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You have seen your neighbors many times, after all, it is impossible not to notice them. One with her white hair and a figure of a model makes anyone shiver when she gets too close. Her frosty aura can cool everyone’s enthusiasm, you know that because you asked. A lot of people have contact with her as she is the mayor of your city. Everyone considers her a cruel and cold person, but to you, she was always nice, and her smile melted all the ice in your heart.
Her partner is a bit of a different story. Children like her, even love her. What about the parents? Parents don’t want to get in her way because she likes to rule them. And when they try to oppose it? Suffice it to say, no one has tried it for a long time. So long that almost everyone has forgotten what happened to those who tried. Perhaps for the better, no one is trying to find out what happened to the Baker family anymore. This time, you also didn’t understand why people saw her that way. After all, someone working in a school can’t be bad. She was never like that to you, always smiling, praising all your work and helping to organize any parties.
They were a strange couple. They were in love with each other, everyone will say it and you knew it, but at the same time, when you were alone with one of them, you felt uncomfortable. They both stood close to you, very close that you most often touched some part of your body. You won’t say it wasn’t pleasant, especially since both women were very attractive, but they were in a relationship! They shouldn’t be with you that long and become familiar with you like that.
That’s why you were surprised when Mayor Freya invited you to the cinema for the movie you planned to go to, but the tickets were sold out for the next spectacle. Your first reaction was to decline, but when Freya explained that she didn’t want to go alone, you changed your mind. After all, it’s nothing bad, and you can return for the ticket later. Mary Poppins reportedly proposed such a solution herself when she urgently needed to leave the city.
While you were waiting in front of the hall on Freya with your popcorn, you were accosted by a big man. You knew him only by sight, and you know that he always causes problems with his addiction. You did not know how to defend yourself, you were too weak mentally and physically, and a twice as big guy wanted to take you with him to make his night pleasant. You didn’t know how to deal with the big hand holding your arm when you suddenly felt a tug. The man landed on the ground and Freya was standing next to you with popcorn in one hand.
She looked at you and for a moment you saw the great fury in her eyes. When she noticed your reaction, that you backed up at the sight of her, she immediately softened and extended her hand to you, waiting for you to catch her. It took you a while, but you knew this woman, she wouldn’t hurt you, and she was just defending you.
Throughout the movie, she was touching you, and this was brushing the hair from your cheek that was constantly slipping out from behind your ear, and this was touching your hand when you wanted to take popcorn at the same moment and her bare foot was stroking your calf every now and then. She took off her high heels almost at the beginning, explaining that she wasn’t going to sit in them when it’s not needed. You were wearing your favorite summer dress, and every time her foot touched you higher and higher, you adjusted it down, although it was impossible for it to go up.
You tried to focus, but it was very difficult because of all the gentle touches from the Mayor and the breath on your cheek as she leaned over to you to comment on something in the movie happening. You had the feeling that she was doing it on purpose to take you to the limit. You didn’t know what the point of it was. At one point you thought that maybe she and Mary Poppins had argued, so she is now with you at the cinema and not on the road with her beloved as it usually happens.
When her fingers touched your neck after she once again brushed your hair from your forehead, you were fed up. Enough of her games, teasing you, and you’ve decided that the next time you are alone, you will not move away from her, just encourage her to do these forbidden activities. After all, it would not be your relationship that would be broken, and you would get the tension you have craved for a long time.
You were glad the movie was over, even though it was such a great movie that you had been waiting for several months. You’ll have to watch it again anyway, because you don’t know what exactly was going on in it.
Freya offered to walk you home when she noticed you winced at the sight of another drunk man. You were very grateful to her, and you thanked her especially that she would have to walk to her own home, quite a long distance. Therefore, you were not surprised to hear how you propose that she stay with you for the night. After all, you were supposed to encourage her if you were alone with her again.
You opened the wine, and you sat on your living room couch to chat and watch a movie together. Freya conducted the conversation as she handles all her affairs in life. You got the feeling that she knew the answers to questions when, after hearing them, she knew immediately without thinking what to ask next. You also knew a lot about her, but mainly public information.
The whole time, she was focused more on you than on the movie, and for a moment you wondered what the movie was for. But you realized that you are saving yourself with it when you don’t want to look into her blue eyes. You felt as if you were paralyzed, or the hand on your cheek is doing it.
You turned to face her and found that she was sitting even closer to you now. You were still sitting in the same clothes as in the cinema, she was in her silky smooth pants, and you were in your dress. She stared at you with a silent question in her eyes. You looked at her lips, and apparently that was enough for her as an answer, because after a while she was sitting on your lap with her mouth over yours.
Your hands landed in her hair as you tried to pull her closer to you. After all, after all this time, you can touch her. Nothing stands in your way, and you don’t give a damn what her wife will think of you.
“I can hear you thinking. Stop.” Freya said firmly.
The tone of her voice unsettled you a little, but the hands that reached for the zipper of your dress distracted you from everything. She pulled down hard to get to your chest as quickly as possible. It felt amazing, after all, after waiting so long, you are wearing the mayor’s hands.
When she finally pulled the top of her dress off you, you wanted to get her for another kiss, but Freya had other plans. She grabbed your hands and held them above your head while kissing your breasts. Her lips were soft and rough at the same time. You didn’t know for a moment exactly where they were, you had the feeling that they were in several places at once.
The rush of sensations made you squirm, wanting to draw attention to other parts of your body. Freya moved away from you to meet your hazy eyes. She smiled at the sight of you and rose from your lap to extend her hand to you. This time you didn’t think at all, just grabbed it right away. Your dress slipped off your body, and you were left with only your underwear. You were glad that you decided to wear this set earlier that day because the fire that showed in Frey’s eyes set you on fire, and you knew she was pleased with what she saw.
She led you to your bedroom, and you didn’t even have time to wonder how she knew such an exact layout of your rooms. You also didn’t notice the bag that was lying next to your bed, you were focused on other things.
“Hope you don’t mind the blindfold and the fact that I would like to bind your hands to that comfortable bed of yours?” She asked you, wrapping her arms around your waist. You blushed but nodded your head. “Use your words, princess, please.”
“I do not mind.” Hearing your words, she kissed the tip of your nose.
“Good girl.”
