```Chapter 5```
Minerva looked at the dismal elf who had never been a morning person for a brief moment before rushing into the dining room and gasping that her nightmare was in truth her latest reality.
At the head of the table where her father usually sat during every meal was Grindelwald looking especially smug, Tom on his right looking extremely haughty and her parents on his left looking as though they were terrified out of their minds. Minerva began to shake with all the terror and anger that welled up in her chest so quickly. Tom was looking Minerva up and down her body in her very form-fitting nightgown. Minerva groaned inwardly at her stupidity of thinking her predicament a dream and not dressing properly. She briefly thought of what they would do if she wore muggle clothes and vowed silently to wear them always just to spite them.
"Minnie dear, do come sit down." Briellie said sweetly, looking cheerfully at her daughter. Minerva blinked at her mother in disbelief before remembering that she was under the Imperious curse.
'Either it's still that stupid curse or she's officially cracked. Both are likely." Minerva thought sarcastically to herself. Tom stood up to reveal he had changed robes and was now wearing a blue set of summer robes instead of the rather dirty black ones from the night before. He pulled out the chair next to him and bowed slightly to Minerva.
"Milady." He said gallantly as she sat down in it.
"Say it again and I'll bite you." Minerva growled under her breath, glaring angrily at Tom as he sat down next to her, moving his chair slightly so he was closer to her. Albert was watching Tom intently, as if daring him to move any closer to Minerva just like any father would.
"Tisk tisk Miss McGonagall. I should think that a young woman of your stature should have learned some manners. Your parents are obviously failures." Grindelwald sneered at Briellie, knowing her tendencies of character and that she would be upset. Albert glared back at him.
"You are the most-"he started furiously, while Minerva looked suddenly nervous as though she knew what Grindelwald was going to do and say subsequently.
"Ah ah, Albert, come now. Surely by now you have learned that anything you say that I could find insulting the remotest way will result in the torture of your dear mud-blood wife." Grindelwald said with a sweet yet wicked smile on his face as he pulled out his wand. Briellie's sweet and calm face faltered into nothing and she began shaking at the mere prospect of being harmed again.
"Please don't. Please not again. Not in front of Minnie." She whimpered like a child, clasping her hands together. Albert put a comforting hand on her shoulder and Minerva tried to look like she was not in the least ill at ease for her mother's sake.
'Any more of this and it'll kill mum. She can't take this. She's too frail and oh- she won't stand for it if any one says anything mean- much less do it! And she's so thin and frail already.' Minerva thought, horrified.
"Honestly you stupid mud-blood, your daughter shouldn't care. She's pure of blood! Two wizard or witch parents and you're good but you- She shouldn't care because she's not the one getting hurt." Grindelwald seemed puzzled for a moment at what he was saying, confusion clouding his eyes.
'Great! He's a lunatic and Tom is a- brainless flirtatious moron!" Minerva thought viciously. 'Actually it's quite flattering but I... he'll hurt Mum and Da and everyone else on earth if they're not pure. How dense..."
Briellie was sobbing quietly into her hands while Moosy came in carrying a platter of food. The shaking house elf was terrified witlessly as she went past Grindelwald and Tom. Minerva thought about the elf for a moment, remembering the little elf's finer days.
Moosy had always been a neatener. She hated getting dirty or seeing something dirty in the house and she was almost compulsive about cleaning. She always wore a small little yellow dress with a bow on her head that were both kept meticulous and ironed. Minerva smiled slightly to herself to know that her house elf was one of the few house elves that were allowed to clean their clothes, seeing as most owners did not permit it.
Grindelwald glared at the elf mercilessly.
"Don't look at her that way." Minerva snapped, getting angrier by the moment. Her father stared on in quiet hate, not saying much for fear that Grindelwald would take it to offense like he took everything and harm Briellie more.
"It would do you good to keep your temper in check Miss McGonagall. Your parents are both at my disposal. Tell her Briellie." Grindelwald smiled as Briellie's face went rigid.
