Disclaimer: You know already
Ships: AD/MM, Wood/Bell
Note 1: No offense to all Minerva and Narcissa fans, I like them too
Note 2: I'm not sure what Aurors do besides catching Dark wizards, so I just take that they are as same as Muggle police.
Chapter 1: Terrible News
"Welcome home, Young Master." A house-elf greeted as 16- year-old Draco Malfoy stepped into the Malfoy Manor.
"Where is my mother?" Draco asked excitedly. He had the Quidditch Cup in his hands and his cheeks were glowing.
"I think Madam is upstairs in the bedroom." The house-elf said in his high- pitch voice.
"Great. I will surprise her." Draco said and walked quietly upstairs. As he did, he smiled inwardly, after 3 years of playing Quidditch, (not counting his fourth year because of the Triwizard Tournament) he finally won the Quidditch Cup for his team! Boy, he couldn't wait to show her the Cup!
He stopped at the door of his parents' bedroom and smiled proudly. He knocked and waited for his mother to response.
No answer.
He frowned and knocked again, louder this time.
Still no answer.
He called to the house-elf. "Hey, Bobby!"
"Yes, Young Master?"
"Are you sure that my mother is in there?" He asked coldly.
"Y-yes, I am sure." The house-elf squeaked and gulped when Draco gave him a deadly stare. "M-maybe s-she is t-taking a nap."
"My. Mother. Doesn't. Sleep. In. The. Afternoon." Draco said slowly and with a slight irritated note in his voice. "As if you don't know that."
"S-sorry, Young Master..." The house-elf stammered.
"Whatever, I will look for her somewhere else." Draco said impatiently and left.
***
"Draco? What are you doing wandering around with a cup?" Lucius Malfoy asked later that afternoon when he arrived home with two packages.
"It is not just a cup, Father." Draco protested. "It is the Quidditch Cup."
Lucius thought for a while. "Ah yes, the Quidditch Cup. It is all over the news; you beat Harry Potter during the Quidditch Finals." He said with a slight smile.
Draco nodded.
"You still haven't told me why you are wandering around in the house with the Cup." Lucius said.
"I want to show it Mother but I can't find her. And I know that she seldom goes out ..." Draco said, trying to ignore the familiar feeling that he always had when his father didn't praise him (or something like that): Hurt.
"You look everywhere?" Lucius interrupted.
"Everywhere. Well, except the bedroom." Draco said.
***
"Narcissa? Narcissa, open up." Lucius demanded as he banged the door. He tried the doorknob but in vain.
Still no response.
"If you don't open the door, Narcissa, I will open the door by magic." Lucius said.
Silence.
"That's it Draco, I am going to open the door." Lucius said, taking out his wand and pointed at the keyhole. "Alohomora."
CLICK
Lucius opened the door and a horrible sight greeted him and Draco.
Narcissa was there all right, lying on the floor in a pool of blood with a knife in her chest.
"NARCISSA!" Lucius exclaimed, rushed to her, dropped to the floor at her side and dragged her up off the floor into his lap. "Narcissa, speak to me! Narcissa!"
CLANK
Draco dropped the Quidditch Cup to the floor and he slumped down to the floor, too shock to speak.
Bobby rushed in and gasped. "Master! Is Madam all right?"
"Does she look all right to you?! She's dead!" Lucius said hysterically. He let go of Narcissa, marched to Bobby and pulled Bobby up to his height by his pillowcase. "How did she die? Why didn't all of you watch over her?!"
"I don't know, Master! I didn't see any visitor today, Master! I thought Madam is all right by herself up here!" Bobby said with fear.
Lucius let go so quickly and unexpectedly that Bobby's knees buckled when his feet hit the floor. "I am so sorry, Master!" Then he spotted something. "Master! There is something on the floor!" He squeaked.
Lucius turned around and saw words written in blood near Narcissa's body. He leaned forward and his eyes widened at the words:
MINERVA MCGONAGALL DID IT.
Then he looked around and found a pair of square glasses on the floor.
***
"Boy, that Quidditch match is totally awesome!" Madam Hooch said when she and Minerva McGonagall were on their way back to Hogwarts.
"Oliver Wood is getting better." Minerva said in agreement.
"I wonder how can you see without your glasses." Madam Hooch said.
"My eyes are perfectly fine, I wear those glasses for reading and forget to take them off. But I lost them yesterday.... I look everywhere, but I can't find them." Minerva said.
"Maybe Peeves took them." Madam Hooch suggested.
"Minerva McGonagall?" A man with brown hair and dark blue robes asked.
Minerva and Madam Hooch looked at each other. "Yes, that's me." Minerva said slowly.
"I'm an Auror, you are under arrest for involving the murder of Narcissa Malfoy."
Both Madam Hooch and Minerva gasped in shock.
