A/N: I know this story is a little hard to understand for people who aren't
members of the infamous thread, Minerva Magic VIII, McGonagroupies United.
But I hope you'll be able to enjoy the interesting characters (who are
really real people) and their antics, as well as the ever amusing
adventures. If interested in joining Minerva Magic, please don't hesitate
to contact myself, Kmoyce@shaw.ca or the infamous Sky, at
Skylimabobber@hotmail.com! Please enjoy the story! Other interesting MMU's
can be found written by Jestana, or PrincessVicks. See favorite authors to
link to theirs! Now, to the story:
They tiptoed down the hall, hoping that Minerva or Albus didn't catch them and ask what they were doing, because in all honesty, they hadn't the slightest clue. Sky stumbled on the last step and landed -upright, at least- loudly on the ground again. The bang echoed down the stairs and into the empty marble hall below.
"Sky! Do you want to get us caught?" Vicks said exasperatedly.
"Oh, dear me, no!" Sky said in mock horror. "If Minerva catches us out of bed, she might take points off! Or worse! She might.*gasp* purr at us!" Sky snorted. "Gimme a break."
"Yeah, well you might not like Minerva, but some of us care what she thinks," Vicks replied stiffly.
"Hey," said Sky, slightly offended, "I like Minerva alright. I just like getting on her nerves even more." Vicks rolled her eyes and Mini Minerva stifled a giggle.
"Alright, alright. Enough bickering, you guys," Jestana said absently. Tabby Kit snorted.
"That's a bit rich, coming from you, Jestana." Jestana ignored her. They were standing in the grand foyer, stumped for what to do next.
"Well, where should we go?" Cielita asked, looking around at the dark hall ways leading off the foyer.
"Er, let's go to the kitchen," Mini Minerva suggested, shrugging. "I'd like a midnight snack, anyhow." Not, however, that she needed it. Her plump form was silhouetted in the dim light of a flashlight that Punurple held in her hand.
"Yeah, I'm starving," Sky agreed, nodding.
"You're always hungry," Cielita said, rolling her eyes with a friendly smile. Sky grinned back and shrugged placidly.
"Alright then," Tetleybag sighed. "Let's get moving."
They followed the hall that they had walked when Minerva had taken them to dinner; it seemed a lifetime ago that they had all landed on those concrete steps, meeting each other for the very first time. Their footsteps echoed loudly throughout the empty hall, even muffled by thick, comfortable slippers, the sound rang out.
"Ouch! Mini Min! You stepped on my foot," Punurple groaned, stopping to massage the sore place on her heel.
"Hold that flashlight more steady and I might be able to see where I'm going," Mini Minerva retorted. "Where'd you get that thing, anyhow?"
Punurple stopped muttering curses and rubbing her foot to look around at her friend who was frowning at the small, battery powered light in her hand.
"It was on my key chain," she replied, beginning to walk again, but with an over-pronounced limp. "It's not that big, but it'll do for now."
They reached the now familiar glass doors and pulled them open as quickly as they dared so as not to prolong the faint squeaking of the hinges. The elaborate dining room, however, was not empty as they thought it would be. The room was filled with bustling creatures, which they soon identified to be house elves. Dressed in their neat little uniforms and carrying brooms and baskets, they resembled small, strange looking children. The house elves took one look at the group of ladies in front of them, and began to hurry around, squeaking about being seen, and shouting in their cartoon like voices.
"Wait, wait! STOP!" shouted Jestana. The house elves stood in place obediently, some halfway into a step, or midway through a word.
"Good," she said, taking charge. "We don't mean to offend you, er, elves. We just came for a snack. Would you happen to have anything?"
The elves eyes lit up with delight at their request, and began to hurry around, chattering excitedly.
"Ok! Woah, woah," Tabby Kit said, stepping forward. The house elves looked at her attentively, and she blushed slightly, stepping back a little. "Er, maybe just two or three of you?" Three house elves promptly stepped forward, looking eager to please.
"I is Mooky, Madams! What would master and mistress' honored guests be liking this night? Would madams like some Honeyduke's Chocolate?" said one elf, immediately summoning a plate full of delectable looking chocolate.
"Um, sure! That'd be nice. Thank you," Vicks said, taking the plate from the elf, and making it's ears waggle happily. Everyone took a bit and munched on it happily. It was by far the best chocolate any of them had ever tasted.
"Mmm," Mini Minerva said. "This is better than Laura Secord, and that stuff is good!"
"Ha! This is better than any chocolate I've ever tasted, and I live in Germany! Home of some of the world's best chocolate," Tetleybag returned.
