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Minerva McGonagall smiled faintly as she watched one of her most favourite former student blush and smile at something the wizard standing beside her whispered in one ear. She would never have expected such an intimate public display, not from him. But then again no one could honestly say that they understand all the motivations of a Slytherin. And Salazar Slytherin was the epitome of the House. He was what all Slytherin alumni had tried to be and failed rather badly at it from where Minerva was standing. Because they were all bigots and one who they sought to emulate was anything but a prejudiced bigot.
Minerva was so proud of Hermione; her little lioness had definitely Exceeded Expectations. The Scots witch had always known Hermione was capable of Great things but this… A small tear escaped and trailed down one lined cheek. It had been so long since there was a true Magical Monarch, one who was willing to take a stand and draw a firm line.
Minerva knew her weakness, her unwillingness to forgive or bend. She had made life so difficult for Severus during his tenure as Headmaster. When the truth came out, that Severus had been for the Light all along, Minerva had been ashamed of herself. She spent many weeks examining herself and others around her and made a decision to at least try and give everyone the benefit of doubt. It most definitely had helped when the news came out, that Hermione's Fates-Match was Salazar Slytherin, the Founder himself. Hermione was not one to tolerate slights against those she cared for and from what Minerva was seeing the younger witch was quite fond of her Consort.
Oh yes, Minerva was most definitely proud of Hermione. Hermione Slytherin would go down in history as one of the greatest witches who ever lived.
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