Your knees buckled under you, which Freya used to place you on the bed. You sat in the middle and leaned back against the cushions and raised your hands to the headrest. Freya smiled at the sight and reached over to her jacket, which she tossed over the bag, you still hadn’t noticed. She took a piece of rope out of it and began to tie your hands together, finally tying them to the headrest at the end.
“Not too hard? Too loose? ” The concern in her eyes made almost tears appear in your eyes, for a long time no one has worried about you.
You pulled the rope in each direction to check for tension and if the rope was unpleasant or if it would stick firmly into your skin, but it was perfect, as you told the mayor. You got a kiss, this time on the forehead, on which you felt a very soft and pleasant to the touch material.
Freya was slipping the blindfold over your eyes and trying to arrange it so that you could see as little of the room as possible. When she achieved this, she moved away from you. For a moment you had the impression that she left and would not be back, leaving you in such an uncomfortable position. It wouldn’t be the first time someone important to you left, but you thought it would be different. She was nice to you, and she was the mayor, she couldn’t disappear like your previous partners.
But after a while you felt a mouth on your neck. Your senses had sharpened by this moment of waiting, and her touch was now more intensified. That’s probably why her lips seemed bigger and firmer. Their journey began with gentle kisses in places that are usually visible, but as they hit points that are covered by clothes, they began to kiss harder. You felt her teeth brush against your skin, like a vampire looking for the perfect spot to bite into your skin. After a while, when you thought she found one, the mouth completely disappeared on one side of you to bite you on the other.
The pain you felt was sharp and unpleasant at first, but as you felt the tongue soothing your skin, you immediately breathed in and relished the pleasure you felt. The next kisses grew stronger and harder, and you knew that they would be left behind for days afterward. You wonder what Mary Poppins would think if she saw them.
You didn’t have time to think about it because the mouth appeared on your stomach. You didn’t know how it was possible for her to change the destination of her kisses so quickly. One moment she was around your neck, she was brushing your hair back to bite your ear, and the next she was at your stomach. And lower and lower. And lower.
You felt her hands on your thighs, opening them slightly to give herself access to more of your body. You liked the way she steers you. Giving full control is not an easy activity, but despite rumors about a woman’s character, you trusted a woman between your legs and had no problem marking her territory with her bites. Maybe the one aimed at the skin of your thigh was painful, more than the one around your neck, but you knew you would look great with this mark. And the fact that Freya liked it turned you on even more.
So you weren’t surprised at how wet you were right now. As the woman began to slowly pull your panties off, they stuck a bit to your wet femininity. You heard her gasp as it appeared before her, and you smiled proudly at her reaction. You were proud of yourself to surprise such a woman. But your pride didn’t last long because her lips that popped over your body took the thoughts out of your head. You didn’t care about anything, only that magical feeling mattered.
Her lips started with the soft, barely felt strokes of her tongue on the most tender points of your body. You’ve been vulnerable since that long time of waiting, and didn’t know how much you could endure direct contact. That’s why you rejoiced when her movements began to become less and less gentle. You slowly started to love her tongue, that it wasn’t as soft as it was before when you could feel it in your mouth and in your living room, and you didn’t know which version you preferred.
As Freya began to expand her exploration area, you had been spinning on the bed for a long time and your strength grew strong enough to disturb the woman. You felt a strong bite on the other side of your thigh, and then her tongue hit your entrance, and she entered you as hard as the position she was between your legs allowed. At the same time, her nose landed on your clitoris with such force that you had no way out and the strength and your orgasm spread over your body with such force that you had the impression that you passed out for a moment, but it’s hard to tell with a blindfold over your eyes.
Seconds after your orgasm, you heard a woman scream from between your legs, and it woke you up a bit from your strange lethargy. The voice wasn’t Freya’s, but you were sure you knew it. Unfortunately, you didn’t have time to think about it deeper, because you felt a wonderful scent above you, and after a while sweet nectar touched your mouth. Without thinking more, you went to work. You licked, kissed, sucked alternately, and you knew you were doing right when a hand was entangled in your hair to hold you tighter. You felt the woman’s entrance above you begin to pulsate even more, and you focused on your task with more force.
It didn’t take long for you to be flooded with the sweetest drink you had in your mouth. It didn’t matter that your access to air was getting worse and worse and a moment longer, and you would pass out, but since Freya was happy, nothing else mattered. But you didn’t have to worry because you were released, and you felt your wrists drop gently from above your head. The blindfold was taken off as well, but you were so tired that you didn’t even have the strength to open your eyes. If you did, then maybe you would understand what exactly happened.
The woman sitting next to you brushed the hair from your forehead and removed your bra so that you could sleep comfortably at night. She threw the rope and the blindfold on the floor beside the bed and looked at the previously abandoned toy. She will leave cleaning it for later. She has to take care of you for now, because by now you are probably already sound asleep, and when you wake up, you will surely have a massive ache after mixing alcohol with intoxicating powders. But there was no other way for you.
Freya looked at the woman lying between your legs. Mary Poppins always looks great, but now that she was resting her head on your stomach, disheveled and tired from a strong orgasm, she looked really sweet, and the mayor wished you could see her like that. Or like when Mary Poppins’ tongue was deep within you, and Freya stood behind her with her favorite toy immersed in her wife.
But there was no other way for you. There was no way you would ever get smart and see that two women want you and will do anything to make you theirs. Even if it means that they will manipulate you and drug you so that their dream is finally fulfilled. Tomorrow, when you wake up, you will surely understand that they did it all for your own good, because with whom will you be as safe as with them?
@theresebelivetirl : Could you write a doctor Lilith Ritter x Reader smut?
@angiescarter Could you do one where in Mary Poppins Returns the reader is friends with the Banks family and when Mary Poppins arrives the reader and Mary Poppins despise each other but an accident happens and Mary Poppins and Reader become close and they end up dating?
@l-983 : Could you write a smut fic with Miss Peregrine x Reader?
