Disclaimer: Don't own the characters, but if I did, a lot wouldn't have died :(
A/N: I've changed it a bit, going to try the whole story from Hermione's point of view. M rating for possible future ideas in later chapters. Please R&R…
Chapter 1
Just minutes before Hogwarts was to be invaded by the Dark Lord and his followers, the castle was sent into panic. The students frantically ran in different directions; down corridors, up the stairs. I followed Ron through the crowd of students as we headed to The Chamber of Secrets. I skidded to a halt near The Entrance to the castle; tilting my head to the left I heard a familiar voice. "Piertotum Locomotor" Minerva shouted the spell.
Like everyone else, I was petrified of The Dark Lord advancing on the castle and the fear we might not make it to dawn. Though, one thing I was certain of was my feelings for a certain Professor. This, however, did not mean I didn't care deeply for Ron. My feelings for Minerva were something different than what I felt for Ron. I couldn't tell anyone for what they might think of me, not even Harry. On many occasions I had dreamed of telling Minerva about how I felt but never had the courage during school. However, knowing this was the end, or there abouts, I had nothing left to lose and I would regret it if I never had the chance to tell Minerva how I really feel.
"Hogwarts is threatened. Man the boundaries. Protect us. Do your duty to our school!" Minerva ordered as the stone soldiers marched towards the front of the castle. "I've always wanted to use that spell," I heard Minerva chuckled.
"Go ahead, I'll catch up," I said to Ron. Puzzled, he shrugged and hurried away. Minerva's heart began to pound loudly against her chest, watching me walk closer. I grabbed Minerva's wrist and dragged her into the shadows. My lips brushed against hers and lingered for a moment. I moved my head back and stared at Professor McGonagall in the dark. Minerva's beauty radiated even in the darkness. Leaning closer, I kissed her again. I waited to feel any protest against my action, feeling none I kissed Minerva's lips more fiercely and passionately. We pulled apart gasping for air. Minerva took a hold of my hand and pulled it to her heart.
"You have always belonged here, and will forever. It is yours and no one else's," Minerva croaked, a lump forming in her throat.
"I know," I smiled faintly. Minerva stroked my cheek and it tingled long after she had removed her hand. "I love you, Min," I whispered in the older witch's ear. My lips were close to Minerva's ear, she could feel my breath on her ear, sending a shiver down her spine.
"Find me after the battle," Minerva said, smiling at me. With a quick peck on the cheek, I nodded and rushed off to the second-floor girls' lavatory.
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A/N: Just a little idea that I thought of watching Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part 2. Though it wouldn't leave me alone and begged to be written. Hope you enjoyed reading it… I know you want to hit the button down the bottom that says review.