Disclaimers: I still don't own them, but I am borrowing them. I promise to put them back when I am done. They will be unharmed, and they will have had fun. I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters associated with the books and , or the movies or anything else that may fall under the HP brand. So enjoy and have fun .

Fandom : HP

Rating: R / NC /17 down the road

parings: Minerva/Hermione

Author's Notes/ Summery :

This will be my first Harry Potter fan fiction . so please take it easy on me . Worse comes to worse . I will go and hide back in the DWP fan fiction . This story will take our favorite two lady's along a road of trust and friendship and will help each other heal old wounds and find love that will bind them together as soul mates . The story may be out of character for the characters so bare that in mind . This will take place five years after the war. Hermione will be twenty three and Minerva will be fifty five years old . I like my Minerva to be little younger then what is portrayed in the movie and books .

Ps : this fic hasn't been to a beta so all mistakes are my own .


Emerald Eyes


Prologue


Chapter 1


I once heard somewhere that your eyes are the windows to your soul. I also found out that you can learn a lot about a person by looking in to their eyes. Or at least I did. It has taken me years, but I have learned to read a person by the different colors caused by different emotions that changes the eye color causing the color to lighten or darken with each new emotion, or more to the point one person. I can still remember the first time I looked in to those emerald eyes. I had just turned eleven and she was standing at my parents front door with a letter that would later change my life. That day her eyes where a deep emerald green with a sparkle of mischief in her eyes. I find it surprising even now that most people still haven't or don't know or even realizes how her eyes can shows so many different emotions. you just have to be looking for them. That was the first time I saw joy in her eyes.

The second was once I was sorted in to her house. I could see joy and the pride that was shining in her emerald eyes. The third time I saw anger, hurt and fear in her emerald eyes. That was just after Harry, Ron and I had a run in with a mountain troll in the girls bath room. I gained two best friend from that incident in the bath room . that was just the start of things to come. the forth time was just after she was taken to the hospital after the attack caused by Dolores Umbridge and four other wizards that tired to take Hagrid in to custody. She gone out to try and help Hagrid escape in to the forbidden forest by distracting them, and she was struck by four stunners that struck her in the chest. The doctors all said she was very lucky to have lived trough it. once she woke and turned to see me sitting next to her hospital bed. I could see the flash of hurt, pain and fear and even anger and embarrassment because one of her student was seeing her in a weaken state. I would go to her hospital room every evening after dinner and sit beside her hospital bed and work on my homework or talk about my day and tell her about the boy's getting in trouble during different classes. I just wanted her to know that she wasn't alone. she needed to know that their was someone there for her that cared for her. that was the first time she reached for my hand and we stayed that way until I had to leave that evening to return to Hogwarts.

The fifth time was just after professor Dumbledore death. Their was a look of pain and hurt in her emerald eyes .she looked so lost. it was a look I still haven't been able forget even now that I look back on it. she looked so broken that night when I looked up to see her in the hallway going to her private rooms. The sixth time I could see anger and pain and fear and even regret in her eyes. I had walked in to her new office .she was sitting behind her desk looking every bit the headmistress of Hogwarts that she had to become. I stood before her desk and told her that I was going to be leaving Hogwarts and wouldn't be returning the following year. because I was would be going with Harry and Ron on a mission that professor Dumbledore had assigned Harry before his death. as I turned to leave I looked back over my shoulder towards Minerva desk. I could see tears starting to fall and a longing in her eyes that stayed long after the end of war and during the rebuilding of Hogwarts.

At the beginning of my seventh year Minerva became my mentor. Most of the professors where in shocked at first that Minerva would even take a apprentice. she hadn't taken one in over twenty years. They finally realized that she could see a great deal of her self in me. That was the begin of our friendship. We spent most of our free time and our evening after dinner together in her private rooms working on our lessons or my Animagus training . Those memories are still some of my favorite times. she would sit by the fire in her private rooms and take her hair down from her usually tight bun and let her dark auburn hair fall down to the middle of her back in waves. the light from the fire would highlight the deep red almost black color of her hair. I would sit across from her and watch as she brushed her long hair. I would sit and wish that I was running my fingers through her dark auburn hair.


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After I graduated I decided that I wanted to traveled for a year. but I always keep in touch with Minerva no matter where I would end up .I was always just a owl away. I wanted to see the world before I settled in to a desk job that was waiting for me at the ministry. Our friendship changed during that year. We both became more open with what was going on in each other lives. I told her some of what I had gone through while I was on the run with Harry and Ron. But something I just couldn't bring me self to tell her in a letter. It would fill my heart with joy every time I received a letter from Minerva during that year. I decide I need to leave that year because I need to get away to see if what I was feeling was love or if it was just a crush on my former professor and mentor.

After I returned home, I decided to start dating Ron to see if I was right or wrong about my feeling for Minerva. After the first year I knew I had made a grave mistake. Minerva pulled back from our friendship once she found out I was dating Ron and it looked to be getting serious. But I found that the only thing Ron seemed to wanted more then anything was to get married and for me to be his wife . If we had gotten married he wanted me to stay at home like his mother had and have children. I knew then that if I married Ron I wouldn't have been happy. I found that I just didn't have the same feeling for him as he did for me. I tired to tell him that I thought of him more as a brother or a friend on more then one occasion but he just wouldn't listen to anything I had to say. so one evening after we had gone out to dinner on what would have been our one year anniversary while at dinner he proposed. I declined his proposal and moved to London the next weekend. I need to try and figure out what I wanted out of life. I found in that year that I was missing one thing or to be more precise one person. And I wanted a second chance. I just need to find away to make it happen .


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So here I am thinking back to my past and also thinking of my future. I have Through the years seen so may different emotions pass through those beautiful emerald eyes. I thought for a time she could read my emotions the same way as I read her emotions. So here I sit in my flat in London looking at a letter that she sent me this morning asking me to take a position as professor of transfiguration at Hogwarts. with a smile I take out a piece of parchment from my desk and write her my answer and send it to her. there is still one emotion that I would like to see in her emerald eyes. So I need to take a chance and see if I can see love in her eyes. So after tomorrow I will start looking toward to my future at Hogwarts and hopefully a future with Minerva.


Tbc A second chance at love