I put first this story into French but two persons asked me to translate it in English. I'm far better when I write in English first but I did my best.

Alternative Universe: Minerva comes home from Beauxbatons Academy where she spent her last sixth year of magic school, (however she did her first year in Hogwart) the story begin in 1942, France is still occupied by the Germans. (I'm a Troll in History so please forgive my mistakes.)

Minerva stood in the living room in front of Jove McGonagall, her cheeks blushing from anger.

"I won't get married Father! I got the bests mark in every course…"

"And that's giving you a great opportunity! Every young women of your age are married. It's time for you to do the same. It's either marriage or nunnery. And your wedding is all set. You'll meet your fiancé the day before."

"Fine. But it won't be the day before my wedding. When he'll meet me, he won't be that eager to marry me."

With this threat the turned heels and look refuge in the garden, sitting on a low branch.

"Thena! Thena! Blacksmith's cave speaks to Mount Olympus!" Her brother's voice pulled her off her daydream. She jumped and landed easily on the floor.

"What do you want Vulcan?" Her tone was sharp.

"Yes, I'm fine, thank you, my year went well and I to am glad to see you again after all this time."

"I'm sorry, I though Father sent you."

"I didn't see him today. I just came to see my favourite little sister."

"Easy to say, you only got one."

"What's the matter?"

"Father wants me to get married. He already planed it."

"I know. But he cursed my letters so I wasn't able to tell you."

"I don't even know who I'm suppose to marry! I bet it's an old pureblood that'll only come at night in order to get heirs and leave me alone with nothing to do during the day!"

"I don't know who it is either Thena."

"Quit using that nickname… you gave it to me when I was six.

"It stills suit you. Do you want me to help you run away?"

"That's very nice of you, Phaestus, but I wasn't sorted in Gryffondor for nothing. When my fiancée" the disdain was clear in her voice, "will come to see me, he won't come to the wedding the next day. Father founded that a Gryffondor in the family was too much? He'll run for his money!"

"I think beat you in disgrace for the family… A squib in a pureblood family makes a black dot on a white sheet. At least I know how to brew potions and I like genealogy. There are more and more pureblood family asking for me theses days."

"I'm happy for you…"

There was a silence between the siblings.

"You wanna see what I learnt this year? Nobody knows but I can trust you, can't I?"

"Of course"

Minerva got up and suddenly for Vulcan's surprise there was only a kitten with black marks around the eyes, which hurried to cuddle on its brother's knees.

"Minerva? You're an animagus?"

The cat meowed to answer.

"Nobody knows? Do you know how dangerous it is? Transform back quick before someone sees you."

She transformed in her human-self but stayed on her brother knees, with shinning eyes.

"You'll come to see me, right?"

"What do you mean, Minerva?"

"You'll come to see me when I'll be married. You won't give up on me?"

"Never."

And for the first time in a long while, Minerva cried.