The First Kiss

By: Snarky Granger

AN: I am sooo sorry for the delay. I got stuck on how to end this glorious little story. I hope you like how I end it. Thank you to the ladies in the HG/MM room for allowing me to bounce off ideas.

Minerva glides down the stairs with her arm wraps around Hermione's for support. She is looking for the young man that broke the young lass's heart. Hermione nudges her for her attention.

"Please don't do anything crazy. I know that you want to exact revenge," Hermione whispers into Minerva's ear.

"Wee lass, you let me worry about him. Don't worry, I won't do anything too harsh." Minerva exclaims with a crinkle in her eye. Minerva feels something hit her leg and remembers why she left the office in the first place. She completely forgot that she has gotten a package from Mr. George Weasley earlier. She had made an agreement with the twins before they left school to send her the new products so she is aware of their effects. She was going to go see Harry with the newest one but she had a better plan. She smirks devilishly as they reach the bottom of the stairs. She turns to speak to Harry.

"Harry, may I speak to you over here?" Minerva points to a corner near the entrance.

"Sure, Minerva." Harry leans over to peck Gin's face. "I'll be right back, love."

Ginny and Hermione watch them talk in the corner and see something is exchanged. "Oh lord, Ron's in trouble," blurted Ginny, who starts giggling with Hermione.

Meanwhile, this is the conversation, "Harry, I just received this potion from George earlier and he said that he needed a subject. Could you slip this into a drink for Ron?" Minerva slips a potion bottle into Harry's hand.

"Do you have any idea what it might do?"

"No." Minerva shakes her head. "He just said that it was a doozy but don't tell Hermione that part. You can tell her it came from George." Harry nods in understanding. "Hopefully it is a fitting punishment for Mr. Ronald Weasley."

Harry looks at Minerva weary and had forgotten that she fiercely protective of Hermione. "I concur because I didn't know he was cheating on her but Hermione's right hook was spot on." Minerva beams, "and her magic that was flowing out of her was unreal. I think I hear Godric murmur your name."

"Hmm…I will have to speak to him later but let's get back to our ladies, shall we?" Minerva turns around and misses Harry's reaction to her usage of our ladies.

They walk back over to Hermione and Ginny giggling.

"Ginny, what's so funny?" Harry asks.

"We just figured out that Ron's in trouble," Ginny laughs even harder as Hermione explains, "because we saw the vial."

"It came from George if you must know," Minerva huffs.

Hermione pats her arm in understanding.

"Let's go in, shall we?" The other three smile at Hermione's suggestion.

Harry holds out his arm for Gin to take and Minerva gives Hermione a small smirk to show support. As the four of them walk into the beautifully decorated Great Hall, Hermione and Ginny gasps at the décor. It reminds them of the Yule Ball but warm colors instead.

"Hermione!"

"Hermione!"

All four heads snap to the left and see Neville Longbottom and Luna Lovegood rushing towards them.

"Are you okay?" Luna engulfs her with a hug while Neville looks on.

"Yes, I am fine now." Hermione pats Luna on her back in appreciation. "Hi Neville."

"Hi Hermione. Glad to see you okay." Neville smiles at his old friend. "I was coming back to finish getting ready when I heard you yelling. I decided to take a detour."

Everyone laughs as Hermione blushes.

"Don't worry, I won't hex you anymore." Harry gaffs at her remark, which earns a glare.

"What? It's funny now but it gave Neville bravery that we all knew he had."

"Quite right, Mister Potter," exclaims Minerva as she pats Neville's back.

"Thank you, Harry!" chuckles Neville, "you too, Professor McGonagall."

"Have either of you seen Mr. Weasley?"

"Yes," Luna chirps in, "He and Lavender are in the far corner." Luna points the corner near the entrance to the gardens.

"Thank you, Miss Lovegood," Professor McGonagall catches Harry's eye and give him a slight nod.

"Right! I need to check on my mate and make sure that Lavender is altogether," Harry pipes in, "Why don't you hang out with these lovely people for a bit and I will come back and sweep you away to the dance floor."

"Alright, Harry, as long as you give Hermione a dance as well." Ginny relents to his statement.

"I will certainly do that," Harry bows to the group before finding the punch bowl for two drinks.

"Shall we all find a table with a view of the poor subjects," drawls Minerva.

Hermione and Ginny starts giggling with Neville and Luna looking confused as they follow.

"The professor gave Harry one of George's untested potions." Gin gaffs at the wide-eye looks on the other couple.

"Serves him, right," mutters Minerva.

"Minerva!" Hermione swats the professor as the other join in the laughing.

They watch Harry walk over to Ron and hands him and Lavender drinks and have a small idle chat before he dismisses himself. He looks around for the group and sees Ginny's waving. He makes his way to the table with a small tray of unlaced drinks to give to everyone.

