her daughter for the past two days because she's angry with her lover. That woman is obviously flirting with him and he did absolutely nothing against it. The next day Minerva decided to visit her best friend Poppy and maybe spent Christmas with the Pomfrey-Moody family.
"My dear you cannot do this," Albus said while holding her back by the waist as Minerva was about to walk out the Dumbledore manor.
She turned her head sharply to face him. Her face was stern as if he was one of her pupils.
"Why ever not?" She asked him in a dangerous voice, which she usually uses with her students. Minerva tried her best to get out of his embrace but carefully so the sleeping toddler in her arms didn't wake up.
"It is Christmas time and I want to spend the holiday with you and our daughter."
"Why don't you spend your holiday with Nancy. You two get along rather well."
"Why, Nancy and I are just friends, darling. Minerva, I love one witch only and that is you. Please, stay."
Still standing in his embrace at the entrance Minerva looked him in the eyes and noticed that his twinkling has gone, and the bright blue eyes darkened. He was indeed telling the truth and deep down she knew that he will never lie to her. So caught up in their little argument they haven't noticed someone hiding behind the library door listening to them.
