Keep my head above water
Present
She is drowning. She can feel the water filling her lungs. She wants to scream for help but knows it would be no good. She slowly starts to sink deeper and deeper into water and feels the life leaving her struggling body. Her eyelids seem too heavy as she is drifting into eternity. But before the darkness encloses her she can hear the voice that once meant the earth and heaven to her 'You're mine. '
Minerva wakes up with a scream. Panting for breath she struggles out of bed to get herself a glass of water but she instead sinks onto the wooden floor sobbing.
October 14, 1941
"Minerva! I'm sorry!" Cried Tom Riddle in despair. But Minerva wasn't listening, she continued packing her things. When she was finished, she closed her suitcase and headed for the door of her and Tom's house they bought not even a year ago.
"I love you! Tom cried after Minerva. " She stopped abruptly in her tracks and slowly faced him.
" Love me? You are not capable of love! If you were you wouldn't have hit me! " She was angry and she had every right to be. She walked to him and stopped about one foot in front of him and said to his face with an expression that displayed so many feelings:
" You were once a great man with great visions but somewhere on the way you've lost your touch. " And with the words so truthful she turned and started walking to the door again.
It took him a few seconds to process her words, those words stroke him like a thunder into chest " Where the hell you think you're going? To you precious Dumbledore?! Go for it and be his whore! But remember you're mine Minerva McGonagall and one day I'll come for you! " Tom cried in rage. Minerva had never seen him so angry before and never since.
But back then she didn't care. The hell with Tom Riddle. She grabbed her luggage and headed out of the door in to the darkness of night. She never was one for tears or weakness but her courage had failed her that night and she felt how the hot tears started to stroll down her cheeks.
How she loved him…
October 14, 1951
The leaves started to fall from the trees and the grass was no longer freshly green. The wind was blowing strong and the sky was covered with heavy clouds. A typical autumn day.
Minerva McGonagall was enjoying a walk on the Hogwarts grounds. Everything seemed so peaceful. It was either too soon or too windy for anybody to be outside. But for Minerva, it was the best time for a walk; the weather so much resembled the Scottish weather that with time she came to love days like this one.
Everything seemed perfect in her life. She was married to a man of her dreams and was entirely happy with him. She also not even a week ago became Gryffindor Head of House and Deputy Headmistress and she was close to what she loved the most, children. Being a teacher was not an easy task but with time she had become well respected and liked by all students. Well, almost by all students. She never understood that damn Slytherin pride. Life can be good after all.
" Missed me? "
This is just something that I had in my head for quite a long time. It was supposed to be one-shot but somehow I made it quite long. Obviously, this is just a first part. I'd like to see if you like it and if yes I'll upload the rest of it, I'm almost done with it.
Excuse my mistakes, I'm too lazy to find myself a beta and too lazy to puncuate correctly :)
Cheers xoxo
Helena