@freshmoneyalmondathlete It’s another Minerva McGonagall X fem Reader where the reader is a student (legal age) and those two are in a secret relationship, stelling kisses in the corridor, longing glances across the Great Hall and in class. Eveb a bit of telepathy between two of Their desires. One night Reader Has a hot dream about sensory deprivation with a blindfold. Exploring that with Minerva and when she wakes up, Minerva in her room feels everything and sees what reader dreamt and decides she can’t take anymore. It’s time for the two to explore and build intimacy so Minerva sneaks into readers room without being seen and takes reader to her room and makes readers dream come trtrueThey both build intimacy with both taking turns wearing a blindfold and dragging their nails all over each other, kissing and nipping each other all over and it builds trust and love and it’s soft but passionate and full of raw love for each other
@tin1can1with1a1plan: So I had an idea for a fic about miss Peregeine and Reader. Y/n is new to Miss Peregrines loop and have a very dramatic entrance, but for weeks now y/n has been trying to hide from miss Peregrine that they have no control over their peculiarity (teleportation). And Miss Peregrine find out and try to help, and this will be funny event.
@freshmoneyalmondathlete: I was wondering if I could request a Minerva McGonagall x student female reader where the reader saves Minerva’s life by bonding their souls together by accident of course the reader didn’t mean to do that but she just couldn’t bare to see Minerva die… They both had an unspoken attraction and bond between them before but couldn’t act upon it since it was though wrong to have a relationship with student but now their souls are intertwined they both can feel when other is in pain, envious and lustful and so forth and even though they have tried to stay away from each other they just can’t and things happen when Minerva thinks a very passionate though about reader and the reader feels that and after class when the students are supposed to asleep reader goes to Minerva’s room to confront her and all the forbidden thoughts and feelings turn into actions.
@darklightluminary: If you could you don’t have to can you do a Minerva McGonagall x reader cause I would love to read it
Words ~ 3000
Warning: teasing, sexy teasing (?), some stuff about smell and panties
@freshmoneyalmondathlete: I was wondering if I could request a Minerva McGonagall x student female reader where the reader saves Minerva’s life by bonding their souls together by accident of course the reader didn’t mean to do that but she just couldn’t bare to see Minerva die… They both had an unspoken attraction and bond between them before but couldn’t act upon it since it was though wrong to have a relationship with student but now their souls are intertwined they both can feel when other is in pain, envious and lustful and so forth and even though they have tried to stay away from each other they just can’t and things happen when Minerva thinks a very passionate though about reader and the reader feels that and after class when the students are supposed to asleep reader goes to Minerva’s room to confront her and all the forbidden thoughts and feelings turn into actions.
@darklightluminary: If you could you don’t have to can you do a Minerva McGonagall x reader cause I would love to read it
Words ~ 3000
Warning: teasing, sexy teasing (?), some stuff about smell and panties
You went back to school at almost the same time you left school a year ago. You didn’t have to catch up with any lessons, as you were ahead with most of the stuff anyway.
It was weird going back to school and going to class with people who were younger than you, and now were in the same class with you. You were also a bit angry that you missed your birthday, but on the plus side you were of legal age, but why is Minerva avoiding you again?
You were sitting in your room. Because of the situation you found yourself in, you were given your private room. You were thinking about your last day in the hospital, when you were going to be transported to Hogwarts. Minerva was with you then. It was the second time you saw her since you woke up.
As soon as you finished talking about the phoenix cry, Minerva returned to school and has not visited you anymore. It was probably her way of dealing with the situation, but she could tell you that it’s going to be alright, that she needs time, and shouldn’t leave you alone for almost a month.
So when she showed up and started treating you like a student again, you were furious. During this time, while you were in the hospital, you could feel her feelings from time to time. You knew when the students made mistakes in the lesson because she was furious at the time that they might have caused an accident. You knew when someone was getting a good grade because you suddenly felt a great deal of pride, rather it wasn’t because you ate your entire dinner.
You also felt the feelings that were directed towards you. They were easier to read, and you knew she missed you in the evenings and that she was angry with herself for treating you like that.
That’s why you didn’t know why she treated you like this when you finally met. You knew she wasn’t going to throw herself in your arms because that’s not her style, but she might say something as you walked past her. You knew that she felt your rage and for a moment you thought that she was going to do something, but she just hung her head and didn’t interrupt your path.
You were sitting in your room, wondering how much you could hold on like this. You love her, and you know that you are not indifferent to her, but you would like to hear it from her, so you were not surprised when you got up with the intention of going to her and expressing your feelings again.
It was after the silence of the night, but you were not afraid that someone would catch you. Even so, they will surely understand that you are unable to fall asleep through nightmares and need to speak to Professor McGonagall.
When you were close enough to notice the door to her chamber, it opened, and you noticed Minerva standing behind it. When she looked at you, you noticed that she was not in the mood. She left the door and disappeared inside, but did not close it. You went in, and you wanted to do it, but the door slammed shut by itself.
You looked around the room and found that much hadn’t changed. In fact, it’s just the bar that is new. The bar that is now open and the bottle of fire whiskey is taken out. You don’t know how much Minerva had already drunk, but she was sitting on the couch, glass in hand, staring at the fire.
You sat down next to her on the couch and squeezed your hands. You didn’t know what to do or what to say, so you sat in silence for a while until Minerva sighed and put the glass down on the table. She looked at you and wanted to say something, but closed her mouth and gave up, but kept looking at you. You decided to take the risk and grabbed her free hand that lay between you. You were angry with her, yes, but the sight of her, dimmed your feelings a little. Her next actions extinguished them completely.
Minerva moved closer to you and rested her head on your shoulder without letting go of your hand. She even squeezed it tighter, so you wouldn’t take it away. You looked at her. She had her eyes closed, and you felt her calming down. So you decided to give her a moment more, and you will start with the topic you came here with in the first place.
“You can start right now. I know what you come with, but let’s talk as if I don’t know anything.” You got a little scared when you heard her voice, you were not prepared for it.
“So you have to stop listening to my thoughts. Anyway, do you do it often?” You knew she could do it, but you thought it didn’t happen often, as you never heard her thoughts.
“No. When you’re away, I can’t hear anything. I just know how you feel.” She paused and wondered if she should say anything else. “Sometimes in our lessons, I still know what you are thinking.”
You blushed, you both knew what she meant, but it’s not your fault that she loves shirts and looks really good in them, and certainly even better without them. You heard a soft chuckle as she snuggled against your side even more.
“How much did you drink?”
“Are you really asking that?” you felt your question stress her out. “I opened that bottle about an hour ago.”
You looked at the whiskey. About ¾ of the bottle was drunk, so you weren’t surprised that her behavior is different from what you see in everyday life.
“Why do you ignore me? I don’t count on you to confess your love to me as I do to you, but I was telling the truth, Minerva.” You felt her hand tighten even tighter. “I love you, and you hurt me with your behavior.”
