A/N: I'm sorry… I can't control myself… I know I have a lot of stories already going on, but I this flashed into my mind and since I can't find inspiration for the rest of my fics, I decided to write it down and share. I hope you enjoy it ^.^
Vengeance – 1
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I closed the door noisily behind me and descended the stone spiral staircase with my blood boiling in anger. How could that old jerk of a wizard dare rejecting Lord Voldemort? He couldn't even imagine what I was able of yet, and I would make him pay for turning me down in such a way, soon or later.
Blinded by my hunger for vengeance I didn't watched my steps and I found myself crushing with someone. Papers flew all over the place while I looked to the dark haired witch that was apologizing in front of me.
"I'm so sorry" she didn't stop repeating "I was all distracted…" I knew her, I was sure I knew her for someplace, but I couldn't recall her. She had shiny green eyes that transmitted a huge power and was dressed in tartan robes. McGonagall! I suddenly remembered her. She was Minerva McGonagall, that Scottish Gryffindor seeker during my student years. I helped her pick up all the documents as it came to my mind she used to be the apple of our transfiguration teacher's eyes. I wondered if now that she was a grown woman Dumbledore was still be as fond of her.
"You don't need to apologize, I didn't notice you coming either" I said, kindly holding her right hand on mine to leave a soft kiss on it. I looked at her cheeks blushing and smirked.
"Have we met before?" she questioned, trying to figure out why was I familiar for her. Fortunately my appearance had changed a lot since I was a student. She couldn't know who I was, not yet, thought.
"I don't think so" I lied very good "I wouldn't forgive myself if I had forgotten those beautiful eyes of yours"
I made her blush again, but she regained herself easily.
"I'm sorry, I should be going, I have a class and…"
"Oh, of course. I wouldn't like to get you into any troubles with your boss" I said "But maybe we could meet again, if you have some free time to hang out or…"
"I…" I noticed her hesitance "I don't think that would be a good idea. I mean, I barely know you and I don't hang out with strangers… but it's been a pleasure"
"You're right. How rude of me. My name's Tom, and you are?" I gave her the best of my smiles and she gave it back to me.
"Minerva" she replied.
"Of course you are, no other name would fit for those eyes" It was such a nice sight to see her cheeks get red, her teeth bit her under lip and her eyes try to hide her shy; that I would keep going saying nice things to her, but there was no time, she had a lesson to teach and I had other plans to attend as well "Now that we're not strangers anymore, what about if we meet at the Hog's Head this Friday night?"
"Alright" it sounded like she was just trying to get rid of me.
"Seven o'clock. Don't stand me up." I said, so she would know I was being serious about our date.
"Friday night, Hog's Head, seven o'clock" she repeated like making a mental note of the meeting. "Bye, Tom"
"Bye, Minerva"
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TO BE CONTINUED…
A/N: So, what do you think?