Title: Minerva's Unexpected Quest

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Chapter 7: Flying Lessons

On Saturday the Slytherins finally had their flying lesson with the Gryffindors, not that Minerva was looking forward to it. Amelia kept snickering at her for no reason other then to annoy her. By time Wood arrived Minerva was itching to hex her. Naturally it didn't help the fact that Wood had once been on the Gryffindor team and was eyeing the first year Gryffindors with something that looked like hope.

"Now everyone stand next to your broom," Wood told them.

Minerva stood next to her broom and looked down at it. It was very old but then the other brooms weren't any better so she wasn't in the right to ask for a different broom. Wood then came around and showed them how to properly mount the broom without falling off. Wood told Amelia that she was the first person in the school to get it right the first time. Amelia looked pleased with herself which made Minerva want to vomit.

"Now when I blow my whistle," Wood called out, his back to the students. "You will-."

By Minerva didn't hear the rest of what Wood had said. Suddenly her broom gave a jolt and Minerva found herself thrown from her broom and high in the sky, the castle falling away.

"Oh no," Minerva cried out and took out her key. "Key of the Sun and of the Moon, ancient forces burning bright, bring forth the staff and shine your light…release."

Her key changed into the staff and she pulled out the Fly Card.

"Fly Card, release and dispel," Minerva called out and wings appeared out of her back.

She flew around for a bit until she saw the castle and then landed on the tallest tower. The wings disappeared and she fell on her knees. Someone had hexed her broom so that she would look like an idiot.

"Oh Gods, what have I done to deserve this?" Minerva told herself but no answers came.

Minerva was glad to see her hard bed when she came back to her dorm. Kero was waiting on her and the look on his face told her that he knew something was wrong. She sat down and looked down at her feet.

"Are you okay, kid?" Kero-chan asked.

"No, I'm not," Minerva said. "Someone hexed my broom and I almost died. If I didn't have the Hermione Cards I would have died."

"Any idea who did it?" Kero-chan asked.

"Oh I have only one person in mind for the role of someone that wants me out of the way," Minerva told him.

"Amelia," Kero-chan hissed.

"Yes," Minerva said. "I'm going to make her pay for this."

Kero-chan wanted to tell her not to do it but he wouldn't go against the person that might end up being his Master.

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"Oh that was so good," Julie said. "But I thought you were going to cause her physical pain."

"I am but I couldn't do it around Wood," Amelia said her. "Now the next phase of my plan is to hit Snape hard."

"How?" Julie asked.

"I'm going to damage her mum's grave," Amelia told her.

Julie stared at her, in shock.

"Amelia, I don't like Snape but you can't just attack her mum's grave," Julie said. "That's wrong and that will get you expelled."

Amelia gave her a dirty look. "I thought we were all in this, our little war against the Snape family."

"We are but I'm not touching her mum's grave," Julie said.

The others nodded in agreement.

"Fine, I'll do it myself," Amelia hissed and then left leaving her friends to wonder how far Amelia was willing to go.

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"So did you get your Charms work done?" Minerva asked Alice.

"I did," Alice answered, looking something up for Transfiguration. "Do you think that Professor Sight would give us a break with this much work."

"I highly doubt that," Minerva said, giving her friend a grin. "She seems to love punishes us for something that we might have done in our past lives."

Alice snorted. "I didn't do anything wrong," she told Minerva.

"I know but don't tell that to, Sensei," Minerva said.

The next morning Minerva didn't see Amelia at all. She did a little mental dance, thanking the Gods and her ancestors that she wasn't around to make her life hell even before the weekend was over. When she was done with her breakfast both her and Alice headed outside to enjoy some of the warmth that would be stolen from them when winter started.

"I'm going to really hate winter when it comes," Minerva told her friend, "Imagining trying to capture Hermione Cards in bad weather."

"I don't know," Alice said. "I think it will sort of fun."

Minerva rolled her eyes.

However an hour later Minerva was mad. She had been summoned to the Headmistress office, telling her that Amelia tried to break into her mum's grave. Minerva wanted to hex Amelia so bad and what made it worse was the smirk that was on Amelia's face, like she didn't care how badly she had hurt Minerva.

"I'm giving her detention until the end of her first year," Professor McGonagall told her. "And her father will be fined a hundred galleons."

"My dad will never pay," Amelia hissed.

McGonagall gave her a dirty look. "Oh I'm sure that your father will pay if I recommend that he be taken out of the Auror department."

Minerva saw Amelia get mad. "You can't do that. My dad is a hero of the final battle. That freak is nothing but a filthy Death Eater's daughter."

Professor McGonagall got up and grabbed Amelia by the front of her robe.

"Don't you dare talk about Severus like that," she hissed, her face going red. "Severus is my friend and I won't have you attacking my friend."

Amelia didn't look scared and Minerva wondered what inner workings were coming into play that enabled her not to be scared.

"Start your detention with Filch tonight at nine," McGonagall told her. "And you better not give him any back talk."

She let her go and finally Amelia left.

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A/N: Sometimes you just want to slap her. Next up: The Trouble With Teddy