Minerva McGonagall's life is forever changed at 5 years old when she is orphaned, and sent to her aunt's to live. Rating is for things to come.
The spell I used to make Harry Potter mine backfired, now I'm a poor college student. Damn, I already was that!
This started as simply brainstorming on Minerva's background for my other story Another Year Another Problem but quickly grew into this, it's a WIP so we'll see how it goes from here…enjoy! Sorry this chapter is horribly short!
Minerva's Story
2. The Ministry
That 'pop' was an odd sensation. She felt like she was being squeezed hard all around her, than felt an odd popping sensation. She was holding Ms. Lucy, while Albus held Max. Min hoped her doll didn't break more, and Max didn't feel squished like she did. She opened her eyes to see she wasn't anywhere near her house now.
Min first noticed the absence of the summer heat, and scent of a smoldering fire. She was in a building, the air cooler than outside, and not a trace of smoke did linger in the air. The second thing was that everyone here seemed to be dressed how her dad dressed when he went to his job. They all had long robes of varying colors, and materials, the women wore pointed hats, and some of the men carried staffs.
Minerva felt Albus squeeze her hand. She looked up at him with a mixture of fear and awe in her eyes. She had never seen so many wizards. Well, until today she had only seen two, her father of course, and her Uncle Larry. But now to be surrounded by them, in a place where the magic was almost palpable, after the day she had, her poor little body couldn't take it, and she lapsed into a faint.
Albus quickly scooped her up into his arms, shaking his head slightly, and walked to the lifts, Max following along directly behind. "How on earth has she made it this long," he thought to himself, "she's only five. This one is going to be truly remarkable.." Albus strode into the lift and carefully pressed 2 with his right elbow.
When the lift stopped a clear, crisp woman's voice rang out, "Level 2, Minister's office." Albus quickly shifted Min a little in his arms, and walked out of the elevator and into a long hallway, painted a bright red color, with black trim. There were windows all down the hall letting in warm sunlight, even though it was 9:30 at night. Albus turned right out of the lift, then made a left, another left, and a right before arriving at an impressive looking oak door with a plaque on it reading Herbert Houghterson - Minister of Magic.
Albus didn't even need to knock; the door simply swung open the minute he was directly in front of it.
He stepped into the office to find a very distressed looking Minister of Magic behind a desk piled high with papers. He looked up at Albus over these stacks and a look of relief spread over his face, then one of disbelief, then panic. "Albus, how…how is she here, where was she, is she…is she…" he trailed off, unable to say the word that occupied his mind.
Albus held up a hand to silence the man. "No Herb, she isn't dead. She merely fainted downstairs. I suppose the sudden look of the Ministry, after all that happened today was too much. I am surprised she lasted as long as she did." He said sadly looking down at the little girl in his arms as he walked across the room and placed her on a couch.
Herbert sighed a massive sigh of relief at this news. "But Albus, the Aurors said that no one was left, the police said the same thing. They said that the explosion took out everything, there weren't even bodies Albus, that is how bad it was! So where was she? Why couldn't we find her?"
"Because she did not want to be found Herb." Dumbledore said simply, then after a pause continued, "I have a feeling that her accidental magic kicked in, but we will have to wait and see when she wakes up. I felt it was most necessary to get her out of there as soon as possible. I was only there to check the grounds to make sure all of our materials were gone before anyone else could get to them. I have a feeling that's what they were looking for, but it will be a while before we can figure it out. The important thing now is finding out what Minerva knows when she gets up."
He looked over at the couch where she was lying, her dog still by her side, protecting her, and sighed. Too much for such a little girl.
Sorry this is sooooooo freakin' short guys! I have my mid term for the Sociology class I'm taking online this week, so I'm studying like mad!
No I haven't abandoned Another Year, or anything, just taking my time to make sure it's good. Yes I know she saw her mother's body, just something for y'all to ponder!
Quill of Minerva…I do not believe so. I think it will become more of an explanation of why they are so close, how there friendship has blossomed. However, I am making it up as I go!
SherbertKitty… I know it's sad, but Albus to the Rescue, right? Hahaha. I am glad that you like this one!
Midnight'sGone…Thanks for the encouragement!
Tabby Kat