(Disclaimer: It's disclaimer time! Aren't you EXCITED?! -rolls eyes- Me neither, but I have to do it. -takes a deep breath- I do not own Harry Potter, or anything related to it, that you have read in the great Harry Potter series. I am, however, going to twist it around for my own amusement, and it shall be fun. I own Maya, and who ever else I decide to throw into this story.

Author note: We all know that Maya's father is a very evil man, but who is he? Will he succeed in getting Maya? Will Maya and Minerva kill each other? ON WITH THE SHOW!)

Chapter 7: Getting Along, Sort of.

Maya woke up bright and early the next morning. She smiled to herself, as she caught sight of the time. She was determined to make her mom the best breakfast ever, so that she could see that she wasn't a worthless little child. She sneaked out of the chambers, and tiptoed down towards the dungeons where she knew the kitchens were located. She smiled at the house elves, as they all rushed to her to wait on her. "What would you like little miss?"

"Does little miss want toast?"

Maya laughed softly, and shook her head. "I want help with learning how to make stuff. I want to make my mum some breakfast."

The house elves all nodded, and swept her over to the stove, and started to teach her how to cook.

Several hours later Maya shuffled into Minerva's bedroom with a plate of bacon, eggs, and toast. She set the food down on the end table, and climbed up onto Minerva's bed, and bounced happily. "MUM GET UP!" She screamed at the top of her lungs.

Minerva bolted up in bed, and looked around frantically. "WHERE'S THE FIRE?!"

Maya giggled, and fell down backwards onto the bed, then sat up. "I made you breakfast!"

Minerva puts a hand to chest, breathing deeply, her heart racing. "Don't do that!" She scolded Maya. "You could have gave me a heart attack!"

Maya frowned darkly, and crawled off the bed. She sniffed, "I'm sorry," and walked slowly out of the room, her head hung. She returned to her room, and crawled up onto the bed, and slipped under the covers, pulling them to her chin. She looked over at the photo on her end table. She sighed deeply, tears coming to her eyes again. It was times like this she missed her adopted mother. She always liked being awoken by breakfast in bed, and her, and her father bouncing on the bed.

Minerva looked towards her bedroom door, blinking several times. What had just happened? She stood, and pulled on her housecoat, walking out of her bedroom. She came to Maya's door, and knocked softly.

"GO AWAY!" Maya shouted, tears streaming down her cheeks. She wasn't in the mood for her mothers ranting right now. She took the picture into her shaky hands. "Come back mom, dad. I need you both." She whispered softly.

"It's hard to get along without them, I know, but come out, please. We can work all this out together. I'm sorry I hurt your feelings."

"No you aren't! The only one you care about is YOURSELF!" She started to sob harder, burying her face in her pillow.

"I care about you, child. I am your mother after all!"

"Just because you're my mother by blood, doesn't make you a real mother!" Her voice was slightly muffled.

"Love, I'm a good mother, just give me a chance!"

There was a bit of scarping around, and finally Maya opened her bedroom door. Her hair was a mess, and her eyes were red and swollen slightly from crying. "Fine. You got one more chance."

Minerva looked into the room, and groaned. "Honey, please clean your room."

Maya sighed, and waved her wand. Everything went back to its respected spot. She looked up at her mother, and sighed. "Happy?"

"Very." She smiled, and kissed Maya on top of the head. "Thank you."

Maya rolled her eyes, and looked up into the bright, kind eyes of her mother. She smiled, finally realising that her mother had her best interests at heart. She wrapped her arms around the stern, wise women, hugging her close. Minerva grinned, and hugged her back, lifting her slightly, spinning her. Maya giggled softly.

When Minerva had FINALLY set her down, her head spun slightly. When it stopped, she looked up at Minerva, a soft giggle escaping her lips. "That was fun!" She exclaimed. Minerva nodded slightly. "O, did you get your breakfast?" Minerva shook her head, and looked in the direction of her bedroom. Maya lifted her wand that was safely tucked away in her pocket. "Accio mom's breakfast." The plate came zooming out from Minerva's room. Maya smiled, and handed it into her mothers waiting hands. "There you go."

Minerva sat down on the couch, and started to eat the breakfast her daughter had worked so hard to prepare for her. Everything was now cold, since the morning incident had taken so long to sort out, but she didn't mind. Her daughter made it, and that was all that mattered. She finished in no time, and looked at Maya. "That was very good sweetie thanks."

