Most of the memories will be from different views. Katherine's will always be in italics. And Minerva will sometimes know things and sometimes not as her memories will come back oddly. SHe'll only gain ages every few days her memories won't come all back easily.

CH 6: Memories of Childhood

Katherine began her teaching with Minerva of the very first time she could ever remember meeting the woman.

"Richard McGonagall you sexy chocolate what on earth are you carrying?"

"Nothing but the love of my life."

The two young aurors laughed as a cooing sound came from the bundle in the handsome dark haired man's arms.

"Dickie be honest what is that?"

The man chuckled unraveling the tartan blankets to reveal the face of a lovely chubby faced baby girl with grey eyes. "This is my true love."

"OH Dickie well done darling she's gorgeous! What did you call her?" she asked stroking the child's face.

"Minerva….Minerva Morrigan."

"Oooh I do love that. So how on earth did u get your prude of a wife knocked up?"

"A LOT of alcohol"

The two chuckled cooing over the child.

Katherine watched her grown step daughter smile at the memory before showing her another. On that Minerva would of course know well but one that she needed to see from other views.

"You will not have that whore of yours in my house!" Victoria McGonagall shrieked.

"I'll get my own place then with Minerva."

"The hell you will that is my child!" she screamed as she threw a vase at his head.

"YOUR CHILD! Oh that's rich coming from a drunken sow who doesn't even remember giving birth she was so drugged up!"

"You are not taking her!"

"Just watch me!"

From there Richard's memory dissolved into that of what Katherine had of her own memory of that night.

Minerva cringed listening at the door of her parents' bedroom as the fighting continued. She hated when they fought like this; especially because she absolutely hated her mother.

As Minerva listened she didn't hear the person creeping up behind her. A hand tapping her shoulder made her jump and there was Katherine.

"Come on love you can sleep at my place tonight. Daddy will find you there."

The 13 year old nodded and let the strong witch easily lift her into her arms and spirit her away.

Katherine had one more memory to show Minerva tonight. One the child's mind wouldn't know but would start her off.

"I know she hated her Dickie but you need to tell her. She has the right to know."

"Surely we can just ignore the fact. Victoria didn't even leave Minerva anything in the wheel."

"Dickie she's coming tell her."

23 year old auror Minerva McGonagall came into her parents' kitchen frowning at the looks they gave her. "What?"

"Darling….Mina love there is something we have to tell you," her father breathed.

Minerva sat down across from them at the table frowning, "One of you isn't sick are you?"

"No love," Kate smiled sadly taking Minerva's hand.

"Is it Jason or Corbin?"

"No Minerva."

"What is it?"

"You…your mother died last night….drug overdose," Richard sighed.

"Oh….I see…and what happens to her husband and daughter?"

"Well Varick and Vanessa got everything in her will. They're not having a funeral just a memorial as she's being cremated."

"Well…I…"

"We talked it over…if you willing we think you should go to the memorial. Your father will go with you…or if you'd rather take Albus you can," Katherine smiled.

"I'll go with Albus…I better go floo him," she nodded and left. Her parents had worried looks.

Katherine and Minerva came out of the memories staring at each other.

"She…she's really dead?"

"Yes darling she can't hurt you. She's been dead for many many years now."

Minerva frowned staring at her wrinkled hands. "I have her hands. The hands of a vile toad."

Kate chuckled taking the woman's hands and kissed them.

"You have the hands of a passionate woman who loves this school with everything she has and then some."

"Mama…am I as good a teacher as you were?"

"OH you are 4 times the teacher I was Minerva."

"I want to get back to that."

"We shall share more with each other later. For now sweetie you must eat supper and then to bed and rest your mind and dream. In dreams we sometimes remember what we didn't know we forgot."