"As good as it is, we must leave now, we want to see some of the rest of the house," Jestana said, nodding to the elves and making for the door.
"Wait," Punurple said, rushing towards one of the elves. Dani sighed.
"We'll wait, but not for much longer."
The elf that Punurple was talking too looked at her in a puzzled way but snapped it's fingers and handed her a small tin that had appeared. She took it gratefully, and waved, running to join the rest of the group.
"What was that all about?" Sky asked impatiently.
"Oh, just something for the road," she replied. But after Sky had turned around, she gave Mini Minerva a wink. She knew exactly what the tin was about.
"Right, well where should we go next?" Dani asked. They were back in the foyer, and hadn't quite explored any further than the kitchen.
"I say we explore some of the other floors. How about the first level? I mean, not the ground floor, but the next level up?" Vicks suggested. Nodding, the rest of the group trailed after her.
The second floor, they noticed, was very grandly decorated. Thick, rich rugs were on top of the shiny hard-wood floor, and many moving paintings hung on the walls.
"Hmm, I think I can guess what's on this floor," Dani said excitedly.
Meanwhile, outside in the beautiful back gardens of Dumbledore Manor, a couple walked through the warm night, hand in hand. The light breeze ruffled their hair, and blew around the woman's thin night dress. They sat down on a carved granite bench, next to a large marble fountain the gurgled and swished the water around. The moonlight reflected on it, making it shine even brighter. After a while, the woman spoke.
"Albus?" she asked. The man next to her smiled warmly down at her.
"Yes, Minerva my dear?"
"What do you think of the young ladies that we brought here?" Albus laughed a little at her question.
"I think they are perfectly charming. Ms. Sky is quite a riot."
"Yes," Minerva said, a little more stiffly, "her. I find her rather disrespectful, but I cannot say that I'm not slightly fond of her. The rest of them are very polite and enchanting. I was wary about letting muggles into our world; they've left a rather bad taste in my mouth, I'm sure you understand." Albus saw his wife's back stiffen and her eyes get clouded by memories that she'd wished she'd never have to re-live. He reached over and hugged her to his chest tightly, and he felt her relax a little bit.
"I know, Tabby," he said quietly. "But it's best for all of us, you know that. Because heavens forbid that information about you get into the wrong hands! I couldn't lose you." Minerva snuggled up closer to her lover and smiled.
"You won't. It's quite unnerving to think that they know so much about me and talk about me on a regular basis. They are on their eighth.er.thread, already, and their third 'cookie jar'. It's rather frightening." Albus looked her with mild surprise.
"My dear, I was under the impression that you'd be quite flattered!"
"Yes, I am, but Albus! Have you seen some of the topics the discuss there?" His eyes twinkled and he looked into hers. She was getting flustered, and he was quite enjoying it.
"Enlighten me, darling."
"They discuss my underwear!" She said, blushing to her toes. Albus tired hard to hide a smile.
"They also discuss my sex life, among other things. They were talking about my hitting menopause, on one of the previous threads! But the underwear discussions did rather irk me. And a number few of them are full grown women themselves! Imagine.Humph." She settled back onto him, glad to get that off her chest. Albus looked at her disgruntled expression amusedly.
"Well you know, Tabby," he said slowly, "Those are frightfully interesting topics to speculate on."
"Albus!" she said, playfully whacking him on the arm.
"Minerva, it's getting late. We do need our sleep. Don't forget that a few of them are younger than our own daughter. Do you remember what Diana was like at that age?"
"I don't want to," Minerva groaned.
"By the way, how is Di taking it?" Minerva sighed deeply.
"Not too well. She has shut herself in her room for the longest time yet. It's so hard to tell, now. She's so introverted!"
"Ah, much like you were at her age. She will grow out of it, and hopefully turn out as lovely as her mother." Minerva smiled and stood up, taking her husband's hand once again.
"But she'll be much better, because she's half you," she said, placing a kiss on his lips.
"Let's go in now. We don't want them in the house all alone. Heaven knows how hard this must be on them."
"I know Albus, I know. I just hope they don't get too homesick."
Back in the house, the girls had reached an unspoken agreement that the room at the end of the hall was Minerva's, and they were not to enter it.
"What," Sky said, taking a few steps forward. "Are you all waiting for? This is Minerva's room! We have to go in!" Mini Minerva stepped forward timidly and stood by her.
"Er, yeah. I'm with Sky; I mean we've been waiting all our Fandom lives for this! I don't know about you, but I can't wait to see inside her room!" Punurple walked up to the group and shrugged.
