(a/n - sorry, I have lots on so updates are short and sparse. Bear with. The story will get done, just in maybe more chapters than necessary. Reviews are love, by the way!)
Nice Things...
Minerva watched the fight lying as still as she possibly could. This was due to the fact that healers were taking the alive people out of the midst, and Minerva had no desire to be taken away from these 2 men, and the battle that would determine her future. If Grindelwald won, then she was destined for a lifetime of being his sex toy, merely an item he could use at his pleasure. Whereas, on the other hand, if the auburn haired man won, she knew that she would live a happy and fulfilling life. She didn't know exactly how she knew this, but she knew that it linked to the strange visions and the mysterious Frenchman. Then, it suddenly hit her. He was the Frenchman. Minerva stayed as still as possible as some aurors came past her.
"I would say they're all dead." one said, without checking with a spell. Time was precious for the healers, and they knew those who were alive would let them know. And all of the alive people did notify them so they could be helped. Except Minerva. She stayed, and as she drifted in and out of sleep, her mind was filled with nice things about what her life could be like with the man with the ginger hair.