Dear Albus,
I know I promised that I'd never send you another personal letter after… Well, you know after what. I know that, therefore, I shouldn't be writing this letter. But there is something you should know, and I don't think it can wait until after Christmas break, no matter what promises we made.
Remember that year when I came back to Hogwarts to teach after a year's absence? I had a baby with me. I told everyone that she was my sister's daughter. That I had promised my dying sister to take care of her child. I did promise her that I'd take care of her child. Her Kylian. Her son. He died within a week. The girl I had with me, was my own. Yours. Our little Storm. Our girl, named for the storm in which we fell in love.
I know how strange it must sound for you to suddenly have a daughter. It is the same for me. After eleven years, I'm still not used to it. I doubt that I'll ever be.
I am not saying that you should favour her, or anything the like. All I wanted to do with this letter was letting you know that the Storm McGonagall who will attend Hogwarts in September, is your daughter. I thought that you'd like to know that. I'd want to know. I understand it if you hate me for not telling you sooner. I'm sorry.
Minerva.
I love how she crossed thought out but we can still read it! ^.^
ReplyDeleteThat's what I tried :)
ReplyDeleteThough this is not exactly how you'd imagine Minerva McGonagall, is it?