Minerva McGonagall woke up slowly in the early morning hours and smiled as she found herself still wrapped up in Harry's embrace. She had first struggled with the mere notion of Harry completing the ritual but now she was glad he had. She hadn't been bothered by the age gap, she had younger lovers before. She had worried about being bound to someone's every whim and losing herself in the process. Minerva was independent and very much her own witch. She had refused to take her late husband's last name for those same fears. He didn't understand her reasons but had gone along with them.

Minerva knew there would be a backlash from Magical Britain once news of their marriage made headlines but there was nothing to be done about it. Harry was barely an adult. His birthday on July 31st had only been a few months ago. The fact he hadn't finished Hogwarts and that Minerva taught him would fuel the flames when the news hit.

"Stop thinking about it," Harry sleepily said as he pulled her closer to him.

"Can you hear my thoughts," Minerva asked startled by the thought.

"I can," Harry confirmed. "I think it is only because I am touching your mark. I couldn't hear your thoughts last night."

Minerva started to move away from him so her thoughts could be private once more. Harry pulled her into him where he was spooning her. He gripped her right hand with his and guided her hand to behind his ear. Suddenly she was bombarded with images of Harry's life and his thoughts and feelings. She gasped in suprise. "I found my mark late yesterday," he said as he caressed her hip bone. "I thought it would be like your animagus form but it's not. It is a lioness."

"Let me see," Minerva said as she moved out of his embrace and turned towards him.

Harry shifted his head lower so Minerva could see his mark easier. The lioness was small and easily hidden by his hair and ear. Sandy tan in color, sparkling green eyes and a deep reddish patch above its left breast. "Beautiful," she breathed as she touched it.

"It is," Harry said. "I haven't figured out why it is behind my ear or a lioness instead of a tabby cat though."

"I have no answer for the location," Minerva said. "I know why that form though."

Minerva quickly changed into a lioness, one exactly like his mating mark. Suprise showed on Harry's face as he studied her. "You're gorgeous," he complimented. "You have a second form. I didn't realize that was possible."

Minerva quickly changed back and grinned. "There is no known record of anyone having two forms. There is a myth Merlin did but nothing to prove it," she answered. "No other person knows about my second form. I was still a student when I managed to transform into both forms. The castle itself spoke to me and cautioned me to hide my abilities. I never revealed the lioness form to anyone else."

"Amazing," Harry replied. "I didn't realize Hogwarts could communicate with others. I will give it a try the next time I'm there."

Minerva smiled brilliantly before swinging her leg and straddling her husband. She leaned down and kissed him softly, teasingly. "Show me your animagus form," she breathed, a grin plastered on her lips.

"Later," he replied as tangled his hands in her loose flowing hair. "I'm going to make you scream my name right now."

With that said, Harry rolled them so she was on the bottom. He kissed his way down her body paying special attention to each scar. He nipped and kissed until he made it to her womanly folds. Pushing her thighs apart, he dived right in and made her squeal. He allowed his fingers and tongue to explore until she did indeed scream his name sometime later.

She laid against the pillows panting for breath as he watched her. He smirked at the look of satisfaction on her face. "You are entirely too good at that for your age," she said once she got her body under control.

Minerva yelped when Harry flipped her onto her belly and pulled her hips up. He wrapped his arm around her and laid his palm against her mating mark. He entered her unexpectedly and Minerva's protest died before it could pass her lips. She moaned deeply, primal even, as he pounded into her from behind.

Her back arched and her eyes closed as he took her. There was no other way to say, he was taking her body to places it had never been. To highs it had never felt before. Minerva felt as if her body was consumed by him, by a wild overwhelming fire consuming every inch of her. Liquid fire coiled in her belly and she felt she would explode any moment now.

He is feeling what I feel, she realized. His palm was still firmly on her mating mark. She reach back with her hand hand and felt his mark. His desire consumed her and his feelings overloaded her already overwhelmed body. She screamed his name as a powerful orgasm ripped through her. His body stiffened behind her and she knew no more.


The next time she woke up, she was alone in bed. A note and Scottish belle laid on Harry's pillow. A warm bath is ran and an outfit laid out for you. Please join me downstairs when you can. I will have brunch waiting for you! Harry.

A smile graced her lips as she thought about her young husband. He had certainly suprised her this morning. That was the best orgasm of my life she mused. Her body flushed at the mere thought of it. He had loved her old body like no one else had. With a grin she rolled out of bed and headed towards the promised bath. She wouldn't keep him waiting too long.

"Harry," she called as she stepped into the empty kitchen an hour or so later.

"On the back porch," he hollered back. Minerva spied the back door and headed out. "Good morning," he greeted and dropped a quick kiss on her cheek.

Minerva smiled at the gesture and took in the view. A cosy table for two was set with a variety of appetizers and fresh fruits. A tea set was there along with a jug of pumpkin juice. She sat down at his instruction and enjoyed the wonderful Scottish countryside view while they ate and got to know one another better.