Stories by K Prakrutiyay

October 1968. One month in. Minerva McGonagall - veteran Auror, terror of third-years, woman of impeccable composure - has begun keeping a secret catalogue of Albus Dumbledore's soft parts. Current entries include: the drooling, the kneeling, losing chess to his own phoenix, and the drawings. The drawings are terrible. She is so in love it's genuinely embarrassing.

December 1968. Three months since the collision. Minerva has earned a quiet evening - his bed, his shirt, ginger newts, Transfiguration Today. She has not earned Albus Dumbledore materialising beside her and biting her biscuit in half. She should have expected this. She did not expect this. Domestic fluff. Theoretical arguments. Stolen chicken. This is what sixteen years of pining

A Post-OOTP AU canon. The blood wards fall. Privet Drive is no longer safe. Albus and Minerva bring Harry home to Hogwarts - and stop pretending they aren't his family. A universe where the war is fought differently, the right people survive, and found family is the whole point.

A sneeze and the chaos it begets. Fluffy Oneshot. Phoenix family canon.

In October 1968, seven weeks into their secret romance, Albus Dumbledore and Minerva McGonagall navigate a Ministry masquerade at Hogwarts - trading glances, footsie, and barely restrained longing before finally yielding to the devotion sixteen years in the making.

This is my canon for my favourite characters, Albus Dumbledore and Minerva McGonagall. It aligns with the actual source material, including Fantastic Beasts, but I view Albus as bisexual rather than gay, as I love his pairing with Minerva and his tragic love story with Gellert. I'm not trying to heteronormalize Albus, so please forgive me if it seems that way. No AI. Fck JKR.

Two scholars. One fire. Years of silence finally broken, and now - her fangs at his jaw, his hands at her waist, and the very particular madness of best friends who have discovered, catastrophically late and quite irrevocably, that they are also this.

He was hers. She knew it. The world never would. The histories will remember Grindelwald. They will not remember her. Albus Dumbledore was Minerva McGonagall's life - and the world will never know it.

A week after their collision, they finally have the discussion. The age gap discussion.

In 1968, in his shirt and his bed, Minerva names the truth - eighty-seven and thirty-two. They meet it gently, weighing years and loss, then choose each other anyway - warm, certain, and unafraid - reclaiming sixteen silent years (for her), nine years (for him) and holding fast to what they've finally found.

A book, a decade, a silence too long held - then ruin, soft as rain. In the amber hush, two brilliant fools unlearn restraint, trading years of longing for touch, laughter, and the dangerous grace of finally being known, chosen, and utterly undone. Set in September 1968.

Three years after the war, Hogwarts breathes again. Harry, Hermione, and Ron return as professors, finding purpose in teaching, tea, and each other. Through seasons of doubt and hope, the castle remembers them, and they choose life, love, and staying.

Bound by war, restraint, and unspoken love, Albus Dumbledore spends a lifetime carrying Minerva McGonagall's grief in silence. She outlives every loss, keeps living for him, and in death finally finds what life denied them: each other, without fear or almosts.

They never remember each other, only the pull. Across wars, peace, magic, and ordinary lives, Albus and Minerva meet clean each time and choose anyway. No prophecy. No memory. Just recognition, restraint, and the courage to step forward together.

Ginny Weasley's first pro match turns a stadium into chaos. Harry arrives painted, Minerva arrives intending restraint, and both fail gloriously. The Weasleys erupt, referees tremble, dignity dies, and love roars loud enough to reach a portrait at Hogwarts.

Albus Dumbledore rules fear with restraint and strategy after love once turned lethal. Minerva McGonagall sees through the legend and stays, challenging his choices, loving without illusion. Their quiet bond anchors a man who plans too much, loves too carefully, and tries anyway.

Albus Dumbledore rules fear with plans, not touch. Minerva McGonagall sees through him and stays anyway, challenging his choices, guarding his conscience, and loving him without illusion. Through wars and failures, she becomes the fixed point that keeps him human.

