A/N This is my first fiction piece so review and be nice coz bad
reviews…are…BAD!
This is going to be a M.M and R.L story. (my fav characters)
I am a firm believer that Minerva is not 70(even though J.K.Rowling said she was but around 40.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry potter Characters…but if I DID…Iwould be ruling the world! Bwahahahahahahahah(cough, cough)hahahahahahahahahahahah(cough, splutter!) (runs off choking )
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Minerva Mcgonagall sat in her office, Her steel grey eyes scanning the paper in front of her. It was a letter the headmaster Albus Dumbledore had given her to read.It was from the ministry. Stupid ministry cant they sort out their own problems she thought venomously to herself. She lay the letter down on her desk and swivelled in her chair to look out the window. In the distance she could see the Griffindor Quidditch team practicing in the afternoon sun. It was then she decided to go for a walk.
Locking her office and walking down the corridor she heard a noise. It sounded far off
Like from a corridor on the first floor of Hogwarts. Someone yelling. Deciding to investigate she descended the moving stair cases. When she reached the first floor, she saw a red faced Filch cleaning up what looked like mud.
"Argus, what on earth happened here?"
He was busy mumbling something which sounded like 'stupid little brats' when he realised she had asked him something.
"you ought to keep those Griffindors of yours under control, messed up the whole place they did! Those two little trouble makers, why when I get my hands on them I'll…"
"You'll what Argus?" She asked sharply
He looked down and muttered something and went on cleaning.
Minerva spun on her heel towards the front door. The large door creaked as she opened it and looked outside. The large grounds were scattered with students in groups talking and going about their daily business. Minerva closed the door behind her and headed down towards the Quidditch pitch.
Climbing one of the tall grand stands she looked out over the field. Red blurs darted here and there. One stopped in front of her.
"Professor, I'd be careful on that stand…we have to get new ones remember because these ones could collapse any minute…REMEMBER" Fred chattered
"yes Fred I remember!"
" It's George.."
"I'm not stupid Fred…anyway this things still as solid as a rock!"
She stomped her foot three times.
A violent shudder ran through the stand. Minerva's face paled.
Fred's eyes grew wide as he watched his head of house disappear down in to the cloud of dust and falling debris.
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Please review and give me ideas to! The only reason im writing these is for the reader! ^-^
This is going to be a M.M and R.L story. (my fav characters)
I am a firm believer that Minerva is not 70(even though J.K.Rowling said she was but around 40.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry potter Characters…but if I DID…Iwould be ruling the world! Bwahahahahahahahah(cough, cough)hahahahahahahahahahahah(cough, splutter!) (runs off choking )
^-^
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Minerva Mcgonagall sat in her office, Her steel grey eyes scanning the paper in front of her. It was a letter the headmaster Albus Dumbledore had given her to read.It was from the ministry. Stupid ministry cant they sort out their own problems she thought venomously to herself. She lay the letter down on her desk and swivelled in her chair to look out the window. In the distance she could see the Griffindor Quidditch team practicing in the afternoon sun. It was then she decided to go for a walk.
Locking her office and walking down the corridor she heard a noise. It sounded far off
Like from a corridor on the first floor of Hogwarts. Someone yelling. Deciding to investigate she descended the moving stair cases. When she reached the first floor, she saw a red faced Filch cleaning up what looked like mud.
"Argus, what on earth happened here?"
He was busy mumbling something which sounded like 'stupid little brats' when he realised she had asked him something.
"you ought to keep those Griffindors of yours under control, messed up the whole place they did! Those two little trouble makers, why when I get my hands on them I'll…"
"You'll what Argus?" She asked sharply
He looked down and muttered something and went on cleaning.
Minerva spun on her heel towards the front door. The large door creaked as she opened it and looked outside. The large grounds were scattered with students in groups talking and going about their daily business. Minerva closed the door behind her and headed down towards the Quidditch pitch.
Climbing one of the tall grand stands she looked out over the field. Red blurs darted here and there. One stopped in front of her.
"Professor, I'd be careful on that stand…we have to get new ones remember because these ones could collapse any minute…REMEMBER" Fred chattered
"yes Fred I remember!"
" It's George.."
"I'm not stupid Fred…anyway this things still as solid as a rock!"
She stomped her foot three times.
A violent shudder ran through the stand. Minerva's face paled.
Fred's eyes grew wide as he watched his head of house disappear down in to the cloud of dust and falling debris.
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Please review and give me ideas to! The only reason im writing these is for the reader! ^-^