"Grindelwald is the most powerful wizard of all time. He is my lord and master and he shall defeat any one who dares to stand in his way and destroy all those filthy mud-bloods like myself. But I shall let him do what ever he wants while he allows me the privilege to live." Her mother repeated almost like a puppet. Minerva closed her eyes in disgust and Albert turned away from his wife.
"Mum." Minerva whispered softly as Briellie seemed to come out of the trance and looked at Albert with a plea in her eyes.
"What pray, have you done to my dear house elf to make her so terrified?" Minerva asked, glaring at Tom and Grindelwald at the same time in that way only teachers possessed. Tom threw his head back and laughed so loudly that Minerva and her father flinched at the silence being broken so abruptly. Grindelwald smiled as well and Moosy quickly set the places at the table and made a dash towards the kitchen. Minerva patted the house elf's back as she ran off, as if to say thank you and to comfort the pathetic little thing.
"We tied it up and kicked it and locked it in the pantry and when Briellie called for her because she couldn't find her and opened the pantry door she saw the thing and then we pounced on her- it was great!" Tom laughed.
Minerva closed her eyes for a moment so as not to yell or jump on Tom and try to harm him as best she could. Briellie's eyes were the only indication that she had heard what Tom had said and they could be seen reliving the terror of what had occurred the day before.
Minerva could almost see in her head Moosy being tied up and her mother opening the door of the pantry and her terrified expression as Tom and Grindelwald fired spells at her.
"You find it funny to terrify and torture a house elf and my mother?" Minerva questioned, coldness emitting from her voice and body. Her expression was that of an executioner bringing down the ax.
"Very much so." Tom assured her, narrowing his dark eyes as if to challenge her.
"Lover's quarrels, so entertaining." Grindelwald shook his head and smiled as he began wolfing down the food that was placed in front of him, and slamming the coffee cup to his lips despite the steam emitting from it.
"I do not regret to inform you that Tom and I are not lovers and will not be until hell freezes over." Minerva spat, glaring angrily at Tom. Briellie looked at her daughter in a reproaching manner as if to scold her for using a curse word.
'Only mother would still care about cursing at a time like this." Minerva thought in dismay as she tried to apologize to her mother with her eyes while still glaring at Tom.
"I'll make hell freeze over for you Minnie." Tom replied sweetly. Minerva glared more fiercely, doing the legendary Scottish temper proud.
Only her mother and Poppy called her Minnie. No one else dared to because she would usually beat him or her or hex them endlessly. Her mother was allowed to because it was her mother and she loved her dearly and Poppy because she was the only one Minerva couldn't stop from calling her Minnie.
It was just then that Minerva realized another serious problem with her situation: She was wandless and unable to contact any one with out them knowing. She was undoubtedly doomed.
A/N: I have come to the conclusion that I shall only update after getting 5 reviews for each chapter. So as of I will need 25 reviews to continue.
Jestana- Thank you very much for your kind words. It never ceases to amaze me how moments after I post a chapter you review it. I hope you write more in your story soon.
Elayne Sedai- You are so very nice with your reviews. I like your story very much as well. (I should hope you will update soon) Can I inquire as to why you are wondering about Minerva's parents? Is it something wrong with the story that I should change? Very sorry if I sound snobbish or whining- just rather worried that this is not going to be good- welcome to the naïve and tense world of me. ^_~. Also, I was skimming through your profile when I discovered you were looking for a fic where Albus loved Minerva but she did not return the feelings. This I consider to be an interesting idea and I shall play with it over the next week and see what it produces.
Palanfanaiel: I actually am very much entertained by your nicknames for the characters. Darlingdearheart has adopted them and laughs about them very much. Yes I am fairly sure she does have msn- though I am not positive for at the moment she is sleeping and I do not wish to- never mind, here she is:
PALLY! HIHIHIHI! (eek, I'm so energetic! It's gotta be the meds) I'm so happy to hear from you and that you and my dear friend are getting on so well! I miss being able to surf around and read stories from you! Speaking of which Little Miss Tonks!! I believe you need to write a chapter. Hmm hmm hmm. But I shall let you go on that one until I get homeWell hun, I've got to be going but it was wonderful to be able to talk to ya!!
Much to ya,darlingdearheart
Thanks to the reviewers,
S.T.