Maya beamed happily. "Thank you mum."

"You should go get ready for school." Minerva said in a matter-of-fact voice.

Maya groaned, and rolled her eyes. "Mum, do I got to go to school? School is so pointless, and evil."

"School is NOT evil, I'm sorry to inform you, Maya."

"Can I call you mum in class?" Maya asked quietly. "I'm just wondering, because I don't want to get in trouble or something, ya know?"

Minerva sighed. "Ya? Is that even a word?"

Maya shrugged. "Of course, man."

Minerva raised an eyebrow, and stared at her daughter, a weird look on her face. "Anyway, no. You may not call me mum in class, because it would seem like I favoured you over the rest of the students."

Maya nodded understanding. "Alright then. I won't call ya mum."

"Please try to use proper grammar." She sighed tiredly.

She mock saluted Minerva, and smirked. "Yes captain!"

Minerva raised both eyebrows so high that they disappear into her hair.

Maya burst into laughter, and hugged Minerva tight. "Chill mum. You'll learn."

Minerva hugged her back, and nodded. "I guess I will have to learn."

Maya ran into her room to get ready for school. Minerva shook her head, and went to get ready herself.

A little while later, both emerged fully dressed, and ready to start their first day as mother and daughter. Maya grinned happily, and hugged Minerva again. "See you in class mum."

"You bet, sweetie." She leaned down, and kissed Maya on top of the head, handing her daughter her yellow back pack. Maya grinned, and ran out.

***

His dark robes bellowed behind him as he walked down the halls of his cold, dark manor. The manor had once been full of life, and happiness. Those were the times he spent with Minerva McGonagall. Now, he was faced to be alone. He had chosen this path himself, he told himself. He had used his girlfriend, and finally, after having enough, he just left. She was worthless. He didn't even love her, or at least that was what he tried to tell himself.

"My lord, the Dark Lord is here to see you." A little house elf squeaked, fearing for his life.

"Yes, I will be right there." He turned, and strolled down towards his study, where he knew the Dark Lord was waiting for him. He put his hand on the doorknob, sighing slightly. He pulled open the door, and walked inside.

Seated in a large black chair by the fireplace was a very ghostly figure. The pale face turned, and looked at the man with red snake like slits. "You're late." The figure said simply with a deep dark voice.

The man bowed low to the figure. "I am sorry, my lord."

The figure stood, and walked towards his servant. He glared and took out his wand, pointing it at the shaking man. "Where is your daughter?"

"She was not at the muggles home my lord. I suspect that she is at Hogwarts."

"OF COURSE SHE'S AT HOGWARTS YOU IDIOT!!" The Dark Lord bellowed.

"I'm sorry, my lord." The man started to shake with fear.

"Crucio!" The man dropped to the floor shaking with pain.

***

Maya came into supper, and sat down sighing. She started to pile food on to her plate. She stopped, and looked at Ginny. "I need the notes from that Muggles study class I missed. Do you got them?"

Ginny nodded, and rolled her eyes. "Yea, I got them. Here." She handed over a long, long piece of parchment.

Maya groaned, and looked at the parchment. "Are you joking? This is like eight feet of notes!"

Ginny shook her head, and rubbed her hands together painfully. "I wish I was joking. Hey, did you get busted for cutting?"

"Nope!" She beamed proudly, and winked. "I'll never get busted either."

"I'm surprised you didn't. I mean, why hasn't the professor gone to your mom?"

"Don't know. I just hope she doesn't." She shuddered.

"Meh, I doubt she will. Don't worry."

"MAYA TANNER!" Maya shuddered, and ducked down under the Gryffindor table. Minerva scowled, and grabbed her by the arm and gently pulled her out, forcing her daughter to meet her eyes. "Why weren't you in Muggle Studies the other day?"

"I was real upset mum about everything. I was overwhelmed." Maya looked down, not meeting the angry eyes of her mother.

"O." Minerva sighed softly, and hugged Maya close. "Don't do it again, ok? I'll let you off this time, but next time you won't be so lucky."


Maya hugged Minerva back, ignoring the looks they were receiving from everyone. Maya kissed her mothers cheek, and ran out of the Great Hall. Suddenly, she went flying threw the air, and landed on the ground, a loud snap was heard, and a scream of pain.

(Authors note: Well! That's it! Sorry it's short, and stuff, but this is what you get. XD Sorry.)