Love leads you home
Hey
This is something I wanted to write so badly. So this is the story if Leyviena McGonagall was Harry's transfiguration teacher. How will she get along with a certain Severus Snape? And what has her past like? And how can she change Severus?
DISCLAIMER: Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling. Leyviena belongs to herself (and to me).
Enjoy,
TempeGeller
Chapter 1: Dear Old Hogwarts
Leyviena McGonagall
I don't know why I decided to leave America. I loved everything about New York. I had fallen in love with the city when my mother brought me there at age 13. How can I explain why I went to Ilvermorny and not Hogwarts? My mother believed that England was too dangerous and shipped me off to the United States of America, where she thought it would be safer. I had to admit the US was so different from Scotland. In my years at Ilvermorny, I always longed for Hogwarts. I longed for the teachers I knew, the grounds I loved. In Ilvermorny I was an outsider. I had a small pocket of friends in the choir. Two girls who I loved like sisters. Yet I never I indeed was home in Pukwudgie. My only two friends were students of Thunderbird. It seemed that no students in the choir belonged to Pukwudgie. Most of them weren't singers. They always laughed with my Scottish accent and asked me why I wasn't at my precious Hogwarts.
I don't know why I stayed at Ilvermorny. I don't know I decided to take the position transfiguration teacher. I always assumed I wanted to leave the USA as soon as possible. But here am I, at age 28 at the end of a school year. Heartbroken. It was so difficult for me to look back in time, I didn't want to see how I had gotten hurt. It was too much. I only wanted to forget everything I needed. I hated that I needed to stay here. All I wanted to do was smile. So I was pleased that I got the letter to go home.
My mother couldn't handle fourteen transfiguration classes and begged me to take over. I would take 8 of the classes, and she would continue teaching the last three years and Animigus training.
I closed my eyes as I stared at the letter. It only took a few days to leave my position in Ilvermorny and catch a flight to London. It had been so long since I had seen the city that I loved so much. I was out of touch with everything going on. I knew very little about what they had gone through in the last 15 years. So I didn't recognize Kings Cross anymore. It took me a half hour before I brought myself to platform nine ¾. When I sat down in a compartment, I realized I wasn't sure if I needed to return. Suddenly I felt that people wouldn't like me there either. I was going to be lonely in another place. I was going to betray more than I had before. The feeling of returning to Hogwarts brought happiness in my whole body.
I stared at the English countryside. I loved everything about this country and after so long I was home. I spent time on the train when I visited my aunt in London. My mother would ship me off, as she tried to study transfiguration for a lonely summer. She wished I met the best friend on those journeys, but they were always packed with my aunt. The two of us seemed to bond over old movies and music. There were even times I would be taken to a musical. Aunt Theresa was by far mu favorite. I, of course, love aunt Katharina and aunt Kristine, there was so many times I longed for all of them in Ilvermony. I had written so many times how lonely I was. It wasn't until mom needed help, which everything seemed safe for me to return. So I did what I always did, I took my book and started to read.
"I'm sorry, but is this full." The girl was in her first year, I could notice it by her tie. I softly nodded my head as she walked in the compartment. I looked at her. She seemed me at that age. The same bushy hair. I had gotten control over it when I was older. I gave her a soft smile before I returned to my book.
"Hermione Granger."
"Professor Leyviena McGongall." I smiled. "Don't worry, Hermione. Hogwarts is the best place in this world. You'll love it."
I returned my attention to pride and prejudice. I loved books with a beautiful love story, and this was one of my favorite. After a few hours, I looked outside. When I looked back to Hermione, she was gone. I moved my hand to my forehead. It was then I decided to close my eyes for just a second. When I opened them once again, I noticed the train just stopped in Hogsmeade. I got out of the train, the first person that I noticed was Hagrid. I was one of the first persons that left the train.
"How you have grown." He stepped towards me. "How long has it been?"
"A little under fifteen years," I replied. "I was 10 when I left Hogwarts."
"Dumbledore thought you should have gone to Hogwarts." He smiled. "Everyone thought you should have gone to Hogwarts. You had no business taking classes in Ilvermorny."
"Well, you know mom." I smiled as I stepped away from him. "But I'll see you later, Hagrid. I've got a carriage to catch."
