I have created OOC super-fluff Narcissa so if you don't like that, well i'm sorry it just happened. A bit of Weasley family interaction in this one and towards the end there finally confirmation that the Main Nasty is still around.
Reviews most welcome.
Minerva was sitting in her office that afternoon when Poppy and Rolanda walked into the space. They moved over to the desk and sat down in suddenly conjured chairs in front of the other woman. When they both opened there mouth to speak, the woman who hadn't looked up from the letter she had been reading, raised a hand and immediately silenced them. It was almost another agonisingly silent 5 minutes before the Headmistress set down the letter and looked at the women across from her.
"Before you ask, there is a lot I cannot tell you. I can tell you how ever that during a confrontation with Thorfinn Rowle several months ago caused Hermione to attempt to escape by taking on her animagus form. It was her first time transforming and something went wrong. She became a tiger as opposed to her true animagus form and was hit by a permanent sleeping spell. She has been in a zoo ever since, which was where I found her." Minerva begins her explanation.
"She became a tiger instead of the otter? But how?" Rolanda asked confused.
"It was because it seems every human has a Daemon. Like an animal spirit connected to them. Hermione Daemon is Rogue, the tiger. Newt Scamander also has an awakened Daemon. That was how it took so long to get Hermione back. Magic seems to effect the Daemon differently. Rogue was able to fight off the sleeping spell but Hermione was not. Rogue had total control and no guidance. Narcissa and I accidentally woke Hermione the first night. Hermione and Rogue also killed Lucius Malfoy." Minerva continues the explanation answering her friends questions.
"Wow that is... what caused that to happen?" Poppy inquired completely awed by this information.
"That's some of the I cant tell you bit. It wasn't pleasant for her. Regardless now she is back she is... different and, my is she appealing to me." Minerva spoke seriously and her friends both rolled their eyes.
"That was blatantly apparent given the little display in the hall this morning. So are you bedding the lass?" Rolanda cast a teasing grin.
"No. She has a bit of a vendetta she wants to settle before getting into anything but when she is ready I fully intend to give her what ever she wants. I... Hermione Granger, gosh... she's always had a special place you know. Now she wants me and I cant deny her anything." Minerva sighs softly.
It was terrifying and exhilarating that Hermione was inclined to pursue a relationship with her. She had always been proud of the smartest witch of her age but only in the last few years had that pride turned to something akin to love. Hermione had stated that she wanted to possess Minerva, she made it sound like the Headmistress was something to be owned and for the life of her Minerva wanted to belong to that young woman.
Hermione was hell bent on destroying Scabior, Minerva knew that it perhaps was not the wisest way to go but she wouldn't stop her. The ex-snatcher had taken far too much from Hermione, had altered her future entirely. He deserved what ever Hermione was planning to give him and would even help the brunette find him. Then when it was over she was hoping to give a potentially, temporarily, aimless Hermione something to focus on.
"I'll admit, this incredible. She scared the hell out of Septima though." Rolanda smirked remembering that morning.
"I'll just bet. Cheeky little otter." Minerva chuckled and the group settled in to share a few drinks before dinner.
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"So you really spoke to the Prophet? What did you say?" Narcissa was sitting at the dinner table with Hermione that evening eating roast duck and baked vegetables.
"It was Rita. She was down at Gringotts when I went to try and get some of my money out of the bank. I don't imagine an entirely truthful article but, Scabior will hopefully know I am back which should, i'm hoping, worry him." Hermione explained before taking another bite of baked carrot.
"Smoke in a fox hole. Not a bad idea." Narcissa nodded approvingly.
"Right. I got my new wand, all thanks to Min though, the Goblins didn't think I was me. No key or original wand to prove it." Hermione huffed, since learning of the dragon being illegally imprisoned and tortured in the bowels of the bank she had had very little respect left for the nasty little creatures.
"Oh well at least Min got you enough for a wand. How did getting one go for you? Its harder to be chosen by a second wand isn't it?" Narcissa was interested, she had had her own wand since she was 11.