There was silence for a moment. You told what was on your heart so that she would understand. Now it’s her turn to speak. You will give her time to think.
“I don’t have to wonder because I know why I’m acting this way.” She rose to look at you. “You know how I feel about you. Does it need saying?” She put her hand on your cheek. “But you are still my student. We have to wait. Please, wait for me like I was waiting for you to wake up.” She came close to you and rested her forehead with yours. “Please.”
You knew you would wait as long as it took. You will do anything for her. You noticed that she smiled at your thought. You will do anything for her as soon as she stops listening to your thoughts. You heard her giggle, which might have been the sound you would have listened to for the rest of your days. You will do anything for her if she will kiss you now.
This time, Minerva pulled away from you and her lips didn’t have that smile that you loved so much. She shook her head, but you could see her gaze at your lips. You felt her consider your request and hoped she would agree. After all, you’ve been dreaming about those lips for so many months, even years. You don’t know how much longer you can take. You will wait for her, but it would be nice to live it now and have…
You felt her lips on yours. At first, it was just their touch, but almost immediately it began to move them and bring yours to life. You put your hand on her cheek and moved even closer to her, if it was possible. You kissed her back with all the feeling you had for her put into this kiss.
You tried to feel as much as possible for her. Know her taste and remember it, because you don’t know when another such situation may happen to you. The taste of the whiskey bothered you a bit, but as your tongues fused in a wild dance, the alcohol faded quickly, and you could only focus on her sweet taste.
It did not take long because you were slowly running out of strength and air. Minerva moved away from you first, and you immediately wanted to follow her, but a hand on your shoulder stopped you. You opened your eyes, you didn’t even realize when you closed them. You looked at Minerva and you were surprised where she was. You might not notice your eyes closed, but not notice the woman landing on your lap? A bit strange.
She gently got off you and sat down next to you for a moment. She gave you one goodnights last kiss on the cheek and quickly disappeared through the door that led to her bedroom.
All the way to your room, you had a big smile on your face, and nothing could possibly remove it. You fell asleep right away when you put your head on the pillow and dreamed of a future together with Minerva. Involuntarily, you wondered if she was dreaming the same, and if it was her hand that was really hugging you.
You had the impression that Minerva was doing everything to make your waiting time harder until the end of the year. You have heard her thoughts in class and when she noticed it, she started to tease you and distract you. Her feelings were also not helping as she watched you during the test and felt the love flowing from her. This was the first time you got Exceeds Expectations from Transfiguration.
Of course, you weren’t lazy, either. You didn’t know if she could feel your feelings, but often during the day you thought about how much you loved her, and hoped it would upset her just as her behavior made you feel. When at one point in the day you started seeing images that portrayed you both in more intimate situations than they should have been, you decided to play her game. You didn’t know if she was getting your messages as well, or if she had the ability to peek into your dreams, so you had to act in the real world.
You had a flair for transfiguration, but also for spells. Being away from her, to make your bond weakest, you tested that the distraction spell was working properly. You didn’t want her in trouble, that wasn’t your goal. You just wanted to tease her.
Therefore, when you were ready, you chose one of your last Friday lessons. In the morning you prepared yourself and all day you checked for the last time if no one would notice anything strange.
At Transfiguration, you sat closer than usual so that Minerva had a perfect view of you as she conducts the lesson. In the morning, you felt someone upset her and hoped your plan would cheer her up. You weren’t going to make it worse for her.
As the lesson began and as you walked over to your desk, you cast a distracting spell over your place and yourself. You noticed that Minerva noticed your move, but did not comment on it. You smiled broadly at her and winked. The flush on her cheeks was so small and imperceptible that if you didn’t know her well, you wouldn’t even notice it. But thanks to that, you were sure that the spell was not working on her.
While she was checking the attendance list, you’ve decided to start having fun. You took the spell off your clothes, your skirt got shorter, revealing your long legs. You had stockings whose lace was visible, you hoped it was only for your sweetheart.
Your shirt has changed as well, its fabric has become more sheer and your Black Bra has become visible. The neckline of this shirt also changed, it was much bigger and if you unfasten one top button, your breasts would be very visible.
It took a while to take off the spell, and in the meantime you changed your sitting position. You crossed your leg and rested your chin in your hands, which squeezed your breasts, which now looked as if they were about to come out of your shirt.
When Minerva got to your name, you were ready. You smiled at her again and raised your hand. Several people looked at you, but nothing strange was noticed. But Minerva did. It lasted for a second, but you notice her gaze running over your body. This second was invisible to the students, as Minerva kept checking the list as if nothing had happened, but you felt her confusion and uncertainty, but also curiosity, and you had the feeling that you felt something like an awakening desire.
You didn’t hear her thoughts, you didn’t even want to, because she would tell you to stop, and you don’t want to. Therefore, every time her gaze returned to you, you would look into her eyes, even though you knew that her gaze was wandering to other places. When she got up from the desk to start the lesson, you shifted your position so that she had the best view of you. When she turned to the blackboard, you took your leg off and opened it a little. You knew that from where she stands, she should have a perfect view of what was happening under the bench.
You waited patiently for her to turn around, her gaze immediately focused on you, and more specifically on your legs. Her voice didn’t change for a second, although you knew her cats eyes made her see your underwear. It is possible that she also cast a spell on herself so that the students would not notice anything. It’s better for you because you don’t have to worry about her. Her gaze was still on you, even though she continued the lesson.
You moved your hips, moved closer to the end of the chair and back again. You’ve been wondering when your body scent would reach her, it should be quickly through her keen cat senses. Minerva, seeing your move, abruptly turned to the blackboard and began to write down another point. This lesson will be over very quickly if she continues at this pace.
You think she heard your thoughts because she slowed down and asked you to read, and she gave questions to reflect on. She started to walk between the pews, but didn’t come up to you. It can’t be like that. You pulled a lollipop out of your bag, didn’t specifically use magic to draw attention to yourself, and knew you had achieved your goal when she stood over you as you unwrapped the lollipop.
“Could you explain to me what you are doing?” she asked the question softly enough that people around probably didn’t hear what she said.
“I don’t know what you mean, professor.”
You smiled at her and licked the lollipop before taking it to your mouth. Your gaze traveled to the woman’s neck, where you could notice that she swallowed her saliva with nervousness, but she did not take her eyes off you. Your eyes, however, wandered over her body with concentration. You noticed the exact moment the lollipop started working.
