Minerva searched the younger woman all around Hogwarts, but didn't find her. In the end she thought that it was best this way. They would have time to calm down. She would sent a message by owl requesting for Hermione presence and explain then.
The next days she tried to talk with her pupil, but it was very hard to catch her alone and willing and when she did, they were interrupted by the exiting life of the school: pranks, fights, accidents, complaints, classes, ...
She sent a owl like she promised herself and more when it seemed she couldn't reach her favorite student. She excused herself and asked for forgiveness at several reprises. All request to see her face at face were not answered.
She fells bad. It was her fault. She ought to denounce herself to the headmaster. In a letter she asked if it would reassure her. If she should stop teaching. She implored even the younger woman to talk with somebody, anybody about what happened to put her in the state in the first time, she could even talk about her professor scandalous attitude.
She wanted this young and promising woman to be better. She would accept and not interfere with anything Hermione would come. But she ought to do something. They couldn't carry on like that. It was making her crazy and it was obvious the younger woman was hurt and upset by it all.
Hermione for he part was deeply ashamed of her attitude. She couldn't face her mentor after jumping her. The letters were not improving the matter. It was apparent she was taking all the blame. But Hermione knew the truth.
She has kissed a very surprised woman with no idea what's so ever of what was happening and with her usual sense of honor and responsibility her beloved professor convinced herself she was the one in the wrong.
Hermione managed until now to decline any discussions coming her way, but she couldn't keep hurting the amazing and magnificent woman. So she owled her asking for a meeting and to not do anything rash.
The where and when was a problem through. Wanting to avoid any confrontation, her planning was full. She accepted to help younger years and take extra project to improve her last homework. She didn't have time for at less a good month. When? Well the night was the only alternative before a long time.
Where? Not in her dorm, there was no privacy. Minerva's office was no more a good alternative, they would be both uneasy and her dear professor would take that as the authority she have on her pupil and how she 'abused' it.
The requirement chamber was no more a secret since fifth year. And she was afraid the headmaster has really ears and eyes everywhere at Hogwarts, so some class room unused were out of the question. The ambiance would not be favorable either. They needed a neuter ground...
Frankly she didn't know if it existed, unless to create her own chamber what would certainly be difficult and time consuming. Stayed the forbidden forest, the best place ever to have a secret meeting, the best place too to meet troubles and a near death experience.
There was Hagrid hut near here, but she didn't know how to explain the situation and he was not the best to keep secrets even if he has good intention and was a good friends of both women.
Stayed Hagrid brother, the full giant, whose she gave courses in English and arithmetic. His vocabulary was limited and nobody would question him. He become a good companion of her this last two years and was always happy like a child when she visited.
There was the problem through of how her beloved professor would take the thing... But she was fair. She wouldn't want to drive him away or to hurt Hagrid feelings. After all Grawp caused no trouble at all and the forbidden forest was another territory. There were already dangerous people in there.
Her resolution taken, Hermione feels more light, until that is she wonders how the discussion would go... They needed to talk about her attraction, the kisses, how her beloved professor has nothing to reproach herself, Hermione grades and what would happen next in general.
She took a good breath and decide that for one time planning would not help anyway, when she was with her cherished mentor she didn't manage to think.
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Minerva was overjoyed when she got Hermione owl. She missed tremendously her young pupil, her cheerfulness, her eagerness to learn, and simply her presence. She hadn't remarked how much they passed time together before things happened.
There were always a perfectly reasonable reason to do so, extra homework, difficult questions worthy of a transfiguration master, discussions about some crucial things and some about the time.
Her troubles to make friends, to integer herself, how she didn't understand the need her classmates had to gossip about her love life, how Harry became more and more angry and sad after each attack of Voldemort, in truth they discussed about everything like friends would but the demarcation between professor and student was always here, well until the last time...
She blushed and fells warm in thinking about it. At nights she was visited by dreams she didn't have for a long time. Dreams that let her sweating and ashamed of herself. She even began daydreaming.
What would have happened if Hermione didn't fly. Would she have the courage to stop it on her own? She seriously doubted it. She would have taken her again and again until they were too worn-out to do more than sleep.
She would have taken her and never let her go. She wanted to caress this face imprinted in her head and heart and tell her how she loved her, how she would do everything to make her safe and happy.
She would make breakfast in bed for her and take long hours to brush her magnificent hair. She would obey reverently to all her whims and desires. She wanted to depose lover words in her ears, to blow on this delicate organ and make her laugh. She had a so beautiful smiles and a rich laugh.
Alas it couldn't be. Hermione face was so terrified when they parted last time. Minerva couldn't bear the thought that this particular expression was her fault, she never wanted that and wowed it would never happen again. She would control herself, even depart forever from her addictive presence if it was the only solution.
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