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Minerva´s weak point.

All the students had gathered around the scene that was being played before them. It was something usual to find McGonagall and Umbridge fighting in the corridors, well it actually happened, at least once a week. However, this time it wasn´t only Umbridge, Malfoy and the other boys who integrated the Inquisitorial Squad were also there. All the students knew how much their proffesor hated Umbridge and her squad. Most of the times it was funny to see how McGonagall would retort everything that Umbridge woman said to her, but this time, it was no fun. The hall was full of people, including teachers, who were all trying to see what was going on now. The trio was standing right on the first row, Hermione´s exprssion was one of pure concern.

The toad-woman was dressed in some purple, awful robes, with a million ribbons popping out from everywhere. Today she looked happy, a mischevious (toad-like)grin could be seen on her face. Her squad was right behind her, as if defending her. They were all looking down at McGonagall. Minerva was lying on the floor, devastated, looking up at them pleadingly and with tears falling constantly from her eyes. Their students had never seen their proffesor crying in this way, and they would have never thought that she would allow herself to do it in front of Umbridge.

Umbridge giggled, never looking away from the painful figure on the floor.

"Look at you, Minerva." She said bitterly, "you look pathetic! What will your students say about their strict proffesor being defeated, huh?"

Malfoy spat on the floor right in front of Minerva, who lowered her gaze, wanting to hide her shame. Umbridge slowly walked towards her and leaned, as if to whisper somethng into her ear.

"What will they say wen they find out that their proffesor has been (until now she had whispered but she then raised her voice for everyone to hear) WARMING DUMBLEDORE´S BED?" she raised, walking away from her as she sobbed uncontrolably. Suddenly Minerva raised her head.

"You are disgusting." She said between greeted teeth.

"And you are a strict, old, besom who nobody wants!" she yelled back, suddenly smiling as an idea popped into her mind.

"'He will not be single-handed!' 'Oh yes he will Minerva, Hogwarts needs you' " she said mocking her.

"I will not allow you to insult Albus before me!" Minerva finally yelled, standing up.

"And what will you do to prevent it Minerva? I can dismiss you if I wish to." She threatened her. "And we wouldn´t want dear Albus to think you´ve failed him in what he has requested you to do, would we?" she asked with her most pathetic voice. Minerva´s expression seemed to sadden at the idea of failing Albus, he was her world, he loved him, she only wished he knew about her feelings, she wished she had told him.

"Y-you wouldn´t do that." Minerva said with a quivering voice.

"Tut-tut-tut, what should I do?" she said, playing with her wand, "Should I dismiss you? Or should I wait to see how you suffer over the years without seeing the love of your life and only then fire you?" she turned to her squad, "Both options sond tempting...don´t you think?" They nodded as she turned to face Minerva again, who although she was taller didn´t look as strong as she did when she stood before Umbridge "And...have you told your dear old man about your feelings?"

"That in none of your business." Minerva answered bitterly.

Umbridge stepped forwards and slapped her across the face, making her fall to the floor again. Minerva´s hair had fallen from her tight bun and was now covering the red mark on her face. More tears fell to the floor; she looked miserable. She couldn´t defend herself, this was Albus they were talking about, she most desperately wanted to defend him but then all her students would see that what Umbridge was saying was (in a way) true and consequently cause Albus a lot more trouble, besides the toad-woman was most likely to dismiss her if she did. She wanted so badly to stand up and hex her into next millenium, she just couldn´t, Umbridge had discovered her weak point: her feelings for Albus. She heard some Slytherins laugh at her weakness as she placed a hand on her cheek.

Suddenly, right after Minerva had been hit, someone from the crowd yelled:

"Please, please stop! Don´t hurt her anymore!" Hermione Granger was standing beside Harry and Ron, tears had clearly been falling down her cheeks.

TBC.

A/N: I promise I´ll update soon this time! Hope you liked it, I did my best.