***
The next morning, Katie Bell was busily making breakfast when Oliver Wood put his arms around her from behind and whispered in her ear. "Good morning, Katie."
"Oliver, that tickles." Katie giggled as Oliver kissed her neck. "Hey, go and get the newspaper."
"Aw, you are no fun." Oliver pouted and let her go.
"Go before I hit you with the spatula."
"All right all right...." Oliver walked to the door and opened it.
No newspaper.
"Looks like the owl is late." Oliver muttered and he looked up for any signs of an owl.
He folded his arms and waited for a while. Soon, an owl flew towards him with a newspaper held in its beak. Oliver's eyes widened and he caught the falling newspaper quickly before it could hit his head.
"Ha! I save it!" He grinned and gave the owl five Knuts.
The owl flew away and Oliver read the front page and gaped at the headlines:
HOGWARTS DEPUTY HEADMISTRESS ARRESTED FOR MURDER
"Katie! KATTTTTIIIEEEEE!!!!!!!" Oliver yelled and rushed into the house.
***
"Oy, George! Another box of Ton-Tongue Toffee!" Fred Weasley yelled to his twin at their shop, Weasley Wheezes "Boy, they really clean us out." He said happily.
"Excuse me Sir?" A customer asked at the counter.
"Yes?"
"Where's the Canary Cream?"
"Over there." Fred said, leaning out and pointed at the end of the shop.
"Thank you Sir." The customer said and rolled up his newspaper. As he did, Fred could see the headlines upside down. "Sir, can I borrow the newspaper?" He demanded.
"Why yes, in fact, I have finish it, you can have it." The man said and handed it to Fred.
Fred took it and read the headlines.
"GEORGE!" He bellowed at George, who was carrying a box of Ton-Tongue Toffee from the basement. " MCGONAGALL WAS ARRESTED!"
George dropped the box. "What? OUCH!" He yelled when the box landed on his foot.
***
"Today's paper, sir." Percy Weasley's secretary said as he came into Percy's office and he handed the paper to Percy.
"Thank you, you may go now." Percy said and took the paper. He finished checking his report to the Minister of Magic and sighed in satisfaction. "Perfect."
He looked around in his office. Being the Head of International Cooperation wasn't so bad after all, unless you count the late working nights. A few years after Barty Crouch passed away, he was promoted straight to his position and Percy didn't even quite know why.
"Maybe because I work hard." Percy thought to himself. He took the newspaper and a cup of tea and took a sip.
"Percy! Have you read the news?!" His father Arthur Weasley demanded when he banged into his office.
Percy, who wasn't unable to speak, shook his head, picked up the newspaper and read.
He spat the tea out. "WHAT?!"
***
"Ginny! Ron! Holidays are here doesn't mean that you two can sleep until noon! Wake up!" Mrs. Weasley bellowed from downstairs. "I better listen to the news." She said and switched on the radio. Ron and Ginny came down from the stairs, yawning.
"Morning, Mom." Ron said in a hoarse voice and Ginny rubbed her eyes. They sat down and Ron poured pumpkin juice from the jar to his glass as they listened the news.
"...And to recap our top story of the day, Minerva McGonagall, Deputy Headmistress of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, was arrested yesterday night for murder...."
"WHAT?!" Ron exclaimed and dropped the jar.
CRASH
"Oh my goodness!" Ginny shrieked. "It can't be!"
"There must be a mistake!" Mrs. Weasley said.
***
"Man, the breakfast is delicious, right Harry?" Sirius Black said as he and Harry walked down the street.
Harry nodded. Ever since Sirius' name was cleared, he had been living with Sirius and the feeling was great. Life was definitely getting better without the Dursleys.
"Hey wait a minute, I need to buy the newspaper..." Sirius said when they reached his motorcycle.
"And read about how Malfoy beat me in Quidditch?" Harry said flatly as he got on the motorcycle.
"I will skip that. I have other news to read." Sirius grinned and went to the newspaper stand. "One Daily Prophet." He said.
He stood near the newspaper stand and read the headlines.
"WHAT?! ARE THEY CRAZY?!"
Harry nearly fell out of his seat. "Sirius, what's wrong?"
"This is what's wrong! Look!" Sirius said and Harry got out off the motorcycle. He reached Sirius, read the headlines and turned ghastly pale.
***
Remus Lupin yawned and stretched lazily. He went to the door and opened it just in time for an owl to fly into his living room with a newspaper in its beak.
"Thanks! Here are your five Knuts!" Remus called and the owl dropped the newspaper neatly on his table and flew back to him for the five Knuts. He patted the owl's head and the owl flew away.
He took the newspaper, read the headlines and gasped in horror.
***
"My Lord, it is done. Minerva McGonagall has been arrested."
Lord Voldemort smiled coldly. "Good." He turned to his follower. "Come now, Foxy, let's plan our next move."
