FanFic 100 Challenge #:: 077 – What?

What do you see?

After Albus Dumbledore had found Harry in front of The Mirror of Erised and told him what the mirror showed, he had gone to his office for his daily chess game with Minerva McGonagall.

She had already been there, waiting for him.

"I'm sorry, my dear, that I've made you wait. Harry has just found out about The Mirror of Erised. I couldn't bear to see him sitting in front of it, somehow – against all better judgment – hoping that the mirror was showing his future."

She smiled at him.

"You don't have to apologize, Albus. I know how much Harry means to you, to all of us."

So, while playing chess, he told her everything that had happened that night.

It wasn't until he had finished describing their conversation, that he noticed she was grinning.

"What are you grinning at, my dear?"

"You, Albus."

"Me? Why?"

He really had no idea what was so funny.

"You're telling me that you've seen yourself with socks, Albus?!"

Minerva McGonagall couldn't believe her own eyes: Albus Dumbledore was blushing!


He tried to avoid her eyes.

"Albus?" she asked again.

"I don't think you want to know what I really saw."

She shook his head.

"And I think that I do want to know. It can't be that bad, Albus, can it? I've known you for ages and I know how silly you can be from time to time. So what is it you see when you look into it?"

"Well, I see socks, my dear. Socks and –"


"And you."

"But I can't knit!"

"I didn't say that you've knitted the socks for me."

"Then who did knit them?"

This conversation was really confusing her.

"Our daughter."

His answer had been just a little bit more than a whisper.

"What did you say?"

"I said 'Our daughter'."

There was a long silence.

Finally, Minerva laughed out loud.

Now it was Albus' part to look confused.

She just grinned.

"Albus, don't you think that you should know by now that children aren't made by sitting around and staring at a game of chess?"