Author's note- I'm back again. Computers suck. This chapter is about hermia, she is going to recur throughout the story.
Hermia shook her head as she looked around the kitchen. "A tip, an utter tip." She muttered to herself as she began to work through the mess that was the room. Hermia had grown up in the orphanage, and had met her future husband there, he had been an orphan too. They were both 16. They married at 18 once they left the orphanage, and now had two children, a girl named Athena and a little boy named Albert. The girl was ten years old, her son was 6. Hermia's husband had laughed when she named the girl Athena, but the name had a bit of a history to Hermia. She was brought to the orphanage when she was ten years old; by a lady she had known only as "Mammy". Hermia could not remember where she had come from before that. After years of pestering, when Hermia was 18, the owner of the orphanage, a Madame Arabella, had told her that the lady who gave her to the orphanage was named Athena, but that was all she knew. Sometimes, a lot of times, Hermia thought Arabella had lied to her that Arabella knew more about this mysterious Athena, but wouldn't say. Hermia knew that Athena was not her birth mother. But she knew that her "Mammy" had saved her, although from what she did not know. Hermia sometimes dreamt of a majestic castle, filled with children in robes, with wands and owls and magic. Sometimes, she dreamt of a monster, coming to kill all the children in the castle, and herself, but a tall lady with black hair in a green cloak had saved her from the evil monster and taken her away. She never shared her dreams with anyone, but though upon them often.
She left her thoughts and turned to her daughter as she walked down the stairs. Athena was small, just as Hermia herself had been. But Athena was full of life.
"Mommy, I just had the most amazing dream!" she said excitedly as she wiped the sleep from her eyes. "I was in a castle full of children. They were learning magic mommy, and I was too. Their used to be a monster who hunted the children, but a little boy stopped it, and now everyone is happy again. What a wonderful dream it was! Mommy?"
But Hermia wasn't looking at her daughter, but at an owl soaring outside the window, which had dropped a letter on the sill. For some reason, this didn't seem strange to Hermia, she merely picked the letter up and read it. After reading the contents, she looked at her daughter, and said, "How would you like to go on a trip, Athena?"
"Where, Mommy?" the little girl replied.
"To England." Hermia replied.
Minerva sat in the waiting room of the hospital. Professor Snape walked in and spotted her.
"Glad to see you are doing better Professor McGonagall. Now, I am to escort you to your home, and you can start your summer a little early."
"I do feel so guilty about leaving the students." Minerva murmured as he helped her up. Snape looked down at her, "Now, now Professor, none of that. They miss you, but we'll be alright. Only a few weeks of school left you know." And with that, the nurses watched as the two professors left the building.
They took a train to Kent, and on the way made polite conversation about school and such, with Severus rising every hour to use the facilities. When they got off the train, Snape said "Now we will have to apparate." "I don't' believe I have the strength to do that professor." Minerva said smiling. Snape frowned mockingly, "Then I suppose I will have to carry you." He picked her up and held her close and they disappeared. By the time they had appeared at Far Heart Villa, Dumbledore had resumed his true form and was kissing Minerva. He carried her inside, and didn't stop.