Minerva looked at the dismal elf who had never been a morning person for a brief moment before rushing into the dining room and gasping that her nightmare was in truth her latest reality.
At the head of the table where her father usually sat during every meal was Grindelwald looking especially smug, Tom on his right looking extremely haughty and her parents on his left looking as though they were terrified out of their minds. Minerva began to shake with all the terror and anger that welled up in her chest so quickly. Tom was looking Minerva up and down her body in her very form-fitting nightgown. Minerva groaned inwardly at her stupidity of thinking her predicament a dream and not dressing properly. She briefly thought of what they would do if she wore muggle clothes and vowed silently to wear them always just to spite them.
"Minnie dear, do come sit down." Briellie said sweetly, looking cheerfully at her daughter. Minerva blinked at her mother in disbelief before remembering that she was under the Imperious curse.
'Either it's still that stupid curse or she's officially cracked. Both are likely." Minerva thought sarcastically to herself. Tom stood up to reveal he had changed robes and was now wearing a blue set of summer robes instead of the rather dirty black ones from the night before. He pulled out the chair next to him and bowed slightly to Minerva.
"Milady." He said gallantly as she sat down in it.
"Say it again and I'll bite you." Minerva growled under her breath, glaring angrily at Tom as he sat down next to her, moving his chair slightly so he was closer to her. Albert was watching Tom intently, as if daring him to move any closer to Minerva just like any father would.
"Tisk tisk Miss McGonagall. I should think that a young woman of your stature should have learned some manners. Your parents are obviously failures." Grindelwald sneered at Briellie, knowing her tendencies of character and that she would be upset. Albert glared back at him.
"You are the most-"he started furiously, while Minerva looked suddenly nervous as though she knew what Grindelwald was going to do and say subsequently.
"Ah ah, Albert, come now. Surely by now you have learned that anything you say that I could find insulting the remotest way will result in the torture of your dear mud-blood wife." Grindelwald said with a sweet yet wicked smile on his face as he pulled out his wand. Briellie's sweet and calm face faltered into nothing and she began shaking at the mere prospect of being harmed again.
"Please don't. Please not again. Not in front of Minnie." She whimpered like a child, clasping her hands together. Albert put a comforting hand on her shoulder and Minerva tried to look like she was not in the least ill at ease for her mother's sake.
'Any more of this and it'll kill mum. She can't take this. She's too frail and oh- she won't stand for it if any one says anything mean- much less do it! And she's so thin and frail already.' Minerva thought, horrified.
"Honestly you stupid mud-blood, your daughter shouldn't care. She's pure of blood! Two wizard or witch parents and you're good but you- She shouldn't care because she's not the one getting hurt." Grindelwald seemed puzzled for a moment at what he was saying, confusion clouding his eyes.
'Great! He's a lunatic and Tom is a- brainless flirtatious moron!" Minerva thought viciously. 'Actually it's quite flattering but I... he'll hurt Mum and Da and everyone else on earth if they're not pure. How dense..."
Briellie was sobbing quietly into her hands while Moosy came in carrying a platter of food. The shaking house elf was terrified witlessly as she went past Grindelwald and Tom. Minerva thought about the elf for a moment, remembering the little elf's finer days.
Moosy had always been a neatener. She hated getting dirty or seeing something dirty in the house and she was almost compulsive about cleaning. She always wore a small little yellow dress with a bow on her head that were both kept meticulous and ironed. Minerva smiled slightly to herself to know that her house elf was one of the few house elves that were allowed to clean their clothes, seeing as most owners did not permit it.
Grindelwald glared at the elf mercilessly.
"Don't look at her that way." Minerva snapped, getting angrier by the moment. Her father stared on in quiet hate, not saying much for fear that Grindelwald would take it to offense like he took everything and harm Briellie more.
"It would do you good to keep your temper in check Miss McGonagall. Your parents are both at my disposal. Tell her Briellie." Grindelwald smiled as Briellie's face went rigid.