A portrait of Albus Dumbledore as strategist and sinner: a man who loved recklessly, mistook control for care, and bore catastrophe so others wouldn't. Neither saint nor villain, he chose cruel mercy, shaped lives like plans, and paid for hope with lifelong regret.

Minerva McGonagall learns to fly for the same reason she learns everything else: because it answers something essential in her. When the sky nearly takes her, it reveals who will always catch her - and how deeply care can break its own rules. ONE-SHOT

Two brilliant, terrified people loved each other for decades in silence, mistaking restraint for virtue. Grief shatters the lie. Truth erupts. What follows isn't a beginning, but a reckoning - and a love finally allowed to breathe, burn, and endure.

Winter tangles past and present as Hogwarts repeats itself: from Marauder-era chaos to Weasley twin theatrics, Minerva McGonagall and Albus Dumbledore weather adolescent nonsense, secret smiles, and quiet love - unchanged, unbothered, and very much spoken for.

Minerva McGonagall and Albus Dumbledore navigate a dangerous, unspoken tension. Desire simmers beneath discipline, restraint shaping every glance and touch withheld. What begins as admiration and respect becomes want - quiet, relentless, and impossible to name. Rated M for mild profanity.

From a family shaped by brilliance and ruin, this story traces Albus Dumbledore's journey from childhood wonder to devastating loss, through Grindelwald's fiery rise, and into the quiet, steadfast love he forges with Minerva - a saga of grief, power, and the long path to healing. FB & Books canon-compliant. Prequel of Revelations.

A broken Time-Turner flings young Minerva into Albus Dumbledore's past, sparking a bond neither time nor war can erase. Across decades, forgotten memories, and impossible love, they orbit each other until truth finally drags them home.

After learning her first love is marrying, Minerva breaks down in her empty classroom. Albus finds her, offers quiet comfort, and reveals the buried grief of Ariana. In shared vulnerability, their lifelong bond begins, fragile and unspoken but unmistakably real.

James, Sirius, and Remus attempt the world's most ill-advised courtship experiment. Their target? McGonagall. Their mistake? Everything. Their discovery? She may already belong to someone far more powerful.

A sherwani pulled from an old vault throws Harry Potter into a night where heritage, memory, and unexpected affection reshape everything he thought he knew about himself and the family he came from. Tag: Indian Origin Harry Potter

Remus Lupin returned to Hogwarts expecting lesson plans, not ghosts. Unfortunately, memories are terrible at respecting personal boundaries, and his students kept wearing the faces of people he'd already lost.

An everyday evening in the faculty lounge. AKA Chaos.

Each year, Albus Dumbledore makes fifty-two silent pilgrimages to Ariana's portrait, seeking a forgiveness she cannot give. Across decades of war, regret, and unexpected tenderness with Minerva McGonagall, those visits become the rhythm of his atonement - and his healing.

They are like magnets: repulsion and attraction, attraction and repulsion. Will their dance ever come to an end?

Minerva McGonagall had always loved quietly, fiercely, and with restraint. Now, velvet box in hand, standing at Albus Dumbledore's study door, restraint had run out. The truth was ready to be spoken - and everything was about to change.

Minerva McGonagall never meant to carry a secret. She loved her husband with honesty and warmth, yet something older and quieter lived beneath her ribs, a bond she'd never named. Years later, in the stillness after grief and war, she finally understands the truth she once mistook for guilt.

In the calm after the war, Minerva carries quiet grief and stubborn strength. Albus is the only one who notices the weight she hides. One late night, a shared moment breaks their restraint and forces the truth they've avoided.

Minerva McGonagall has spent years mastering discipline, but nothing prepares her for the slow, relentless undoing Albus Dumbledore causes in her life. One quiet moment, one lingering touch, and she's forced to face the truth she's been avoiding: she's been waiting for him all along.

Albus Dumbledore endures nights haunted by guilt and war, until one quiet evening with Minerva McGonagall cuts through the darkness. For the first time in years, sleep comes without monsters… and he finally understands why.