The blush on her face was one of the greatest you’ve ever seen. Who would have expected your tongue on her body to do this to her? The spell you cast on the lollipop was one of many that you found in the library in a very interesting book on erotic magic. Everything you did on the surface of the lollipop, Minerva felt on the piece of skin you chose. You’ve focused on her neck, so that’s where she should feel it.
You were very focused on what you were doing, so you didn’t immediately understand what was happening. Minerva finished class early and everyone started gathering. As the professor walked over to the desk, she leaned against it without looking at you. Without interrupting your activity, you packed with one wave of your wand so that Minerva would not notice you, but as soon as you closed the hall door behind you, you heard her call in your head, but you decided not to be nice to her. She was the one who wanted to wait.
Still with the lollipop in your mouth, you headed to your room as this was your last lesson. You didn’t realize his power was still at work, and now that you aren’t focusing on a specific spot on Minerva’s body, she feels it in random places. Being at your room, you felt a great relaxation that you do not know what caused it. Because how were you supposed to know your tongue just made your sweetheart orgasm?
@freshmoneyalmondathlete: I was wondering if I could request a Minerva McGonagall x student female reader where the reader saves Minerva’s life by bonding their souls together by accident of course the reader didn’t mean to do that but she just couldn’t bare to see Minerva die… They both had an unspoken attraction and bond between them before but couldn’t act upon it since it was though wrong to have a relationship with student but now their souls are intertwined they both can feel when other is in pain, envious and lustful and so forth and even though they have tried to stay away from each other they just can’t and things happen when Minerva thinks a very passionate though about reader and the reader feels that and after class when the students are supposed to asleep reader goes to Minerva’s room to confront her and all the forbidden thoughts and feelings turn into actions.
@darklightluminary: If you could you don’t have to can you do a Minerva McGonagall x reader cause I would love to read it
The nurse with breakfast woke you up. You opened your eyes and asked not to wake up again in the fantasy land, but what you saw right after you opened your eyes were the irises of a woman lying on the next bed.
Neither of you spoke. Slowly, very slowly, you realized that after almost a year, you are finally both conscious and can look into your eyes.
Blissful silence and a wonderful moment were interrupted by the doctor who missed the nurse in the doorway and who came to see how you were doing.
Minerva’s results were completely normal, she passed out, probably due to stress and exhaustion. Yours were also satisfactory, really good. For a person who just woke up from a coma. The doctor stated that if you feel better and better, it will not be a week, and you will be able to leave the hospital with the scheduled follow-up visits.
It was only when you were alone again that you found the courage to speak to her. When you both said ‘hi’ at the same time, you both started laughing. You felt the warmth spread at the sight of the joyful and happy woman.
Minerva got out of bed and sat down next to you on the chair and grabbed your hand. You weren’t hungry, you didn’t want to waste your time on such unnecessary activities, but the witch forced you some sandwiches and pumpkin juice anyway.
When she was finally satisfied with the amount you were able to eat, she started asking how you were feeling.
“Strangely. I woke up after almost a year, but it feels like it all happened yesterday. ” All good humor gave way to sadness. “ And you?” You looked to the side of her, where you knew there was a scar. “How are you?”
“Now that you’ve finally woken up, fine. It’s wonderful, and I can say that I haven’t been so happy in a long time. ” She gave you a broad smile that made a similar one on your face. “But it wasn’t that good at first. Doctors were surprised how I managed to survive, but I recovered quite quickly.” You saw her stroking her left part of the body with her hand. “The wound healed quickly and smoothly, and now I’m almost like new.”
You were glad, of course you were, but there was a bit of sadness lurking somewhere about this happening. It should never have happened, and you’ll be spitting in your chin for not helping it.
“I feel that you are torturing yourself.” She squeezed your hand. “It wasn’t your fault. Nobody thinks that, and neither should you. It may have been bad before, but now I’m here. Whole and alive, although my hand may be crushed in a moment.” You didn’t even realize you were squeezing her so tight, and you wanted to take it away, but Minerva held your hand. “I was just kidding. You can squeeze it as hard and as often as you like. ” Something was wrong, you had heard these words before.
“Minerva.” You looked at her and noticed that the smile faded from her face at the sound of your tone. “Did you talk to me while I was unconscious?”
You saw the blush on her face that you missed, though until then you didn’t even realize it.
“Yes. Almost all the time.” She wasn’t looking at you, just your clasped hands. “I have read you the Prophet and told you what is happening in the world and at school. I didn’t want you to lose everything, even though I didn’t even know if you could hear me. ” She finally looked into your eyes again. “And why do you ask?”
“It’s just… Did you also tell me about your family home? And what would you like to show me? ”
“Yes, but … Did you hear me then?”
“I couldn’t hear properly, but I saw it like a dream.”
You started describing what you saw to her. You described her bedroom in detail, even though you had never been in it, and how you ate her favorite dish with her. You mentioned it to her when you heard her voice from afar describing the activities she would like to do with you and how you experienced it almost on your own skin.
She remained silent throughout your story. The only indication that she was listening to you was the flush that reappeared on her face as you described the picnic.
At the end of the story, Minerva got up and started pacing the room.
“Min? What’s going on?” You asked after a while from the end of the monologue.
The woman paused at the sound of your voice.
“I did not describe to you what my room looks like. And it looks exactly like you described to me.” You looked at her in surprise, it was impossible. “I’ve never told you what I love to eat, at least not about pancakes like this.” She walked over to the bed, but did not sit on the chair. “And the picnic scene? I didn’t say anything about that.” She took a break, and you knew she was considering something. “I wasn’t talking, but I was dreaming. Exactly what you described, and it broke off in the same place because then I woke up.”
You didn’t know what to make of that. Creating a vision from the words you hear is one thing, but imagining places you’ve never seen exactly as they are?
Neither of you can a legilimency to explain it somehow, so how is that possible?
“I have a theory.” You didn’t notice that Minerva answered the question in your mind. “But I’d like to check something out before I say anything.” She knelt by your left side and pushed back the covers. “Can I pull your shirt up to see your stomach?” You just nodded your head.
Minerva grabbed the fabric of your shirt lightly and slowly began to pull it up until she placed it right under your breasts. You didn’t understand what she was looking for as she watched your skin, but as she touched the spot that corresponded to the site of her wound, you felt something strange.