As I left Hagrid at the station, I thought about my whole life. I had always been lonely; I wished I could take my two best friends with me. They still worked in Ilvermorny. When I got on the carriage, I looked at the lonely castle. The lights were beautiful over the dark lake. I had grown up here. Hogwarts was my home, even after all these years I still felt like I was coming home. There was no one else in my carriage. I seemed to be pretty early. My bags were brought to the castle. I wrote a letter to Lynn, my best friend. I looked at the castle. From that moment I felt home.
Severus Snape
I always knew this dreadful day would come. The day I could see what my actions had bought me. The days that I saw the living proof that Lily Evans chose Potter. The day their child was starting Hogwarts. I had seen the child the day of their deaths. It was the darkest day of my entire life, the day the love of my life died. After that, I never loved anyone else again. I promised myself I would never let anyone in. That day my life was over. Nothing good would ever happen again. All I had was proof of a mistake that I made years ago.
The years I had left, I would spend protecting her only son.
I would do everything to save Harry James Potter. Little did I know that someone else was going to change my life.
Leyviena McGonagall
When I entered the school, I noticed that nothing had changed. The school looked the since I last saw it. Albus Dumbledore was waiting for me. He looked older now but still had the same wisdom in his eyes. A comforting smile appeared on his face as he hugged me.
"I would say you have not changed at all, but that would be a lie." He released me.
"I was ten years old when you last saw me. I was a child."
"Well if Minerva didn't ask you to come back. I would have given you the position of defence against the dark arts teacher. You belong in Hogwarts. I don't know why Minerva ever send you to Ilvermorny. You should have been here; this is your home."
To be truthful, I had always hated defence against the dark arts. I hated teaching it for two years, and it never had the same meaning after.
He placed his hand on the lower part of my back and showed me Hogwarts. He showed me what had changed about the school. It didn't seem a lot. The uniforms had changed, I noticed that when I saw one of the students. He showed me where I would live; he showed my office. Then he walked me to the great hall. He told me I could take any seat at the teacher's table. The truth was, I had never spent much time in the great hall.
A thin, tall man walked towards us. It was clear that Albus knew him pretty well. I smiled. The man had dark black hair; he seemed to have warm brown eyes. His lips were pretty thin; it didn't seem the man every smiled. He looked at me. His face was pale white. I couldn't detect what he was feeling. He seemed older than I was, yet I didn't dare to ask his age.
"This is our potion master Severus Snape. Severus, this is Leyviena Theresa Katharina Albus Minerva Lynn Thor Delisa McGonagall."
"Why do you insist on saying my full name?" I laughed.
He looked at me. I didn't know what he was thinking about me and my strange long name. The truth was I never understood my mom had given me such a long name. In all truth, I felt strange about that name. I never used it.
"Well, Severus, not everyone has a pretty girl named after them." Albus reacted.
"Well, it seems you only hire handsome employers." I looked at Severus Snape. He was handsome; there was a beauty behind his eyes that I had never truly seen before. I tried not to read his mind; I was a half-blood god. I could read everyone's mind. Yet I tried not to. When I watched at Severus Snape, I wanted to know exactly what he was thinking.
I looked at Severus Snape in amazement. A smile appeared on my face; I wondered if he would smile back. Yet he didn't.
"Nice to meet me, Professor McGonagall." He said as he walked away.
"You can call me Leyviena." I walked behind him. "Or Ley, Or Leyla. I think professor McGonagall seems pretty formal. I mean professor McGonagall is my mother. "
"I think I prefer Professor McGonagall." He looked at me with a stern look. "I feel..."
He didn't say a word, he left. I didn't walk behind him. I didn't say a word. I preferred not to be addressed as Professor McGonagall. When I was a teacher at Ilvermorny, I let the students call me Leyviena. I was loved with them, I thought about being named professor McGonagall.
Severus Snape
The first moment I saw Leyviena McGonagall I noticed she was beautiful. She had long light blond hair, sparkling blue eyes. She was enthusiastic about Hogwarts. She seemed like a kind girl, who looked a little over 20. She had a smile on her face; I hated that I thought she was pretty. I recognized a lot of Lily in her. At first, they seemed to have too many similarities. When she said she thought I was handsome, I wanted to laugh. I wanted to flirt. Yet I did nothing. The girl was not someone who would like me. She only wanted to be nice. So I walked away from her. I would call her professor McGonagall, even if I called all my other co-workers by their first name. I didn't want to let this girl too close. Because I saw Lily in her. Which meant I could grow to love her. I couldn't lose someone I love not again. That was how love ended with me. She came to me, saying she preferred something less formal. I didn't want to listen to her. I didn't want to look at that angelic face. I would rather ignore her.