A lifetime of 'almosts' finally catches up to Minerva McGonagall as she realises her bond with Albus Dumbledore was never just mentorship or friendship, but a love that grew quietly through war, loss, and years of unspoken devotion.

A castle full of geniuses watches two prodigies fail spectacularly at confessing their painfully obvious feelings. Through eye-rolling staff, dramatic pacing, and catastrophic pining, Albus and Minerva finally trip into the truth everyone else has known for decades.

A wounded Albus stumbles back from battle, expecting silence, and finds Minerva's fury instead. She tears through his martyrdom with love sharp enough to cut, forcing him to face the one truth he's never allowed himself to believe: he is worth saving.

Two brilliant professors, zero shared brain cells. Albus flirts in poetry, Minerva flirts through practical acts of devotion, and both are convinced the other is oblivious. A comedy of missed signals finally forces them to admit the truth they've been tripping over for years.

In the chaos of a Death Eater ambush, Albus and Minerva fight with perfect unity, protecting each other with ruthless precision. But when one close call shatters their restraint, battle instincts give way to something fiercer: the truth of what they are to each other. Set during the early years of the first wizarding war with Voldemort.

After a long, weary evening at Hogwarts, a simple leaf in Minerva's hair draws Albus closer than either of them intends. What follows is a night of quiet touches, shared warmth and unspoken longing that makes it impossible to pretend they're only colleagues anymore.

Albus Dumbledore has spent years believing he's already ruined beyond repair. Then Minerva McGonagall enters his life with quiet strength and disarming kindness, teaching him that he isn't beyond saving and that he might still choose to live.

Albus is haunted by the soft lies Gellert once fed him, convinced gentleness is just another trap. But Minerva's quiet care shatters every old wound, teaching him that softness can heal instead of harm - and that he's worthy of being loved without conditions.

During a perfectly innocent collar adjustment, Minerva steps into Albus's space and flusters him so thoroughly he forgets how to breathe. It's supposed to be professional, but the lingering touch, the spark and the silence say everything they refuse to.

Minerva and Albus drift through Hogwarts in a slow, delicate orbit, sharing tea, walks and warmth they refuse to name. Students assume they're together. They deny it every time. But with every almost-touch and quiet smile, both know they're only one breath away from giving in.

Minerva races into a burning battlefield after sensing Albus in danger. She finds him nearly dead after defeating fifty Death Eaters and must save him herself, forcing both to confront the bond they've spent years denying.

Him. Her. Two hearts. Two souls. Both bound to each other. Only, they don't know.

After Severus takes Albus’s place as Headmaster, Minerva confronts him in the shadows. There is grief, there is fury, and there is something else—a terrible, unspoken understanding.

Old idea. New take. Wished to change the title. But ehhh.. Hermione sneaks into the hospital wing to check on Harry—only to find Dumbledore waiting. A quiet conversation unfolds, revealing just how much he knows… and how much he chooses to withhold.

After the war, Harry confronts Minerva about Dumbledore - and her past with his mother. Secrets unravel, love unspoken is finally heard, and a single, desperate cry still echoes in the dark.

Dumbledore defeats Grindelwald, but victory is hollow. Haunted by love and regret, he whispers a truth to Minerva—one that changes everything. But some confessions come too late… or do they?

A songfic on my favorite couple in the Harry Potter fandom. MMAD ahoy.

A songfic on my favorite couple in the Harry Potter fandom. MMAD ahoy.(grammatically incorrect) Go to my profile for the correct one.

They were not friends.. they had always been much more than that...

One drop of blood.. one drop of blood was enough to reveal all the secrets of his descendence. He was Harry Potter.. but he wasn't an orphan.. he had a family.. only he never knew.. nor did they. Canon pairings MMAD HPGW HRRW JPLE HAITUS : FACING A WRITER'S BLOCK. I'LL GET OVER IT SOON.