"It was rough. It took a long time and finally Ollivander decided to put out some of the older wands he had. This one picked me and I hate to say it but it feels better than the first one did." Hermione explains pulling her new wand from the sleeve of her jacket and handing it to Narcissa.
Narcissa picked up the wand and was instantly surprised, she knew exactly what this wand was and was a little shocked it had picked Hermione. Yet when she thought about it it made complete sense that the wand chosen the driven brunette.
"10 ¾ inch, pliable. Aspen right? With a... Dragon Heartstring core?" Narcissa asked for confirmation.
"Wow, you know your stuff Cissa." Hermione nodded answering the question, she had to swallow her food before speaking.
"Wandlore has always intrigued me. I would have loved to be apprenticed." Hermione tilts her head looking curiously at the woman.
"Why didn't you pursue it?" She asked the older woman who seemed rather awed by her wand.
"Lucius. Mother and Father. Bellatrix. Pure blood crap." Narcissa handed the wand back and Hermione left it sitting on the table while she finished off her food.
"That had to suck yeah?" Hermione leaned back in her seat and watched Narcissa finish her meal before speaking.
"Parts of it. I wont lie Hermione. For a long time I bought into the Pure blood supremacy. Muggle borns were a blight. Magic thieves. I learned quickly that that wasn't the case but how could I speak out? Bellatrix was insane and Lucius well... Exactly." Narcissa didn't fail to see Hermione's eyes change to Rogues.
"We understand. Lets go upstairs. I'd love to lay down." Hermione urges.
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"Lu, you home?" Rolf calls as he steps from the fireplace into the small cottage the two had been living in for the last few months.
"Kitchen." Luna calls out and Rolf makes his way into the kitchen to find his bride to be eating some pudding. He cant help but smile at the sight.
"Hello Sweetheart. How was visiting with your grand parents?" Luna offers the pudding on the spoon to her love and he gladly accepts the bite.
"Actually it was great. I told him our plans and he is willing to help us out. He is going to find some books for us, muggle and magical that might be able to help us. How ever he pointed out a problem and i'm not sure how to remedy it." Rolf was chipper until he remembered that one little spanner in his plan.
"What's the problem?" Luna frowned not liking that they already had a problem.
"Well grandfather pointed out that we don't know what we are doing. So much in that we don't know if we need to find a way to restore fertility or completely regrow reproductive organs or if we simply need to repair what is damaged." Luna frowns deeper realising it was a rather large oversight on their part.
"I will owl her and see if she wants to get lunch sometime soon. I will find out. In the mean time we can simply get organised hm?" Luna suggests wisely and Rolf smiles.
What had first drawn Rolf to Luna was the shared interest in creatures all over the world, visible and invisible ones. He had gotten to know the eccentric witch and though he could see how truly Ravenclaw she was he wondered if she mightn't have made a wonderful Gryffindor. After all, Luna's closest friends were Gryffindors and she got into a good share of trouble with them. Not only did Luna love animals, but she was also very intelligent, fun and brave as well as very pleasant. He quickly realised she was the perfect catch and set to wooing her, it worked out well for him.
"My gorgeous Ravenclaw. So smart." He chimes happily and Luna moves from her seat gently pushing Rolf down into a seat and sit sideways in his lap happily feeding him pudding.
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"So Hermione is back and healthy?" Molly pressed for information from her youngest children and their significant others.
"She seems really good mum. She's been trapped in the body of a tiger but with the help of Newt Scamander they were able to get her back. She seems good though." Ginny chimes around a bite of chicken.
"Seems good?" Arthur speaks up, he had been following the conversation with interest.
"She's a bit different. Way more confident than she used to be and she seems... I don't know..." Harry trails off not sure what to say.
"Like she could explode at any given moment? I mean worse than old Hermione." Ron supplies slightly hesitantly.
"Yeah. I guess maybe she is angry about being stuck as a tiger?" Ginny offers the suggestion and since no one has any better ideas they nod.
"Well alright. She agreed to come to dinner tomorrow right? Where did you say she was staying?" Molly was worriedly picking at her own meal.