Ships: AD/MM, Wood/Bell
Note 1: No offense to all Minerva and Narcissa fans, I like them too
Note 2: I'm not sure what Aurors do besides catching Dark wizards, so I just take that they are as same as Muggle police.
Chapter 1: Terrible News
"Welcome home, Young Master." A house-elf greeted as 16- year-old Draco Malfoy stepped into the Malfoy Manor.
"Where is my mother?" Draco asked excitedly. He had the Quidditch Cup in his hands and his cheeks were glowing.
"I think Madam is upstairs in the bedroom." The house-elf said in his high- pitch voice.
"Great. I will surprise her." Draco said and walked quietly upstairs. As he did, he smiled inwardly, after 3 years of playing Quidditch, (not counting his fourth year because of the Triwizard Tournament) he finally won the Quidditch Cup for his team! Boy, he couldn't wait to show her the Cup!
He stopped at the door of his parents' bedroom and smiled proudly. He knocked and waited for his mother to response.
No answer.
He frowned and knocked again, louder this time.
Still no answer.
He called to the house-elf. "Hey, Bobby!"
"Yes, Young Master?"
"Are you sure that my mother is in there?" He asked coldly.
"Y-yes, I am sure." The house-elf squeaked and gulped when Draco gave him a deadly stare. "M-maybe s-she is t-taking a nap."
"My. Mother. Doesn't. Sleep. In. The. Afternoon." Draco said slowly and with a slight irritated note in his voice. "As if you don't know that."
"S-sorry, Young Master..." The house-elf stammered.
"Whatever, I will look for her somewhere else." Draco said impatiently and left.
***
"Draco? What are you doing wandering around with a cup?" Lucius Malfoy asked later that afternoon when he arrived home with two packages.
"It is not just a cup, Father." Draco protested. "It is the Quidditch Cup."
Lucius thought for a while. "Ah yes, the Quidditch Cup. It is all over the news; you beat Harry Potter during the Quidditch Finals." He said with a slight smile.
Draco nodded.
"You still haven't told me why you are wandering around in the house with the Cup." Lucius said.
"I want to show it Mother but I can't find her. And I know that she seldom goes out ..." Draco said, trying to ignore the familiar feeling that he always had when his father didn't praise him (or something like that): Hurt.
"You look everywhere?" Lucius interrupted.
"Everywhere. Well, except the bedroom." Draco said.
***
"Narcissa? Narcissa, open up." Lucius demanded as he banged the door. He tried the doorknob but in vain.
Still no response.
"If you don't open the door, Narcissa, I will open the door by magic." Lucius said.
Silence.
"That's it Draco, I am going to open the door." Lucius said, taking out his wand and pointed at the keyhole. "Alohomora."
CLICK
Lucius opened the door and a horrible sight greeted him and Draco.
Narcissa was there all right, lying on the floor in a pool of blood with a knife in her chest.
"NARCISSA!" Lucius exclaimed, rushed to her, dropped to the floor at her side and dragged her up off the floor into his lap. "Narcissa, speak to me! Narcissa!"
CLANK
Draco dropped the Quidditch Cup to the floor and he slumped down to the floor, too shock to speak.
Bobby rushed in and gasped. "Master! Is Madam all right?"
"Does she look all right to you?! She's dead!" Lucius said hysterically. He let go of Narcissa, marched to Bobby and pulled Bobby up to his height by his pillowcase. "How did she die? Why didn't all of you watch over her?!"
"I don't know, Master! I didn't see any visitor today, Master! I thought Madam is all right by herself up here!" Bobby said with fear.
Lucius let go so quickly and unexpectedly that Bobby's knees buckled when his feet hit the floor. "I am so sorry, Master!" Then he spotted something. "Master! There is something on the floor!" He squeaked.
Lucius turned around and saw words written in blood near Narcissa's body. He leaned forward and his eyes widened at the words:
MINERVA MCGONAGALL DID IT.
Then he looked around and found a pair of square glasses on the floor.
***
"Boy, that Quidditch match is totally awesome!" Madam Hooch said when she and Minerva McGonagall were on their way back to Hogwarts.
"Oliver Wood is getting better." Minerva said in agreement.
"I wonder how can you see without your glasses." Madam Hooch said.
"My eyes are perfectly fine, I wear those glasses for reading and forget to take them off. But I lost them yesterday.... I look everywhere, but I can't find them." Minerva said.
"Maybe Peeves took them." Madam Hooch suggested.
"Minerva McGonagall?" A man with brown hair and dark blue robes asked.
Minerva and Madam Hooch looked at each other. "Yes, that's me." Minerva said slowly.
"I'm an Auror, you are under arrest for involving the murder of Narcissa Malfoy."
Both Madam Hooch and Minerva gasped in shock.