"Yeah, sure. Me too, I mean, if they haven't caught us yet, what with all the racket in the kitchens, I don't think they ever will!"
Tabby Kit, Dani and Vicks soon joined the group, and, grudgingly, Jestana and Tetleybag followed.
"Alright, well I guess we just.open the door," said Vicks, reaching forward and placing her hand on the door knob.
They tiptoed down the hall, hoping that Minerva or Albus didn't catch them and ask what they were doing, because in all honesty, they hadn't the slightest clue. Sky stumbled on the last step and landed -upright, at least- loudly on the ground again. The bang echoed down the stairs and into the empty marble hall below.
"Sky! Do you want to get us caught?" Vicks said exasperatedly.
"Oh, dear me, no!" Sky said in mock horror. "If Minerva catches us out of bed, she might take points off! Or worse! She might.*gasp* purr at us!" Sky snorted. "Gimme a break."
"Yeah, well you might not like Minerva, but some of us care what she thinks," Vicks replied stiffly.
"Hey," said Sky, slightly offended, "I like Minerva alright. I just like getting on her nerves even more." Vicks rolled her eyes and Mini Minerva stifled a giggle.
"Alright, alright. Enough bickering, you guys," Jestana said absently. Tabby Kit snorted.
"That's a bit rich, coming from you, Jestana." Jestana ignored her. They were standing in the grand foyer, stumped for what to do next.
"Well, where should we go?" Cielita asked, looking around at the dark hall ways leading off the foyer.
"Er, let's go to the kitchen," Mini Minerva suggested, shrugging. "I'd like a midnight snack, anyhow." Not, however, that she needed it. Her plump form was silhouetted in the dim light of a flashlight that Punurple held in her hand.
"Yeah, I'm starving," Sky agreed, nodding.
"You're always hungry," Cielita said, rolling her eyes with a friendly smile. Sky grinned back and shrugged placidly.
"Alright then," Tetleybag sighed. "Let's get moving."
They followed the hall that they had walked when Minerva had taken them to dinner; it seemed a lifetime ago that they had all landed on those concrete steps, meeting each other for the very first time. Their footsteps echoed loudly throughout the empty hall, even muffled by thick, comfortable slippers, the sound rang out.
"Ouch! Mini Min! You stepped on my foot," Punurple groaned, stopping to massage the sore place on her heel.
"Hold that flashlight more steady and I might be able to see where I'm going," Mini Minerva retorted. "Where'd you get that thing, anyhow?"
Punurple stopped muttering curses and rubbing her foot to look around at her friend who was frowning at the small, battery powered light in her hand.
"It was on my key chain," she replied, beginning to walk again, but with an over-pronounced limp. "It's not that big, but it'll do for now."
They reached the now familiar glass doors and pulled them open as quickly as they dared so as not to prolong the faint squeaking of the hinges. The elaborate dining room, however, was not empty as they thought it would be. The room was filled with bustling creatures, which they soon identified to be house elves. Dressed in their neat little uniforms and carrying brooms and baskets, they resembled small, strange looking children. The house elves took one look at the group of ladies in front of them, and began to hurry around, squeaking about being seen, and shouting in their cartoon like voices.
"Wait, wait! STOP!" shouted Jestana. The house elves stood in place obediently, some halfway into a step, or midway through a word.
"Good," she said, taking charge. "We don't mean to offend you, er, elves. We just came for a snack. Would you happen to have anything?"
The elves eyes lit up with delight at their request, and began to hurry around, chattering excitedly.
"Ok! Woah, woah," Tabby Kit said, stepping forward. The house elves looked at her attentively, and she blushed slightly, stepping back a little. "Er, maybe just two or three of you?" Three house elves promptly stepped forward, looking eager to please.
"I is Mooky, Madams! What would master and mistress' honored guests be liking this night? Would madams like some Honeyduke's Chocolate?" said one elf, immediately summoning a plate full of delectable looking chocolate.
"Um, sure! That'd be nice. Thank you," Vicks said, taking the plate from the elf, and making it's ears waggle happily. Everyone took a bit and munched on it happily. It was by far the best chocolate any of them had ever tasted.
"Mmm," Mini Minerva said. "This is better than Laura Secord, and that stuff is good!"
"Ha! This is better than any chocolate I've ever tasted, and I live in Germany! Home of some of the world's best chocolate," Tetleybag returned.
"As good as it is, we must leave now, we want to see some of the rest of the house," Jestana said, nodding to the elves and making for the door.
"Wait," Punurple said, rushing towards one of the elves. Dani sighed.
"We'll wait, but not for much longer."
