A story that relates Harry Potter and Minerva McGonagall.
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters, or settings or anything, everything you see here except the storyline belongs to JK Rowling.
(This is my first fic so don't be too critical)
Thank you all for your great reviews! I cannot update very regularly and I have to make the chapter short, as I am very busy!
Minerva walked into the Great Hall and breathed a sigh of relief…she had found Harry at last. "Harry…we're so sorry, it has hurt us too, please try and realise how hard it was for us to leave you with those people."
Harry spun round. "Why did you do it if it hurt you so much? Don't you think that you could have at least told me when I was in my First Year, I mean now I'm just about to go into Fourth Year, why wait until now?"
A door at the end of the hall opened and a tall, slim young woman with long auburn hair and green eyes ran up to Minerva. Slowing down as she approached them she panted "I he here yet? I'm so sorry that I'm late! Who's this that you're talking to?"
Harry turned round. "Persephone." Said Minerva "This is Harry, Harry this is your REAL Aunt Persephone!"
Persephone said, "So this is you! Well…obviously you are you…but…it's soooo good to see you Harry!"
"This…is…my…aunt!" said Harry
Minerva braced herself for the storm, but it didn't come.
"Nice to meet you!" said Harry "So did you have any more children?"
"Well…" said Minerva, "The clan is coming tonight to see you. There is also Apollo, Sofia, Linda, and Andrew besides from Persephone."
"Wow!" said Harry.