auction - minerva mcgonagall
200 words, by google docs
Minerva's chest hurt. There was something pounding in it that wasn't her heart. Or maybe it was her heart and her heart just wanted to escape. She wouldn't blame it. It was probably going through the same pain that she was going through. If that was the case, then she wouldn't be surprised it wanted to escape. She wanted to escape too, from this awful pain.
Her chest seemed like it was going to burst.
She didn't remember much. She knew that Umbridge tried to take Hagrid. She was running out there to save him. She remembered there was red flashes. Stunning spells, maybe? Did she really get taken down by some stunning spells? She was stronger than that.
She wanted to say that she was fine and she needed to go back to work, but when she opened her mouth, all that came out was a small groan. Someone was at her side right away.
"Just try to relax," a voice said soothingly. Poppy. Minerva tried to sit up, but Poppy just pushed her back down softly.
Minerva wanted to protest, but she couldn't seem to make herself say the words. Her chest feels like it's about to burst.