"She did and she is staying with my mum. Apparently mum offered to let her live there and Hermione didn't want to live with a bunch of boys. She seems to get along with my mum quite well." Draco speaks up and George smirks.
"Of course. From what I hear Hermione gets along with the ladies quite well these days." The red head speaks up with a mischievous look in his eyes.
"What is that suppose to mean?" Molly inquires confused at the comment.
"Just that Hermione is very proud and apparently very proud with Minerva McGonagall." George chuckles but Molly still looks a little confused.
"What are you implying?" Arthur was just as confused as his wife.
"Hermione is a lesbian, guys." Ginny informs before taking another bite of food.
"What? Don't be absurd. Hermione? Really?" Molly blusters not quite believing it.
"Oh no its true. She used to spend a lot of free time with Luna before 7th year. We always thought she was studying but apparently it was Luna's lips she was studying." Harry explains seriously and Arthur looks confused.
"Sweet little Luna Lovegood was spending her spare time snogging Hermione?" The patriarch asked a little disbelieving.
"Yeah. Ask her next time you see her. That cats out of the bag. Anyway now Hermione has Minerva McGonagall." Draco shrugged and picked at the bread in front of him.
"Hermione and Minerva? You know... it works." Arthur nodded as he fully agreed with his own opinion.
"That's what I was saying! The boys think its weird." Ginny throws her hands up glad someone agrees with her.
"It is weird! Our best friend is shagging the Headmistress." Ron huffs like its obvious.
"They aren't actually shagging yet. Hermione said she has to get something in order before she wants to go to far with Minerva." Ginny explains mildly though it makes the others frown slightly.
"She also said that she has seen Minerva naked was very pleased with what she saw." Ginny added without needing prompting.
"How has she seen her naked but not gone to bed with her?" Molly asked confused and Draco swallowed at the devious smirk Ginny sent his way.
"Because Minerva, feeling a bit frisky a few nights ago, propositioned Narcissa and they had sex. Hermione was still Rogue at the time and they didn't think about that while they were getting busy with a tiger in the room." Ginny and George both snickered at the disgusted look on Dracos face.
The Weasley's had easily accepted Draco and eventually his mother but it was still quite enjoyable to tease the Slytherin. When Draco and Ron had started dating it had been a field day for George who teased the boys relentlessly. Draco had won the lone twins respect when he made a rather serious comment about penis size and was able to back that up with proof. George had then turned his attention to his baby brother, much to Ron's dismay.
"Salazar's snake, you could have kept that to yourself." Draco made gagging sounds which rather amused the family.
"Well, it does seem a little sudden but Hermione has had enough taken from her in her few short years so if Minerva is something she wants. Well good for her." Molly spoke up seriously and the family all nodded their agreement.
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When Hermione woke up the following morning she was laying on her back on top of the bed she and Narcissa had been lounging on the night before as they talked. Hermione had been a bit interested in the inner workings of Death Eaters and Snatchers and Narcissa willingly told her all she knew which wasn't a whole lot. There were two other bodies on the bed with her and after taking a deep breath she knew one of those was Minerva. The smell of Ginger and Whiskey giving the woman away.
The other body was obviously Narcissa who was using Hermione's belly as a pillow and had one of her hands sandwiched between Hermione's upper thigh and Minerva's knee. The older woman had her head on Hermione's shoulder and a leg thrown across the brunettes thighs and a hand gently cupping Hermione soft left breast through her shirt. Hermione was flat on her back with one arm around Minerva's shoulders and the other under the pillow her head was on. She felt a little stiff but was far to content to move right now and instead shut her eyes and drifted back to sleep.
When she woke the second time it was because of Narcissa rubbing her face on Hermione's belly before rolling onto her back and lifting and then dropping her head back down. The hard skull caught Hermione's hip bone making the brunette yelp at the sharp pain. Hermione hissed softly which combined with the pained yelp woke Minerva who mumbled something incoherent before lifting her head and blinking her eyes open before squinting at the morning light in the room. Hermione smirked when she realised her witch must have been feeling a little hung over.
