A/N: Warning: This is based on what Pottermore said about Professor Minerva McGonagall, it is not my plot entirely, lets just go with the good old: If you recognize it, its not mine ;)
Dedication: This was written for my amazing friend and angst-and-McGoogles-lover Lyra124/Lily/Elaine because she has a birthday today! Happy Birthday loveliest!
~ The Perfect Life ~
Minerva McGonagall had always planned on living an easy simple life, filled with love, a husband she adored and adored her and few children that she would watch grow up and attend Hogwarts and become great wizards.
Yes, her made up life was amazing.
And everything had been on the right track, the track towards perfection and amazement.
She had fallen in love with a muggle boy, Dougal McGregor, but he had just been so handsome, so clever and so funny and before they knew it, they had fallen in love and he had proposed to her, making Minerva believe that her fairytale might just come true.
But she couldn't go through with it, she couldn't live a life of secrecy because Dougal could never know she was a witch and she refused to live in secret like her mother had before her.
So she had seen him, early the next morning and told him, told him the engagement was over and then she had run away to London.
She had tried to forget about Douglas by working, working a lot and while she worked she met a man, her boss; Elphinstone Urquart and he had fallen for her and proposed to her, but at first she refused, still being in love with Dougal, but he kept asking and asking and asking.
And after Minerva had heard the news, the news about Dougal's death… she couldn't say no anymore.
It had been a happy marriage, though it wasn't quite the 'Prefect life' Minerva had wished for, there were no children and it didn't last very long, Elphinstone died three years later from a venomous tentacle bite and Minerva had to watch as another of her lovers passed away.
So thats why she had run away again, this time to Hogwarts, occupying her time with children, because in the end that was all she had wanted. Children and love. … and the love of her life.
She still mourned - both of them, but maybe Dougal more, because you never forget your first love.
And years after his death Minerva still found herself waking up in the middle of the night, screaming his name in agony while sweat ran down her forehead and body and made her clothes cling around her.
But one good thing came with the nightmares…
She got to see him again, and for a moment she had children, love and the person she loved.
Just for a moment. Before it all came crashing down and she woke up.
But still.. there was a moment of happiness.
A moment with a perfect life.
A/N: It was like seriously short but I still hoped you enjoyed it Lilykins!