"Grindelwald is the most powerful wizard of all time. He is my lord and master and he shall defeat any one who dares to stand in his way and destroy all those filthy mud-bloods like myself. But I shall let him do what ever he wants while he allows me the privilege to live." Her mother repeated almost like a puppet. Minerva closed her eyes in disgust and Albert turned away from his wife.
"Mum." Minerva whispered softly as Briellie seemed to come out of the trance and looked at Albert with a plea in her eyes.
"What pray, have you done to my dear house elf to make her so terrified?" Minerva asked, glaring at Tom and Grindelwald at the same time in that way only teachers possessed. Tom threw his head back and laughed so loudly that Minerva and her father flinched at the silence being broken so abruptly. Grindelwald smiled as well and Moosy quickly set the places at the table and made a dash towards the kitchen. Minerva patted the house elf's back as she ran off, as if to say thank you and to comfort the pathetic little thing.
"We tied it up and kicked it and locked it in the pantry and when Briellie called for her because she couldn't find her and opened the pantry door she saw the thing and then we pounced on her- it was great!" Tom laughed.
Minerva closed her eyes for a moment so as not to yell or jump on Tom and try to harm him as best she could. Briellie's eyes were the only indication that she had heard what Tom had said and they could be seen reliving the terror of what had occurred the day before.
Minerva could almost see in her head Moosy being tied up and her mother opening the door of the pantry and her terrified expression as Tom and Grindelwald fired spells at her.
"You find it funny to terrify and torture a house elf and my mother?" Minerva questioned, coldness emitting from her voice and body. Her expression was that of an executioner bringing down the ax.
"Very much so." Tom assured her, narrowing his dark eyes as if to challenge her.
"Lover's quarrels, so entertaining." Grindelwald shook his head and smiled as he began wolfing down the food that was placed in front of him, and slamming the coffee cup to his lips despite the steam emitting from it.
"I do not regret to inform you that Tom and I are not lovers and will not be until hell freezes over." Minerva spat, glaring angrily at Tom. Briellie looked at her daughter in a reproaching manner as if to scold her for using a curse word.
'Only mother would still care about cursing at a time like this." Minerva thought in dismay as she tried to apologize to her mother with her eyes while still glaring at Tom.
"I'll make hell freeze over for you Minnie." Tom replied sweetly. Minerva glared more fiercely, doing the legendary Scottish temper proud.
Only her mother and Poppy called her Minnie. No one else dared to because she would usually beat him or her or hex them endlessly. Her mother was allowed to because it was her mother and she loved her dearly and Poppy because she was the only one Minerva couldn't stop from calling her Minnie.
It was just then that Minerva realized another serious problem with her situation: She was wandless and unable to contact any one with out them knowing. She was undoubtedly doomed.
A/N: I have come to the conclusion that I shall only update after getting 5 reviews for each chapter. So as of I will need 25 reviews to continue.
Jestana- Thank you very much for your kind words. It never ceases to amaze me how moments after I post a chapter you review it. I hope you write more in your story soon.
Elayne Sedai- You are so very nice with your reviews. I like your story very much as well. (I should hope you will update soon) Can I inquire as to why you are wondering about Minerva's parents? Is it something wrong with the story that I should change? Very sorry if I sound snobbish or whining- just rather worried that this is not going to be good- welcome to the naïve and tense world of me. ^_~. Also, I was skimming through your profile when I discovered you were looking for a fic where Albus loved Minerva but she did not return the feelings. This I consider to be an interesting idea and I shall play with it over the next week and see what it produces.
Palanfanaiel: I actually am very much entertained by your nicknames for the characters. Darlingdearheart has adopted them and laughs about them very much. Yes I am fairly sure she does have msn- though I am not positive for at the moment she is sleeping and I do not wish to- never mind, here she is:
PALLY! HIHIHIHI! (eek, I'm so energetic! It's gotta be the meds) I'm so happy to hear from you and that you and my dear friend are getting on so well! I miss being able to surf around and read stories from you! Speaking of which Little Miss Tonks!! I believe you need to write a chapter. Hmm hmm hmm. But I shall let you go on that one until I get homeWell hun, I've got to be going but it was wonderful to be able to talk to ya!!
Much to ya,darlingdearheart
Thanks to the reviewers,
S.T.
