"Over here," Auror Harold Robertson yelled as he saw the stone circle.
Harry Potter and Hermione Granger made their way towards the famed Auror with their wands drawn. "What is that," questioned Harry as he eyed the green dome.
"If I remember my rituals correctly," Harold started. "I believe that is the Animagus Mating Ritual based on how she is tied to the slab. Voldemort would not use muggle means when a perfectly good magical way existed unless it affected the ritual. I have read that powerful witches are able to create a protection of sorts but I have never heard of a dome. I believe that green dome is her magic unleashing itself in protection."
"Did we stop the ritual in time," Hermione asked hopeful.
"Afraid not," Harold said with a frown. "The bastards already stated it. The ritual has to be completed or she will die."
Hermione gasped in horror and Harry looked disturbed at the thought. Hogwarts without Minerva McGonagall seemed absurd. "Another animagus has to complete the bond," questioned Hermione as she worked out the situation.
"Aye," Harold answered. "An animagus has to be allowed through her dome of magic, complete the ritual and then mate with her in order to save her."
"Just penetrate or completely ejaculate?" Hermione asked thoughtfully.
Harold whipped his head around to stare at her. "What are you thinking?" he demanded and then looked at Harry for help.
"Is she into blokes or witches," he asked nonchalantly. He understood what Hermione was thinking and he agreed wholeheartedly with her.
Harold looked from one to the other in bewilderment. "This will be a permanent bond," he cautioned. "Minerva will be bound to whoever completes the ritual."
"Or she dies if we don't complete it," Hermione added hotly.
"I can't imagine Hogwarts without Minerva McGonagall," Harry said. Hermione nodded in agreement. "Blokes or witches," he asked once again.
Sighing in frustration at the situation, Harold answered as honest as possible. "The bond must be completed through spilling of seed into her. She's into blokes. She has likely been tortured and raped so be careful with her."
Hermione frowned at that and quickly thought of spells to help. Without warning she projected the spells to Harry and their uses. "Warn me next time Mione," he complained with a frown. "I could of done without the demonstration part."
"Quit whining and use the spells," she said in a bossy tone. "We have to save her!"
"I will," he said as he pecked her cheek with a kiss and changed into a gold and scarlet Phoenix.
Harold and Hermione watched as Harry entered the dome with ease and disappeared within the stone circle. "You would of went through with the ritual if she had been into witches? Even though you are very much straight?" Harold asked Hermione, his curiosity needing to be sated.
She nodded slowly. "She is our generation's Albus Dumbledore. The students united behind her when she was blasted by those stunners. I don't believe she realizes she has been vaulted to such a position either."
"Probably not," Harold agreed as he pulled Hermione into a side hug and waited for Harry to complete the ritual. He loved Minerva like a sister and hoped she would fair well with the ritual being complete.
The druid priest finished the ritual. Harry had learned the man had been held against his will and forced into performing the ceremony. Harry sent the priest up towards Harold and Hermione for help finding his way to a safe place. Now Harry just had to complete his and Minerva's bond. He spelled away her bindings, she had passed out at some part during the ritual before he showed up. Sighing at his horrible luck, he moved her closer to the edge of the stone slab and pushed up her robes to her waist. He vanished her panties and undid his trousers and shoved down his underwear out of his way. Harry said the spells Hermione had shoved into his mind and pulled the witch to him. "Minerva please wake up," he begged her gently.
Her eyes fluttered and she slowly came to consciousness. "What has happened," she asked confused and somewhat disoriented.
"The bond has to be completed," Harry said urgently.
"Let me die," she whispered sadly. "I will be a burden to you."
"You are the only chance Hogwarts has," he said passionately. "Finish the bond Minerva. Please don't make me be a rapist. I can't walk away and let you die," he urged, desperate for her to not give up on life yet. "The Wizarding World needs you. I need you!"
Minerva frowned at his words but she knew she wouldn't allow him to think of himself as a rapist. She reached down and grasped his firm member (thanks to the spell Hermione had projected to him) and guided him to her seeping entrance. "Move," she whispered as she clung to him.
Harry shuttered at the feeling of being buried within her and did as she said. He didn't know how long it took but he ejaculated within her and felt her gush around him. A ribbon of magic swirled around them before disappearing out of sight. Minerva lost consciousness once again. Her body was weaken by her ordeal before it seemed. He whispered a spell to straighten their clothes and then carried the exhausted witch to their friends waiting for them.
Harold, Hermione, Harry and Minerva arrived at a small cottage nestled deep in the Scottish countryside. Harry carried Minerva inside as she was still unconscious and laid her down on the bed upstairs. "I will take care of her," Helen Robertson said with a sad smile.
Harold kissed his wife quickly before moving towards the door. "They had her halfway through the Animagus Mating Ritual," he informed sadly. "Harry completed the bond."
Wide eyed, Helen looked at her husband. "Those bastards," she said aghast. "I'm glad you rescued her before one of them finished the ritual."
"Aye," he agreed. "I wonder what Minerva will think when she realizes she is bound to Harry."
"We shall find out soon enough," she answered. "Go home and check on the Weasley twins. I patched them up and sent them for rest. Will you make sure they eat a meal? I plan on staying until Minerva wakes up."
"Aye love," he said as he kissed his wife lovingly and left the small cottage.
