Chapter 14: Fourteen! Jealous Albus; Jealous Severus
The next mourning the children were aged to fourteen. Several of the Gryffindors and children began to notice how the girls were filling out. They particularly noticed Minerva.
After the potion Minerva's alabaster skin took on a shimmering quality to it. Her nose seemed to shrink as her hips curved and her chest blossomed. Her ebony curls looked silkier and shinier.
"Wow…she was pretty back then," Neville whispered.
"Neville!" Hermione admonished.
Neville wasn't the only one that thought so. Seemed Donavan, Daniel, and Argus agreed.
After the training sessions that day Oberon and Katherine conjured to folding chairs and umbrella and sat outside. It was a warm day so they were allowing the students to all play around outside. Oberon; ever the over protective father, kept a very unwavering gaze on Minerva as she swam and walked around in a red two piece bathing suite.
"I hated this stage of her life," Oberon pouted.
Katherine giggled and ran a nail down the base of his neck making him shiver in pleasure.
"Oberon my love do you really want to watch her or do you want to take a swim with me?" Katherine asked seductively.
He heard the tone in her voice and turned to blink in shock as she was wearing an emerald bikini that left nothing and everything to the imagination.
"Thank the gods you don't age a lot," he said wetting his dry lips.
"Thank the fairies," she giggled and shot off to the lake. He changed his summer robe into blue swimming trunks before running after her.
Minerva looked up from watching Albus and Filius swimming around to see her mother and father not far off playing like a bunch of teenagers.
She'd always loved that about them. They so loved each other even after all these years and she wanted to find a husband like that. She had thought Donny Pendragon was the one for her but the more time she spends with Albus the more she thinks otherwise.
"So Mina…how's things?" Argus asked sitting by the girl and wrapping and arm around her shoulder.
"Fine till now. Go away Argus," Minerva stated shrugging off his shoulder.
"Minnie dear how about you ditch the red heads for a blonde?" Donavan asked as he pulled her into a kiss.
Her scream was muffled by his lips on hers and she tried to pull away but he was stronger. When he broke the kiss and smiled at her something hard came flying and hit him in the head. Donavan turned frowning and saw Severus standing a few feet away holding a large rock like the one he had just thrown.
"Stay away from her!" Severus snarled.
"Or what Snivellus!?" Donavan smirked.
"Or this!" A voice snarled as something rammed into Donavan knocking the breath out of him.
The boy just barely registered Albus had come running out of the water and into him before the same boy landed several blows to his face.
Argus had scuttled off as soon as he'd seen Albus running from the bank and Severus had quickly moved Minerva out of harms way wrapping a towel around her.
Minerva was clinging onto Severus from behind watching with a mixture of fear and admiration as Albus once again fought for his girl. Of course she was perfectly capably of beating the guy up herself but she preferred Albus doing it.
"Professor LeFay! Professor McGonagall!" Poppy and Serena were shouting from the bank.
Katherine and Oberon turned from teasing each other and looked to where the girls were shouting and pointing.
"Bloody hell not again!" Oberon groaned as he started swimming to shore.
Katherine followed; both reaching the bank very fast as they swam like champion swimmers. They ran out of the water toward the fight that already had several people cheering it on.
Ron and Harry were betting on how much longer till Albus beat the boy unconscious.
Albus was about to landed another punch when he was lifted into the air by two strong arms.
"What the bloody hell is going on!?" Oberon shouted.
"He kissed Mina without her permission!" Snape shouted still keeping Minerva protectively behind him.
"You never touch my child without her permission!" Oberon snarled at Donavan in a deadly tone. The boy nodded with a wide eye. The other was already swollen shut.
"Albus, Albus stop it!" Oberon shouted to the boy struggling in his grip to get at Donavan. Albus went limp but he was still seething.
"Albus I want you to go to Katherine and let her look at your hands," Oberon stated firmly gently setting the boy on the ground. Albus spit at Donavan's feet before sulkily stomping over to the dripping wet woman who wrapped him in a towel and was whispering quietly in his ear.
The Gryffindors could see the boy's shoulders relax ass he nodded and his anger seemed to ebb away before she looked at his bloody bruised hands.
"All right listen up! From now on no boy. And I mean NO BOY even thinks about touching Minerva without her initiating the touching understand!?" Oberon shouted.
Everyone nodded and slowly dispersed to resume their activities.
"Wi-will I die?" Donavan asked coughing on some blood and maybe a tooth.
"No," Oberon snapped jerking the boy up roughly, "But I suggest you not even look at my daughter anymore. Next time Albus attacks you I may let him finish the job."
"Ye-yes s-sir," Donavan nodded as Albus ran past them leaving the adults with the troublemaker.
"Mina baby you okay?" Albus asked running up to her and Severus.
"Yeah. Severus took real good care of me," Minerva smiled wrapping her arms around Albus neck. Albus held her tight and kissed her neck as the towel fell off her shoulders.
Severus quietly picked up the towel and was about to head back to his shade tree and book when Albus' voice stopped him.
"Hey Sev. Severus!" Albus shouted.
Severus turned looking at the tall auburn haired boy with the ebony haired beauty wrapped around him.
"Come on and come swim with us. You need some sun," Albus grinned cheekily.
Severus smiled happily and nodded following his friends into the water.
Okay so Albus is really possessive about Minerva but it doesn't bother her. Oh and Severus sees Minerva as a sister figure so he fills a need to protect her even if he isn't as good at fighting as Albus. Plus Albus is just an animal. He could use his wand but until the age of seventeen he always preferred his fists.