Note: I felt bad for having such a short first chapter, so I am posting two chapters. Enjoy!

Chapter Three:

Her Special Place

That Night…

Minerva was in her rooms getting ready to go to bed when she hear a knock on her door. She swiftly out on her robe and answered the door. Behind the door was Minnie; she looked scared and near tears. Minerva was still shocked when Minnie's arms wrapped tightly around her slim waist. Minerva did the only thing she could think to do. The normally proper and strict Professor McGonagall wrapped her arms tightly around the little girl.

"Oh, what is the matter lassie? … Come on Minnie, I can not help you unless you talk to me, dear heart." Minerva said in a sweet tone, so much unlike her normal strict and emotionless teaching voice. Finally Minnie spoke up.

"Oh Auntie Min, some of the kids were calling Mummy names! They said she was cold and cruel. They said she was hard to look at. They said she was the second worst teacher here! They were so mean!" Minnie said holding onto Minerva even tighter and crying. Minerva patted the girl on her back.

"Minnie, do not listen to those kid. Your mother is a beautiful woman inside and out. She is not cold nor cruel. She is sweet and caring. She is beautiful all the way around. Remember Minnie, peoples words can never change facts. And I know for a fact your mother is one of the best woman in the magical community! Are you alright now, my dear?" Minerva asked as she watched Minnie look down at her hands. Minnie looked up at her.

"Auntie Min, am I a terrible person for not wanting to tell my friends who my mummy is?" Minnie asked on the verge of new tears.

"No, no of course you are not terrible; you never could be. When you are ready you can tell them. If they are true friends, then they will except you no matter who your parents are, sweet heart." Minerva said then added, "Dear, how about we sit down for a cup of tea and warm milk and cookies, so we can talk just like old times." They did just that. They talked for what seemed like minutes to them, but in truth they talked for two hours. It was already 10:30!

"Oh dear, look at the time. Dear one, you need to get off to bed. Classes start tomorrow, and you have my class first thing; I do not want and will not stand for tardiness." Minerva said though she was smiling.

"Auntie Min, will I have to call you and Uncle Albie, Professor McGonagall and Professor Dumbledore like I call Mummy and Uncle Harry, Professor Malfoy and Professor Potter?" Minnie asked thinking about classes tomorrow. Her mother had told her that she was not supposed to call her "Mummy" during class.

"Yes, dear one, you must call me Professor McGonagall. And You must call Uncle Albie Professor Dumbledore." Minerva said smiling at the nickname Aldus had. When none of the children could pronounce Albus, they just said Albie. Another reason for Ablie was that Harry's son was also Albus, so you would know who you were talking about if you said Uncle Albie or Albus, well if you were a child.

"Alright, Professor McGonagall. … That still sounds odd." Minnie said. She would rather call Minerva Auntie Min.

"Do not worry about call me that in my private rooms, deary. When we are alone or in here, you mal call me Auntie Min, alright love?" Minerva smiled and hugged the girl one last time. "Alright, now you need to be off to bed. You mother would be furious if she knew I kept you from bed this late! Now off with you. Goodnight sweet heart." Minerva said as she kissed the girls head.

"I love you Auntie Min!" Minnie said hugging Minerva back.

"I love you too, sweet heart. Goodnight." Minerva said. Minnie left after that and went straight to bed.

For the second time that night Minerva started to get ready for bed and was again disrupted by a knock at her door. And for the second time she put on her robe to answer the door; there stood Albus Dumbledore.