You watched her run a finger along the invisible line of his scar, but you didn’t feel the way you should have felt. You had the impression that your skin was very delicate and thin in this place, as if you had a wound there before, and now your body is just producing a new layer of skin.
Minerva straightened your shirt, but didn’t get up. She stared at one point and shook her head from side to side. It wasn’t until you put your hand on her cheek that she looked at you.
“Have you ever heard of the spell described as 'phoenix cry’?” This time you shook your head. “It is a very rare and powerful spell. Very similar to the 'great love’ spell, where you give your life to protect the person you love very much. The person then has a protective shield made of love around him.” She cuddled up in your hand and closed her eyes. “Very rare magic. In 'phoenix cry’ it is so that you give your life for the life of your loved one. When I was dying, you were willing to give your life to save me. And you did it.” She placed a kiss on your hand and still kept her eyes closed. “You shared your life force with me, but I didn’t need all of it to survive, so now we’re both alive. There are few written instances of this magic being used consciously or unconsciously, but I only know one account of both survivors. ” She opened her eyes and smiled at you with sadness in her eyes. “They spent their lives connected to each other. They felt when the other person felt strong emotions, they could communicate telepathically after a while, and despite the fact that they could not legilimency they could relive each other’s memories, experiences or dreams.”
“And you think … That such a spell combine us together?” Did you know there are different types of magic, but cheating on death?
“How do you explain that?”
She pinched her hand. Strong, even very strong. How did you know that? Because you felt the same on your hand in exactly the same place. I guess you’ll have to change your approach to magic and ask Minerva where she read about this spell in order to be ready for any situation.
“So we are connected by a very rare and very powerful magic?”
“It looks like that.” Minerva answered you.
After a moment of silence, as you both wondered what was going to happen next, the woman got up and headed for her bed. You knew you could do it, you both are the smartest witches of this age, after all. You noticed Minerva smiling as if in response to your thoughts. Or maybe she actually hears them? Or does it feel?
“You’re just going to have to be more careful this year. Somehow it will be.”
Info: I know it is short but tomorrow there will be part 4 and maybe something else :)
@freshmoneyalmondathlete:I was wondering if I could request a Minerva McGonagall x student female reader where the reader saves Minerva’s life by bonding their souls together by accident of course the reader didn’t mean to do that but she just couldn’t bare to see Minerva die… They both had an unspoken attraction and bond between them before but couldn’t act upon it since it was though wrong to have a relationship with student but now their souls are intertwined they both can feel when other is in pain, envious and lustful and so forth and even though they have tried to stay away from each other they just can’t and things happen when Minerva thinks a very passionate though about reader and the reader feels that and after class when the students are supposed to asleep reader goes to Minerva’s room to confront her and all the forbidden thoughts and feelings turn into actions.
@darklightluminary: If you could you don’t have to can you do a Minerva McGonagall x reader cause I would love to read it
Info: I know it is short but tomorrow there will be part 4 and maybe something else :)
@freshmoneyalmondathlete:I was wondering if I could request a Minerva McGonagall x student female reader where the reader saves Minerva’s life by bonding their souls together by accident of course the reader didn’t mean to do that but she just couldn’t bare to see Minerva die… They both had an unspoken attraction and bond between them before but couldn’t act upon it since it was though wrong to have a relationship with student but now their souls are intertwined they both can feel when other is in pain, envious and lustful and so forth and even though they have tried to stay away from each other they just can’t and things happen when Minerva thinks a very passionate though about reader and the reader feels that and after class when the students are supposed to asleep reader goes to Minerva’s room to confront her and all the forbidden thoughts and feelings turn into actions.
@darklightluminary: If you could you don’t have to can you do a Minerva McGonagall x reader cause I would love to read it
The pain you felt was unlike anything you’ve ever experienced. You saw a lot of people next to you, but you only wanted to see one particular person. You heard a scream beside you, your scream calling for Minerva, and after a while you passed out again.
Quiet voices woke you up. You didn’t have the strength to open your eyes, so you focused on the words you barely heard.
“I don’t know why she passed out, but the results are normal. She should wake up soon. “
"Thank you.” You knew that voice, Professor Dumbledore was talking to a stranger.
You strained and opened your eyes. It wasn’t as difficult as you thought, and you were glad it was dark in the room.
You turned your head in the direction the voices had come from and smiled at the sight of your professor. He turned his head as if he sensed he was being watched and smiled as only he could.
“Y/N! You are finally awake. ”
After a while, both of them were next to you and the doctor began to examine you and ask about how you feel. You answered truthfully, being patient, because the sooner this interview passes, the sooner you will be able to ask about Minerva. You don’t know where this certainty comes from, but you feel that she is alive, and you wanted to be sure.
“It looks like everything is fine. But we will still be watching you for the next few days. “
You just stayed with Professor Dumbledore, who took his place on the chair next to your bed. Before your eyes, you see Minerva sitting in exactly the same place earlier.
"You probably have a lot of questions, my dear.” Professor Dumbledore wanted to say something else, but you cut him off.
“Where is Mi … Professor McGonagall?” You didn’t mean to be rude, but this information was the most important thing for you right now.
“So many possibilities, and the question was just right.“ The professor shook his head with a smile and then looked straight into your eyes. "Professor McGonagall is alive, and I think well.”
“How is it ‘you think’?” You were glad to hear that she was fine, but his next words disturbed you anyway.
Professor Dumbledore moved with his chair to the side and revealed the adjoining bed, showing you your beloved. She lay quietly on the bed as if she were just asleep. Tears stood in your eyes at the same time with happiness that she is really alive and so close to you, and with sadness that something is wrong with her, since she is lying in the hospital.
You looked at the man next to you, and you wanted to ask him a lot of questions, but he was the first to speak.
“She’s fine.” He smiled, and you involuntarily calmed down by believing him. “She only had a scar from that spell, and she’s completely healed.” You wanted to interrupt him, but he stopped you by holding his hand up. “Let me explain further, my dear. Minerva is here because she passed out during today’s class. About the same time you woke up. “ He looked at the woman next to him, sadness in his eyes. "When you were in a coma, she was with you almost all the time, she didn’t want to leave you, but she went back to teaching at the same time.” He looked back at you again. “She was very worried about you and did not want to leave you even for a moment. I think she put some monitoring spells on you, and they exhausted her when you woke up. “ He patted your hand and smiled even wider. "I’m sure she’ll wake up soon, and you two can make up for lost time.” As he spoke, he began to get up and slowly made his way to the exit. “Rest because you definitely need it.”