***
The next morning, Katie Bell was busily making breakfast when Oliver Wood put his arms around her from behind and whispered in her ear. "Good morning, Katie."
"Oliver, that tickles." Katie giggled as Oliver kissed her neck. "Hey, go and get the newspaper."
"Aw, you are no fun." Oliver pouted and let her go.
"Go before I hit you with the spatula."
"All right all right...." Oliver walked to the door and opened it.
No newspaper.
"Looks like the owl is late." Oliver muttered and he looked up for any signs of an owl.
He folded his arms and waited for a while. Soon, an owl flew towards him with a newspaper held in its beak. Oliver's eyes widened and he caught the falling newspaper quickly before it could hit his head.
"Ha! I save it!" He grinned and gave the owl five Knuts.
The owl flew away and Oliver read the front page and gaped at the headlines:
HOGWARTS DEPUTY HEADMISTRESS ARRESTED FOR MURDER
"Katie! KATTTTTIIIEEEEE!!!!!!!" Oliver yelled and rushed into the house.
***
"Oy, George! Another box of Ton-Tongue Toffee!" Fred Weasley yelled to his twin at their shop, Weasley Wheezes "Boy, they really clean us out." He said happily.
"Excuse me Sir?" A customer asked at the counter.
"Yes?"
"Where's the Canary Cream?"
"Over there." Fred said, leaning out and pointed at the end of the shop.
"Thank you Sir." The customer said and rolled up his newspaper. As he did, Fred could see the headlines upside down. "Sir, can I borrow the newspaper?" He demanded.
"Why yes, in fact, I have finish it, you can have it." The man said and handed it to Fred.
Fred took it and read the headlines.
"GEORGE!" He bellowed at George, who was carrying a box of Ton-Tongue Toffee from the basement. " MCGONAGALL WAS ARRESTED!"
George dropped the box. "What? OUCH!" He yelled when the box landed on his foot.
***
"Today's paper, sir." Percy Weasley's secretary said as he came into Percy's office and he handed the paper to Percy.
"Thank you, you may go now." Percy said and took the paper. He finished checking his report to the Minister of Magic and sighed in satisfaction. "Perfect."
He looked around in his office. Being the Head of International Cooperation wasn't so bad after all, unless you count the late working nights. A few years after Barty Crouch passed away, he was promoted straight to his position and Percy didn't even quite know why.
"Maybe because I work hard." Percy thought to himself. He took the newspaper and a cup of tea and took a sip.
"Percy! Have you read the news?!" His father Arthur Weasley demanded when he banged into his office.
Percy, who wasn't unable to speak, shook his head, picked up the newspaper and read.
He spat the tea out. "WHAT?!"
***
"Ginny! Ron! Holidays are here doesn't mean that you two can sleep until noon! Wake up!" Mrs. Weasley bellowed from downstairs. "I better listen to the news." She said and switched on the radio. Ron and Ginny came down from the stairs, yawning.
"Morning, Mom." Ron said in a hoarse voice and Ginny rubbed her eyes. They sat down and Ron poured pumpkin juice from the jar to his glass as they listened the news.
"...And to recap our top story of the day, Minerva McGonagall, Deputy Headmistress of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, was arrested yesterday night for murder...."
"WHAT?!" Ron exclaimed and dropped the jar.
CRASH
"Oh my goodness!" Ginny shrieked. "It can't be!"
"There must be a mistake!" Mrs. Weasley said.
***
"Man, the breakfast is delicious, right Harry?" Sirius Black said as he and Harry walked down the street.
Harry nodded. Ever since Sirius' name was cleared, he had been living with Sirius and the feeling was great. Life was definitely getting better without the Dursleys.
"Hey wait a minute, I need to buy the newspaper..." Sirius said when they reached his motorcycle.
"And read about how Malfoy beat me in Quidditch?" Harry said flatly as he got on the motorcycle.
"I will skip that. I have other news to read." Sirius grinned and went to the newspaper stand. "One Daily Prophet." He said.
He stood near the newspaper stand and read the headlines.
"WHAT?! ARE THEY CRAZY?!"
Harry nearly fell out of his seat. "Sirius, what's wrong?"
"This is what's wrong! Look!" Sirius said and Harry got out off the motorcycle. He reached Sirius, read the headlines and turned ghastly pale.
***
Remus Lupin yawned and stretched lazily. He went to the door and opened it just in time for an owl to fly into his living room with a newspaper in its beak.
"Thanks! Here are your five Knuts!" Remus called and the owl dropped the newspaper neatly on his table and flew back to him for the five Knuts. He patted the owl's head and the owl flew away.
He took the newspaper, read the headlines and gasped in horror.
***
"My Lord, it is done. Minerva McGonagall has been arrested."
Lord Voldemort smiled coldly. "Good." He turned to his follower. "Come now, Foxy, let's plan our next move."