Chapter 2
"It's time to forfeit your robes lass," the heavily Scottish accented wizard named Rory Stewart said as he started opening her robes roughly. "I have many plans for you and all that McGonagall land and prestige."
Minerva could only watch with tears running down her face as Rory Stewart removed her robes. Her heartbeat quickened and her panic soared as the wizard groped her roughly while he undressed her. Rory leered at her, "I bet most of Britain would be surprised by the curves hidden behind those bulky robes you wear."
He grabbed ahold of her hair and then pulled her into a rough kiss. "I am going to enjoy having you around as you birth my heir," the wizard stated happily, a smirk on his lips. "What a powerful heir it will be too?"
Her heart sank as she realized what the lilac colored liquid was. An outlawed Scottish fertility potion (due to its ability to take away the witch's choice in reproducing) had been injected directly into her system. A potion no contraceptives would work against nor would she be able to escape the producing an heir part either. The dark red liquid she assumed was a strong lust potion so she wouldn't fight the wizard but willingly want him in her bed. The wizard laughed at her expression and forced her legs apart and stepped closer to her. He then dipped his fingers beneath her panties and plunged them inside of her repeatedly, roughly, painfully, as she attempted to fight the lust potion flowing through her veins, "You figured out the potions I assume. It took me years to find the ingredients for those potions and then several more to find you in a position I could exploit. Imagine my surprise when it is at a Ministry sponsored event to boot," he laughed cruelly at the fear she knew was showing in her eyes. "The lust and fertility potions are going to ensure you carry my heir and then I will take over the McGonagall lands."
"Try again you bastard," yelled a pissed off Hermione Granger as she whipped her wand around in an intricate pattern and watched with satisfaction as a swirling blue light shot from her wand and found its mark. The wizard was blasted away from Minerva and into a wall where he lay unconscious.
Kingsley, who had ran towards Hermione upon hearing her yell, quickly bound the wizard and rushed to Minerva. He muttered several spells and the immobile Headmistress became freed from her invisible restraints. Minerva closed her legs together automatically. She let out a shaky sob and allowed the tears to flow freely at her narrow escape from Rory Stewart. Kingsley shrugged out of his robes and covered the vulnerable witch before him. Minerva, who had remained quiet other than her sobs, was flushed and a light layer of sweat had started to form on her. "The alarms have been raised and we only have a few minutes before this entire building is locked down. We need to get her out of here before anyone from the press is alerted," Kingsley said to Hermione hurriedly.
Hermione looked at Minerva and knew Minerva wouldn't want to be seen in this condition. "There's no way to flush her system, is there?" she asked Kingsley although she suspected there wasn't.
Kingsley sighed and shook his head no. "Even if there were it wouldn't be accessible in time to help her," he said honestly.
Hermione closed her eyes as tears rolled down her face. "I am sorry my friend," she whispered to Minerva and then looked back at Kingsley. "I can't take her to Hogwarts with all of the male population there. I am positive she wouldn't want that."
Kingsley nodded his agreement to that but didn't know of a place that would be appropriate for her in her current state. "Take her to Potter Estate," Harry Potter said as he walked in. "The wards are top of the line and she will have the privacy she needs." Hermione beamed at him and then raised an eyebrow in a silent question at his appearance. "I was waiting on you so I could make sure you and Minerva made it safely to Hogwarts," he said sheepishly.
Hermione smiled and then extracted her memory of the attack with her wand and placed it in an unbreakable jar she had just created. "Think of the attack so I can extract yours," she said quietly to Minerva. Minerva did as she asked. Hermione repeated the process for Minerva's memory. The young witch handed both jars to Kingsley who took them silently. Hermione then turned her attention to the flushed witch before her. "Harry will you carry her," she asked. "I don't believe she is going to be able to walk."
"Sure," he said as he moved to Minerva and scooped her into his arms. Harry forced his body not to respond to the moan the vulnerable witch allowed to escape her lips when he touched her. "Let's get her out of here before anyone else shows up," Harry stated, very aware of the privacy the witch in his arms valued.
"Kingsley please owl me and keep me informed," Hermione said as they started walking out the door. "There will be no questioning from the Ministry for Minerva. I hope you can find a way to prevent others from seeing those memories but we will understand if you can't."
Kingsley nodded, watched them disappear from sight and then turned to take the bound wizard who he recognized as Rory Stewart to the Ministry for questioning. Kingsley also planned on making a few inquiries from department heads at the Ministry to see if there was anything else he could use against the wizard that dare attempt to attack Minerva McGonagall.