“Professor.” You stopped him, wanting to know the answer to one more question. “How long was I unconscious?”
“Almost a year, my dear.” He closed the door quietly behind him
Year. 10 months that have passed for you like one day. One day filled with false events with Minerva. You did not live in her family home, you did not plan a future together. It was all one big twisted dream.
You looked at the woman lying on the adjoining bed. Even though she was dying in your arms, she was alive. She died in your hands. And it turns out that you were the one who was closer to death and lay in a coma. You slept the entire school year, and you’ll have to repeat it.
And Grindelwald? You didn’t ask Dumbledore about him, but you got the feeling that it was all over. You heard Minerva’s soft voice in your head saying that the wizard had been locked up for his actions. Is it possible that you remember the words Minerva told you while you were unconscious?
It is possible that the house your mind made is real and that is how you imagined it when the woman told you about it? Could it be that all your false memories are your mind’s response to Minerva’s words about her life?
You were tired, and such contemplation only increased those feelings. You decided to take Dumbledore’s advice and rest. The last thought you had before going to bed was that you can finally see your sweetheart.
You fell asleep on your side, facing Minerva, who was in a similar position, just towards you.
@freshmoneyalmondathlete:I was wondering if I could request a Minerva McGonagall x student female reader where the reader saves Minerva’s life by bonding their souls together by accident of course the reader didn’t mean to do that but she just couldn’t bare to see Minerva die… They both had an unspoken attraction and bond between them before but couldn’t act upon it since it was though wrong to have a relationship with student but now their souls are intertwined they both can feel when other is in pain, envious and lustful and so forth and even though they have tried to stay away from each other they just can’t and things happen when Minerva thinks a very passionate though about reader and the reader feels that and after class when the students are supposed to asleep reader goes to Minerva’s room to confront her and all the forbidden thoughts and feelings turn into actions.
@darklightluminary: If you could you don’t have to can you do a Minerva McGonagall x reader cause I would love to read it
@freshmoneyalmondathlete:I was wondering if I could request a Minerva McGonagall x student female reader where the reader saves Minerva’s life by bonding their souls together by accident of course the reader didn’t mean to do that but she just couldn’t bare to see Minerva die… They both had an unspoken attraction and bond between them before but couldn’t act upon it since it was though wrong to have a relationship with student but now their souls are intertwined they both can feel when other is in pain, envious and lustful and so forth and even though they have tried to stay away from each other they just can’t and things happen when Minerva thinks a very passionate though about reader and the reader feels that and after class when the students are supposed to asleep reader goes to Minerva’s room to confront her and all the forbidden thoughts and feelings turn into actions.
@darklightluminary: If you could you don’t have to can you do a Minerva McGonagall x reader cause I would love to read it
@freshmoneyalmondathlete:I was wondering if I could request a Minerva McGonagall x student female reader where the reader saves Minerva’s life by bonding their souls together by accident of course the reader didn’t mean to do that but she just couldn’t bare to see Minerva die… They both had an unspoken attraction and bond between them before but couldn’t act upon it since it was though wrong to have a relationship with student but now their souls are intertwined they both can feel when other is in pain, envious and lustful and so forth and even though they have tried to stay away from each other they just can’t and things happen when Minerva thinks a very passionate though about reader and the reader feels that and after class when the students are supposed to asleep reader goes to Minerva’s room to confront her and all the forbidden thoughts and feelings turn into actions.
@darklightluminary: If you could you don’t have to can you do a Minerva McGonagall x reader cause I would love to read it
You were awakened by the sun shining through the window opposite your bed. You covered your head with a pillow, but you knew you would never fall asleep. You reached blindly beside you, and you were surprised that no one was there. Then you heard the soft sounds of music coming from the kitchen, and you smiled.
You put on your green shirt and left the room, following the wonderful scent that led you into the kitchen. You looked at the woman standing at the counter and smiled, you still didn’t know what you do to deserve this happiness.
You walked over to her and hugged her, kissing her shoulder.
“Hello, darling” Minerva said, to which you just grunted. “Same dream again?” She already said in a lower voice and with sadness.
“Yes. You died in my arms again.” You said even quieter than she did.
“But now I’m here. Whole and alive, although that may change if you hug me like that.” She laughed at the end, but her words made you back away anyway. “I was just kidding.” She turned around and grabbed your arm before you could move on. “You can hug me as much and as often as you like.”
“I know that, but…” You let go of her hand and grabbed a fork to spread yourself a pancake. “It was so real, much more than when I had dreamed it before.”
You had a pancake with white cheese and blueberries in your mouth. Her favorite dish, you always eat it whenever you dream about her death. They cheer you up and make you feel even more connected with Minerva than you normally do, and that’s what you need in times of weakness.
“But remember, it’s just a dream.” You heard above you. “I’m here, and I wish you would wake up.”
You looked up to look at the witch. You sat on the couch listening to the radio and almost fell asleep against her chest.
“I’m not sleeping, I’m not sleeping anymore.” You mumbled as you cuddled closer to her and closed your eyes.
“Oh, I wish it was the truth.”
You were surprised. Something was definitely wrong. How did you end up on the couch with her when you both had breakfast a moment ago?
You opened your eyes and saw Minerva sitting behind her desk in the study, assessing the students’ work. You frowned. You forgot the last time you were in this room. After you graduated from school, you moved to live together in her family home, and Minerva took a break from teaching to help you achieve the title of a Transfiguration Master. So why were you at school now?
“I can see you finally opened your eyes.” She smiled at you and went back to grading the exams.
“What are we doing here?” You shifted in your chair and looked around the room.
“What do you mean, darling?” She put down the pen and looked at you.
“I don’t understand why we’re here.” The office was as you remember it. As if another teacher had never taken it over. “We were home a moment ago, but strange things were also happening there.” You looked up, Minerva was standing over you. You didn’t even know when she got here. “What’s going on, professor?”
You had the feeling that despite being looked at, she couldn’t see you. Not the way you want it to.
“Y/N? Everything’s all right?” She put her hand on your forehead. “You’re all set on fire!” She crouched down next to you and grabbed your hand to kiss it. “I’m going to get a nurse! Please don’t give up!” She whispered the last sentence.
