A/N- Thank you guys for all your wonderful feedback! On this and on "The Needs of the Many." And I know I promised fluffy, but it isn't working…I can't write a fluffy piece, but I am posting another piece at the same time. This one is called The Legacy. First part is being posted tonight, it has a larger cast list. Any way. Enjoy! And write me stories to read!
Chapter 4
Minerva flew up in her bed and drew a ragged breath as her three best friends hurried into the room. She was shaking and crying, and Serena, Helena and Poppy stood frozen until she turned toward them.
"You're bleeding!" Poppy exclaimed as she ran forward. And sure enough, Minerva was. From her lower lip which she had not only bit in her dream, but also in her sleep.
Minerva shook off her investigating fingers and pulled back against her headboard. She drew her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around her legs. "I…I saw Grindelwald…he…was…t-t-torturing Albus." She sobbed. "And it hurt!"
Something strange flashed in Serena's eyes. "You felt it?"
She nodded her head vigorously. "In…in my arms and then when…when he performed the cruciatus curse….." She broke off as the sobs wracked her body. Helena, Poppy and Serena glanced at each other uneasily. Minerva didn't cry. Minerva held together and took care of them. She was the mother of their little group and like children, there were uncertain of how to deal with her suffering.
Finally Helena dropped onto the bed and pulled her friend into her arms. Minerva clung to her. It was disquieting to be caring for the strong one, but Helena met the task as she met every thing else, head-on and doing her best. Minerva sobbed until Helena was sure there were no tears left inside her friend. But after a ragged breath, her weeping started again. And it continued until she fell asleep.
She was sobbing as she opened her eyes in the cell, and it was that sound that woke Dumbledore. He stood slowly and crossed to her. He touched her face, brushing the tears streaking down her face away with his thumbs. They stood frozen for a moment.
In an instant however he dropped his hands from her face and pulled her into a tight hug. They clung to each other and her tears started again. "My dear little lady what's made you cry?"
She didn't pull away, rather held him tighter and squeezed her eyes shut tight. "I was here this morning…I saw…I felt, Oh Albus it was terrible!"
His eyes fluttered shut in grief and a bit of guilt. His hand treaded through her hair and another was rubbing her back soothingly. "I'm sorry Minerva. I'm sorry."
She sniffled and pulled back to look in his eyes. "We'll get you out of here. We'll be here soon." She promised.
"I have to wake up, we need to leave soon." She told him a bit regretfully. She placed a comforting, friendly kiss on his lips before allowing herself to fade away.
She awoke, her heart beating wildly and a strange tingling in her lips. She felt warm and comforted, but most of all she felt hope. She would succeed, and after….after she'd figure out what the hell was going on inside her.
Minerva shouldered her bag, took one last glance at the setting sun, before walking into the living room to meet up with her team.