Minerva walked into the staff meeting with her head held high. Her normal green teaching robes were replaced with black ones. She decided to be neutral now that she was Headmistress of Hogwarts. It wouldn't do to be accused of being biased. Her more darker hair twisted in her strict bun on her head. Minerva inwardly sighed when she heard gasps throughout the room. She knew they were reacting to her younger appearance. "Good morning," she greeted cheerfully.
"Morning," she heard returned by some.
"The return of my magic has left a few changes in my appearance as you can clearly see," she said briskly. "This is my true form and I shan't be hiding it."
"It would be a travesty if you did," Fred said honestly.
"You are gorgeous," George spoke sincerely.
"Bloody gorgeous," Rolonda Hooch added then injected. "And she can play quidditch!"
"Drop dead gorgeous and don't forget how intelligent she is," Hermione Granger said smirking.
"She is the perfect witch! Marry us Minnie Love," Fred and George exclaimed much to the room's amusement.
Minerva rolled her eyes at their antics. "Behave gentlemen," she threatened laughingly. She was thankful they had made a very awkward situation into a light one by making a joke of it! "Now shall we begin this meeting? We have a school to run."
Minerva smiled at each staff member as she forged ahead with the meeting. She had plans to finalize and ideas to run by her staff. She had a school to fortify and she needed ideas on how to do so. She would ensure they wouldn't lose control of Hogwarts again!
Minerva chose to be a few minutes late to lunch today. She knew her younger appearance would be discussed heavily amongst the students and she felt it would be best to get it out of the way. Taking a deep breath, she pushed the doors open and waltzed into the Great Hall. Minerva smiled as she heard the gasps, whispers and mummurs of the students.
"Bloody hell," a Ravenclaw student said. "McGonagall is hot!"
"What happened to the Headmistress," a Hufflepuff student asked. "She looks so young."
She grinned as she listened to all of the students on her way. Some of their theories were wild but amusing all the same. "Hello all," she greeted as she took her place in the center of the table.
"You have caused quite the stir," Vector said with a smile.
"Aye," Minerva agreed as she smiled widely.
Suddenly, a trill sounded and Amethyst soared into the Great Hall and landed on Minerva's shoulder. The students immediately noticed the Headmistress' new familiar and the tales of her appearance became even wilder. "Hello my dear," she cooed as she rubbed the bird's belly affectionately.
Amethyst rubbed her head on Minerva's cheek before swiping a piece of meat off Minerva's plate and flying out of the hall. Minerva grinned at the cheeky bird. "I like the new look," Amethyst thought. "Maybe you should wear your hair down and really shock them!" Minerva merely laughed at her familiar's words.
Minerva paced in her office like a caged lion this evening. She was fine at lunch and then an hour or so later she couldn't focus. What is wrong with me she wondered then paused at a sudden thought. What if it isn't me? What if something is wrong with Harry? she thought with a frown.
Minerva quickly made her way out of her office and took rarely used hallways to get to Harry's classroom quickly. She disillusioned herself and quietly peered into the room. Harry was alone and pacing back and forth along the room. Minerva frowned and removed her disillusionment charm. "Harry," she questioned as she walked to him.
He met her gaze but continued to pace. "I received an Owl I don't want to deal with now," he answered honestly. "Or ever," he muttered under his breath.
Minerva's increased hearing capabilities allowed her to hear him. She frowned as he paced aimlessly around the room. She waved her hand and warded and silenced the room. She walked to him and wrapped her arms around him. "Maybe I could provide you with a distraction," she purred as she kissed his mating mark.
"Bloody hell," he uttered as a fire built in him. "Is this how you feel when I kiss your mark?"
"Yes," Minerva answered, understanding in her eyes. "Love me," she whispered as she waved her hand and removed their clothes.
"With pleasure," he answered as he bent and licked her mating mark.
Her body flooded with need. He kissed her with such passion she shook with pleasure. "Oh Harry," she uttered as he grapsed the back of her thighs and lifted her to his waist. She wrapped her legs around him and her arms wrapped around his shoulders. She kissed and nipped at his neck as he carried her to the desk.
A wave of his hand pushed everything off his desk and onto the floor. He thought of nothing else but joining their bodies. He gently sat her on the desk and beckoned her to lay back. He pulled her to the edge of the desk and entered her ready body swiftly. They both shuddered at the feelings coursing through them. Harry moved fast, gripping her hips to steady his movements. He pounded into her roughly but it only heightened Minerva's pleasure. She purred and gasped. All to soon, she exploded into escasy and screamed his name.
Harry didn't stop his movements but leaned back somewhat and repositioned her legs to his shoulders. He held her backside in his hands as he pushed deeper into her. Minerva opened her eyes and stared in wonder at her husband. The new position felt so good and had her moaning lustily.
Minerva became lost in the pleasure flowing through her body. Her veins flowed with hot lava it seemed and sweat covered their bodies as Harry continued to pivet into her. Minerva clenched her womanly folds experimentally and smirked as Harry moaned guttural. "Gods Min," he breathed.
Satisfied with the sound he made, she did it again and again and again until they both cried out to each other. Harry spasmed and flood her with his seed. He shakily eased her bottom back on the desk and collapsed onto her breathing heavily. An overwhelming feeling flowed through her so Minerva gave in to it. She wrapped her arms around Harry and thought of their bed. In a cloud of fire, she moved them from Harry's classroom to their bed chambers and onto their bed. Suprised, Harry looked at Minerva in wonder. "How did you do that?"
"I had an overwhelming, internal urging to do it and allowed my magic to take over," she replied tiredly. "Can we discuss it later? I feel sleep pulling me in."
Harry nodded his head and rolled them over so she rested more on him. Magically he covered them and held her as she fell into dreamland completely satisfied. He studied her intently until sleep claimed him too.