"Wassappened?" Minerva mumbled tiredly and Hermione couldn't fight her giggle.
"Hey sleepy, i'm glad you came." Hermione cooed not too loud at the witch she aimed to make hers in the not too distant future.
"Wanted to see you." Minerva dropped her head back down on Hermione's shoulder.
"Shh... too early." Narcissa rolled and with her eyes still closed moved so she was laying along Hermione's side and buried her face in the brunettes pillow. She was laying across Hermione's arm face down and pressed against Hermione's side but had her arms stretched up also under the pillow, it was uncomfortable for Hermione.
"It's almost 9." Hermione points out looking at the clock in the room.
"It's Saturday." Minerva points out her hand no longer idle over Hermione's clothes breast. Her thumb was brushing back and forth over a quickly hardening nipple.
"Min..." Hermione's tone was somewhere between warning and encouraging.
"Yes?" Minerva asked far more awake now.
Hermione was going to respond when Minerva shifted, her leg slid between Hermione's her thigh pressing up into the younger woman's crotch. Hermione groaned softly and shifted, her intent was to remove herself from beneath the woman but she soon began to panic when she couldn't move because of Narcissa.
"Min stop..." Hermione's voice was far huskier than she wanted it to be, it was no wonder that Minerva didn't listen to her.
Hermione wriggled a little biting her lip as this caused friction she might have enjoyed if she wasn't trying to hide how broken she was. This wasn't Minerva's fault but with Hermione's inability to move and Minerva's reluctance to stop Hermione was getting upset fast. With a soft whimper of distress that could easily be confused with one of need Hermione pushed with her one arm with all her might. It was just enough to manage to get out from between the two witches.
Hermione abruptly crawled off the bed and stood at the end her eyes shimmering between yellow cats eyes and chocolate brown. Minerva looked at her confused and swallowed anxiously when Hermione's eyes settled on a hard yellow. She quickly realised something was wrong but for the life of her, in her semi-hungover and sleepy state, couldn't figure out what it was.
"I wont bottom for anyone." Hermione practically spat the words that startled both, suddenly very awake, witches.
Before either could say anything the young brunette turned on her heel and stalked out of the room trying to fix her hair with her hands but to no avail. Minerva and Narcissa watched the little witch leave before turning to one another. Narcissa looked a little confused while Minerva looked a mix of both confused and apologetic.
"What did I do?" Minerva frowned trying to think it through.
"Minnie... she was raped remember?" Narcissa supplied softly and Minerva groaned with the realisation of what she had done.
"Bugger." Narcissa shifted closer and cupped the Headmistress' cheek in her hand.
"Yep." The younger witch says before patting her cheek and dropping herself down with an arm looped around the headmistress and her head on her shoulder.
"Cissy I should go and talk to her." Minerva tries even as she flops back against the pillows.
"No. This is Hermione and she is obviously trying not to show just how broken she is by what happened. Give her a little time and then go and apologise to her for not stopping when she asked. She will understand. She is totally in love with you." Narcissa mumbles against the headmistress' chest.
"You're right but I don't think she loves me. Not yet at least." Minerva mumbles feeling horrible.
"Are you kidding? That girl is definitely in love with you. She is just determined to get this one thing out of the way before fully committing to you." Narcissa was amused at the thought Minerva could be so clueless.
"You think?" Minerva asked with interest.
"No. I know." Narcissa says seriously while snuggling right into the woman beside her.
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Hermione Granger. Girl Gone Missing Finally Found.
Article by Rita Skeeter
The Golden Girl, 1/3 of the Golden Trio that saved muggle and wizarding world alike of the tyranny of Voldemort has been found alive and well. Having gone missing several months ago Auror's have been looking tirelessly for the young Heroine. Some of you thought she may simply have run off with some handsome Quidditch player or Dragon Tamer though the more popular theory was that the brightest witch of her age had been defeated and killed in battle while helping round up now aimless Death-eaters.