The elf that Punurple was talking too looked at her in a puzzled way but snapped it's fingers and handed her a small tin that had appeared. She took it gratefully, and waved, running to join the rest of the group.
"What was that all about?" Sky asked impatiently.
"Oh, just something for the road," she replied. But after Sky had turned around, she gave Mini Minerva a wink. She knew exactly what the tin was about.
"Right, well where should we go next?" Dani asked. They were back in the foyer, and hadn't quite explored any further than the kitchen.
"I say we explore some of the other floors. How about the first level? I mean, not the ground floor, but the next level up?" Vicks suggested. Nodding, the rest of the group trailed after her.
The second floor, they noticed, was very grandly decorated. Thick, rich rugs were on top of the shiny hard-wood floor, and many moving paintings hung on the walls.
"Hmm, I think I can guess what's on this floor," Dani said excitedly.
Meanwhile, outside in the beautiful back gardens of Dumbledore Manor, a couple walked through the warm night, hand in hand. The light breeze ruffled their hair, and blew around the woman's thin night dress. They sat down on a carved granite bench, next to a large marble fountain the gurgled and swished the water around. The moonlight reflected on it, making it shine even brighter. After a while, the woman spoke.
"Albus?" she asked. The man next to her smiled warmly down at her.
"Yes, Minerva my dear?"
"What do you think of the young ladies that we brought here?" Albus laughed a little at her question.
"I think they are perfectly charming. Ms. Sky is quite a riot."
"Yes," Minerva said, a little more stiffly, "her. I find her rather disrespectful, but I cannot say that I'm not slightly fond of her. The rest of them are very polite and enchanting. I was wary about letting muggles into our world; they've left a rather bad taste in my mouth, I'm sure you understand." Albus saw his wife's back stiffen and her eyes get clouded by memories that she'd wished she'd never have to re-live. He reached over and hugged her to his chest tightly, and he felt her relax a little bit.
"I know, Tabby," he said quietly. "But it's best for all of us, you know that. Because heavens forbid that information about you get into the wrong hands! I couldn't lose you." Minerva snuggled up closer to her lover and smiled.
"You won't. It's quite unnerving to think that they know so much about me and talk about me on a regular basis. They are on their eighth.er.thread, already, and their third 'cookie jar'. It's rather frightening." Albus looked her with mild surprise.
"My dear, I was under the impression that you'd be quite flattered!"
"Yes, I am, but Albus! Have you seen some of the topics the discuss there?" His eyes twinkled and he looked into hers. She was getting flustered, and he was quite enjoying it.
"Enlighten me, darling."
"They discuss my underwear!" She said, blushing to her toes. Albus tired hard to hide a smile.
"They also discuss my sex life, among other things. They were talking about my hitting menopause, on one of the previous threads! But the underwear discussions did rather irk me. And a number few of them are full grown women themselves! Imagine.Humph." She settled back onto him, glad to get that off her chest. Albus looked at her disgruntled expression amusedly.
"Well you know, Tabby," he said slowly, "Those are frightfully interesting topics to speculate on."
"Albus!" she said, playfully whacking him on the arm.
"Minerva, it's getting late. We do need our sleep. Don't forget that a few of them are younger than our own daughter. Do you remember what Diana was like at that age?"
"I don't want to," Minerva groaned.
"By the way, how is Di taking it?" Minerva sighed deeply.
"Not too well. She has shut herself in her room for the longest time yet. It's so hard to tell, now. She's so introverted!"
"Ah, much like you were at her age. She will grow out of it, and hopefully turn out as lovely as her mother." Minerva smiled and stood up, taking her husband's hand once again.
"But she'll be much better, because she's half you," she said, placing a kiss on his lips.
"Let's go in now. We don't want them in the house all alone. Heaven knows how hard this must be on them."
"I know Albus, I know. I just hope they don't get too homesick."
Back in the house, the girls had reached an unspoken agreement that the room at the end of the hall was Minerva's, and they were not to enter it.
"What," Sky said, taking a few steps forward. "Are you all waiting for? This is Minerva's room! We have to go in!" Mini Minerva stepped forward timidly and stood by her.
"Er, yeah. I'm with Sky; I mean we've been waiting all our Fandom lives for this! I don't know about you, but I can't wait to see inside her room!" Punurple walked up to the group and shrugged.
"Yeah, sure. Me too, I mean, if they haven't caught us yet, what with all the racket in the kitchens, I don't think they ever will!"
Tabby Kit, Dani and Vicks soon joined the group, and, grudgingly, Jestana and Tetleybag followed.
"Alright, well I guess we just.open the door," said Vicks, reaching forward and placing her hand on the door knob.