So when I was in my office, I tried to erase everything from this girl. I took my book and started to read about potions. Anything that I could do to forget. After an hour, I went to the great hall. Where I saw her again. She was in my seat; her hands pushed under her chin. Her eyes firmly focused on the door. In ten minutes the new students would be brought in. It seemed she was interested in that. I walked towards her. I gave her a soft pad on the back. That was when she looked at me.
"You're in my seat."
"I was not informed seats were assigned." She had a smile on her face. "I'm not moving, so you know. You can either sit somewhere else or fight me for this seat. And I swear you will lose."
"What you say you'll defeat me?" I wanted to smile, but I didn't.
"I know the weakness of guys like you."
I didn't say anything; I sat next to her. Then I concentrated on the door. People started to come to the great hall. The candles above us brought to light in the dark hall. It was a feast. Yet I thought about Harry James Potter that would be arriving. The person I was going to protect above anything. After a few moments, the door opened up. I saw Harry right away. His eyes were the first thing I recognized. The green eyes that I had known from Lily. The girl next to me had different eyes, yet her eyes were adorable. The girl's smile projected she never had any pain before. I didn't know if she would ever understand my past. If there was anything about my past, she could understand. So I watched him.
One by one they were brought to the front and sorted. It wasn't a surprise that Harry Potter ended in Gryffindor.
"In Ilvermorny we get the sorting right when we arrive." I turned to Leyviena.
"Ilvermorny. You're from the US?" I looked at her. "Yet I detect a Scottish accent?"
"I used to live in Hogwarts. Mom wanted me to go to Ilvermorny." She replied. "She said it was too dangerous around here. So I couldn't stay. I missed Hogwarts. It's truly the most magical place in the world. So did you go here?"
"Yes." I didn't say anything more. I didn't feel like talking about my years in Hogwarts. She had little to do with it. I bet she had many friends in Ilvermorny. She looked like the girl everyone adored. She looked like the type of girl Sirius Black had as a girlfriend. I didn't want to be mean to her, yet I wanted to stay as far from her as I could. I thought I knew every single detail about this girl. I didn't want to know more.
"So what is like to be a potion master?" She laughed. "Where I come from they're never young and handsome?"
I pushed myself not to react to it. Her laugh sounded sweet, her eyes right on mine. Next to me was professor Quirrell. I started to talk about his adventures around the world. I noticed that Leyviena listened to my every word.
"You're new." Professor Quirrell said to her. "I'm professor Quirinus Quirrell. And you are?"
"Leyviena McGonagall."
"Are you related to our very own Minerva McGonagall."
"She's my mother."
I looked at her; she did look like Minerva McGonagall. She had the same nose, the same blue eyes. Yet I didn't know if Minerva had blond hair when she was young. Right now her hair was grey; it was on the darker side of grey. So I always assume it had been black before. I returned my attention to Quirrell. She didn't say anything after that. She talked to Hagrid who had to sit down right next to her. She laughed when he spoke. He listened to her voice. It was clear that Hagrid had known her very long time. He talked about carrying her around when she was a child. She must have lived in Hogwarts before she moved to Hogwarts.
Leyviena McGonagall
I felt that Severus Snape didn't quit like me. I thought about what I said wrong. Maybe I made him feel bad by talking about Ilvermorny. Maybe he had a negative life. He didn't talk to me. He said what he needed to say and not much more. He seemed to like everyone from Ilvermorny. I was happy when Hagrid sat down by my side. We talked about everything that happened in the past. He also talked about Harry Potter. I had heard about Harry Potter and always thought his story was the saddest I ever heard.
I always hated the idea of Voldemort. He killed my aunt when I was about 13. Ever since that moment I hated him. Everyone seemed to think I was a happy child, yet I had known the pain in my past. Only my friends had saved me from that pain. Right now I wanted to tell them about Severus Snape. I tried to tell them about how he ignored me. I thought he was handsome. I thought he would have a very beautiful smile. He didn't smile. Not ever.
That first day at Hogwarts. I thought about everything that would change. Hogwarts was my home. And when I looked over the grounds, I once again felt happy.
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