All these theories were wrong, after all the young witch would soon curl up with a book than a romantic partner and she is, lets not forget, Hermione Granger, the brightest witch of her age and a proven duellist. As it happens the young woman had been bested but only by foul play as she had been caught in the back by a stunning spell while duelling Thorfinn Rowle, a Death Eater that was found dead late last year.
Hermione herself explained that when she got her bearings from being stunned she was detained by the two men. In a last ditch effort to escape death she wandlessly cast the animagus final incantation. Though admitting she is an otter she explained that in her desperation something went wrong and instead of the small aquatic creature she became a tiger instead. She explained that as the tiger, with its fiercely aggressive instincts, she was able to best and maul Rowle but using a powerful sleeping spell long thought dead Snatcher Scabior was able to get away.
The golden girl, who I spoke to outside of Ollivander's yesterday morning, explained that she had been trapped, her conscience asleep, with in the body of a tiger who had been able to fight off the effects of the sleeping spell within a few hours. The apparently highly aggressive and constantly furious tiger was taken to a zoo where eventually she was discovered by none other than Headmistress Minerva McGonagall.
Recently freed of the tigers body Hermione Granger was setting out to get her life back in order, starting with reacquainting with friends and acquiring a new wand, courtesy of Headmistress McGonagall herself. Hermione explained she was having trouble accessing her vault in Gringotts having lost her key and wand and so must rely on others for funds for a time.
When asked what Hermione planned to do next with her life Hermione had this to say...
"I plan to get myself set up and then I plan to hunt down at that coward snatcher. He took too much from me and I plan to get it back."
When asked what was taken from her Hermione's countenance shifted completely and her final words were rather unbelievable and frankly, her tone was chilling.
"He has my scarf."
The Girl Found stated seriously before turning and walking into Ollivander's Wand Shop. It was clear that the conversation was over but things were only starting to heat up in the Golden Girls life. We at the Daily Prophet wish her good luck in her next quest.
Scabior had read the article several times before finally sitting back in the dingy chair in a dusty abandoned cabin on the outskirts of a magic village. He lifted his hand and stroked the dirty, torn scarf that was once pink but now resembled more of a grey. He could only hope that the mudblood failed to find him as he knew, without a doubt, that if the witch found him his life would be forfeit. It was positively terrifying, the mere thought of the way he would die if the vengeful witch found him.
"Bugger."
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When Minerva finally ventured downstairs she failed to find the young witch she was hoping to apologise too. She had searched through the downstairs but couldn't find her, that was until she wandered into the kitchen where she found the brunette working on a late breakfast beside the small house-elf. Minerva stared for a moment before clearing her throat softly and gaining the young witches attention. Hermione turned when Merop insisted she could handle flipping pancakes.
"Hermione I..." Hermione held up a hand, silencing the woman and then strode up to the Headmistress her confidence had returned.
"You do not need to apologise for anything so please done. I... I might not be as ok as I make out to be. I can be, and I will be and I fully intend to be intimate with you. Hopefully soon but... I cant be on the ... I cant think about you because al I can remember is them and it... they took too much." Hermione says gently her usually fierce chocolate eyes now sad.
"You don't have to be ok for me. I would never have made you feel that way if I had known I can assure you. If we are going to do this, and I desperately hope we are, you need to know you can talk to me about anything. I expect you too." Minerva says gently, almost hesitantly reaching out and pulling Hermione closer by the hips.
"I know. I will. I promise. I was being a fool." Hermione spoke apologetically as she looped her arms around Minerva's neck and gently pulled her down into a gentle kiss.
The kiss was gentle with no heat and a lot of tenderness, a display not of lust or desire but of feelings shared. Hermione had had a crush on Minerva for a long while and though she didn't know exactly how the woman felt about her it was obvious by this kiss that Minerva did have feelings for her. If the kiss wasn't enough the Headmistress' words that followed were adequately convincing.
"I'm going to fall deeply in love with you very soon." Minerva stated in a soft voice, her usually stern emerald eyes were soft with emotion.
"And I you, Headmistress. Very soon indeed." Hermione practically purred the words affectionately before pulling the woman back into another kiss.
