Minerva stared out of her window, a red and gold tartan blanket around her thin frame.
She remembered one day many years ago when she had been correcting essays and she had taken a quick look outside her window because she'd thought that she'd seen something. That had been the day when she had seen Harry Potter on his broom for the first time.
He'd been afraid that he'd have to leave Hogwarts. But instead, she'd made him the seeker of her house team. She'd been so proud.
Minerva smiled a half smile. Oh, that was so long ago ... By now, Harry was married to Ginny, they had children and grandchildren of their own who had already become her students.
falling leaves drift by my window
The falling leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sunburned hands I used to hold
It all felt like a lifetime ago, now that she was watching the falling leaves drift by her window. They had the colours of Gryffindor and she wondered if it was silly to think of the leaves as couragoues. Did they know that they'd have to leave their home to never return, become dirt and be forgotten?
Oh, she was really becoming a strange old woman ...
But what was she supposed to do? She had no essays to correct, no letters to write ...
Until Harry's sixth year, she and Albus had spent together afternoons like this one. They'd just sitten next to each other, sometimes not saying a word for hours, just relaxing and enjoying the other's company. But these times had long since passed ...
A lonely tear left one of her eyes and was soon followed by another.
Oh, how she still missed him ...
She missed his laugh, his smile, the twinkle in his eyes, the smell of lemondrops, his half-moon glasses, the feeling of his beard tickling her nose, his long fingers in her hair, his soft lips against her own ... She would give everything to see him once more ...
you went away the days grow long
And soon I'll hear old winter's song
But I miss you most of all, my darling
When autumn leaves start to fall
Autumn was the worst time of the year because it reminded her of how wonderful things that seem to last forever just slip away in the blink of an eye. The time had just slipped through their fingers.
On days like this, seconds became minutes and minutes became hours. She felt so lonely that sometimes, she was really considering jumping out of the window to be reunited with her husband.
But she knew that she wasn't brave enough despite having been sorted into Gryffindor house so many decades ago.
Now that she was old, she could feel the coldness of autumn days in every bone. That feeling only made her miss Albus more. Minerva had always thought that they would grow old together. She had imagined him putting his arms around her on a day like this ...
But fate hadn't granted her that wish ...
Albus had fallen like the autumn leaves she was watching.
Minerva didn't know if the leaves knew their fate, but she knew that she would soon join Albus like one leave joined the other on their journey.
P.S. Albus, Minerva, ... belong to JKR and the song belongs to Eva Cassidy who's in Heaven and probably knows what I'm writing about.