"Thanks, Harry," grins Hermione as she watches Ron greedily gulp down his laced drink.

The table leans in suspense of finding out what happens next.

*POOF*

"EEK! THERE IS A RAT ON THE TABLE!"

The table bursts into laughter except Minerva, which Hermione notices. She could see that Min's nose was starting to twitch at the scent of the rat. Oh no, I must stop her quickly. Hermione lays a hand on Minerva's arm, which breaks the older woman's attention.

Minerva's ears peek at the sound of a rat. Oh shite…I smell a rat and I want to change to chase it. Minerva's thoughts are broken by a simple, soft touch on the arm. Minerva's dilated eyes turn towards the hand's owner and see the mocha eyes of her possible lover.

"Please don't, Min," Hermione whispered. "I might be still sad but this is enough punishment." Hermione nudges her head towards the squealing Lavender with a redheaded rat scrambling to get to his girl.

Lavender starts to run towards the Grand Entrance to get away but the rat is trying to climb her dress and making small tears at the bottom.

Minerva decides to end Ron's torture for Hermione as the two get to the doorway.

"Finite!" Minerva mutters as she flicks her wrist per George's instructions.

The next thing you hear in the hallway is OOMPH and RIP!

"NOT AGAIN!" Lavender screeches. "RON GET OFF ME YOU OAF!"

Hermione, Harry and Ginny look at each other and start to laugh so hard they were shaking the table.

Minerva, Neville and Luna look on in amusement as they hear Lavender and Ron arguing as they drift out of hearing range.

CLAP

"Alright, let's get this party started," Minerva smiles to the table as she rises from her chair. "I am going to tell the Weird Sisters to start playing. I shall return." Minerva feels a hand on her wrist before she can disappear. She appears over her glasses to see Hermione act shy all of a sudden. "Yes, Hermione?"

"Can I come with you?"

"Certainly!"

Hermione beams as she gets up. "I'll see you four later."

"Bye Hermione!" They chorused. "Bye, Professor!"

"All of you enjoy yourself. You have earned twice over." Minerva dips her head as she holds her arm out, which Hermione takes readily.

"Ginny, remind me to talk to you later about a possible love for Hermione," blurts Harry as he watches them walk away.

"OI! Don't leave us out of it!" Neville chimes in as gestures to himself and Luna.

"Alright, how about lunch in two days' time at the Leaky Cauldron?" All three nods in agreement. Harry hears some soft music start playing and rises from his seat. He turns to his lady and bows, "May I?"

Ginny smiles warmly as she takes his hand and walks with him to the dance floor with Neville and Luna following behind them.

"Minerva?" Hermione squeezes her possible romantic lover's arm.

"Yes, Hermione?" Minerva turns her head to give the young lady her attention.

"Can we talk for a minute over here?" as she points to the door off the side where the Head table.

Minerva gentle lays a hand on her back to steer towards the quiet room and closes the door behind them for privacy.

Hermione is looking around the room and inquires, "Is this the room that the Champions went to during the Tri-wizard Tournament?"

"Yes," snarls Minerva. Hermione takes a step back when she sees the look of disgust on Minerva. The older woman realizes that she scaring the lass and takes a slow, cleansing breath. "Sorry, Hermione, I wasn't too happy with the Headmaster with them allowing Harry to participate."

Hermione lets out a sigh of relief as she nods in agreement. "That year was horrible for me and Harry. We both got shunt by Ron at one point or another." Hermione rubs Minerva's arm when she notices her green eyes flare once more at the mention of her ex.

"That man…" Minerva stops speaking when Hermione draws her in for a hug. It takes her a split second before she wraps her arms around the supple body for her lass. "I need to let it go, don't I?"

"Yes, please." Hermione gruffly whispers. "I honestly don't know if Harry and I are going to keep him as friends after this past two years." The ladies pull back and stare into each other's eyes. "Can we just start slowly with teas and lunch dates and slow work through whatever this is between us?" Hermione gestures.

"That will be fine, Hermione." Minerva smiles, "Do take some time to be with your family and contact me when you are ready, okay?"

Hermione's smile grows with every word that the Headmistress says. "Deal! But I promise not to make you wait too long because I am interested to see where this going."

"Excellent!" Minerva smirks. "Shall we join the others before they get any mischievous ideas?"

Hermione laughs as she loops her arm around Minerva's as they exit the room to have some fun with her fellow graduates. I really hope this works out better than Ron!

I can't wait to learn more about this lovely lass.

They smile at each other one last time before they get interrupted by Harry and Neville looking for dances. The ladies accept and go off into the crowd for a night of dancing and laughs.

THE END