She got up quickly and ran out of the room. You sat in the armchair for a while, unable to move. You closed your eyes, hoping to wake up from this nightmare in your home together. Or in the prefect’s dormitory, but not here.
But what you saw when you opened your eyes were not the familiar curtains and walls surrounding you. You were in a very bright room, probably white, but it was difficult to tell through the surrounding darkness.
You still couldn’t move, you only managed to look around the room, but it didn’t do much for you as you couldn’t move your head anymore. You did, however, notice a figure sitting in a chair next to your bed, with its head resting next to your legs, and sleeping soundly. Her brown hair, always in a tight bun, was now tied back in a messy ponytail. You tried to smile at the sight of Minerva like this, but your paralysis wouldn’t let you.
You focused hard, wanting to grab her hand that was next to yours, but all you managed to do was put your little finger on hers and squeeze it very lightly.
This activity made you so tired that you closed your eyes again and drifted away into the embrace of Morpheus.
When you opened them, it was like months, you were lying on a blanket with Minerva. You were surrounded by beautiful green meadows, and you could see the mountains in the distance. The woman lay with her head on your chest as she ran her finger across the bare skin of your thigh. It was so warm that the short shorts were what you were wearing for the last few days, and you will definitely not part with them.
At some point, Minerva got up and changed position. She was sitting on your thighs now, and your warm skin finally met. You grinned as your hands found their place on her legs under her skirt. You could do anything there and no one would notice anyway.
Minerva leaned down and started kissing your neck. You’ve never felt anything like this, you couldn’t even tell exactly what you were feeling. You didn’t know if her lips were soft or rough, wet or dry. They just were.
“I’d like to take you here sometime.” You heard a voice from your right, but there was no one there. “I’d like to show you where I was lying in the grass when the weather was fine.” You felt something like a wasp bite on your shoulder, but no animal was there. You closed your eyes when the sun started to get too strong. “I would like to show you the places where I used to go for walks.” You couldn’t feel anything on your neck anymore, so you opened your eyes. You followed Minerva through the forest, the woman showed you different trees, stones and paths, but her words did not reach you, although at the same time you heard her talking to you about what she would like to show you. “There is a beautiful lake not far from my house, in which I liked to bathe when I was little.” When you blinked, the scenery changed. You were sitting on a large stone by the water body and your loved one was in the reins and tried to persuade you to join her, but again you couldn’t move.
“I would like to show you the whole world that matters to me.” You felt a blast of air on your forehead. “Although maybe not. You are my whole world, after all. ” You felt something like a butterfly touching the center of your forehead.
The scenery changed again. You were holding Minerva in your arms again as life slowly faded from her. You didn’t want to go through this again.
Suddenly it hit you. It wasn’t a dream! It was a memory of your last moments before you died. Died? You are still alive, you are still dreaming about your future with Minerva.
You got up and looked at your beloved woman with tears in your eyes.
@freshmoneyalmondathlete:I was wondering if I could request a Minerva McGonagall x student female reader where the reader saves Minerva’s life by bonding their souls together by accident of course the reader didn’t mean to do that but she just couldn’t bare to see Minerva die… They both had an unspoken attraction and bond between them before but couldn’t act upon it since it was though wrong to have a relationship with student but now their souls are intertwined they both can feel when other is in pain, envious and lustful and so forth and even though they have tried to stay away from each other they just can’t and things happen when Minerva thinks a very passionate though about reader and the reader feels that and after class when the students are supposed to asleep reader goes to Minerva’s room to confront her and all the forbidden thoughts and feelings turn into actions.
@darklightluminary: If you could you don’t have to can you do a Minerva McGonagall x reader cause I would love to read it
So you know. I was watching yesterday one of episodoes of Doctor who. And next part of this fic is like this epidoes. And this wasn’t my plan! Sorry. I forgot about this plot. I’m sorry, so sorry.
But I love doctor and bit of him is not something wrong, you know
@freshmoneyalmondathlete:I was wondering if I could request a Minerva McGonagall x student female reader where the reader saves Minerva’s life by bonding their souls together by accident of course the reader didn’t mean to do that but she just couldn’t bare to see Minerva die… They both had an unspoken attraction and bond between them before but couldn’t act upon it since it was though wrong to have a relationship with student but now their souls are intertwined they both can feel when other is in pain, envious and lustful and so forth and even though they have tried to stay away from each other they just can’t and things happen when Minerva thinks a very passionate though about reader and the reader feels that and after class when the students are supposed to asleep reader goes to Minerva’s room to confront her and all the forbidden thoughts and feelings turn into actions.
@darklightluminary: If you could you don’t have to can you do a Minerva McGonagall x reader cause I would love to read it
@freshmoneyalmondathlete:I was wondering if I could request a Minerva McGonagall x student female reader where the reader saves Minerva’s life by bonding their souls together by accident of course the reader didn’t mean to do that but she just couldn’t bare to see Minerva die… They both had an unspoken attraction and bond between them before but couldn’t act upon it since it was though wrong to have a relationship with student but now their souls are intertwined they both can feel when other is in pain, envious and lustful and so forth and even though they have tried to stay away from each other they just can’t and things happen when Minerva thinks a very passionate though about reader and the reader feels that and after class when the students are supposed to asleep reader goes to Minerva’s room to confront her and all the forbidden thoughts and feelings turn into actions.
@darklightluminary: If you could you don’t have to can you do a Minerva McGonagall x reader cause I would love to read it
You sat in the chair in Professor Minerva McGonagall’s office. The woman was standing by the window, staring into the distance.
The war with Grindelwald was on, and it was getting worse. Most of the students were taken home by their parents. Only those who had nowhere to go outside the castle walls and those who were of legal age and wanted to stay to fight, were left.
You were in the latter group. Your family was afraid for you, but they knew you could handle anything that might await you. But wanting to fight wasn’t the only reason you stayed. The woman in front of you was the main argument in this case. You knew Professor McGonagall was a strong woman and that she could take care of herself, but you didn’t want to leave her alone. Not at a time like this. Not after everything you’ve been through together.
Already at first year, you noticed the professor of Transfiguration. You were impressed by her strength, self-confidence and the enthusiasm with which she spoke about her subject. That’s why you tried to get good grades in these lessons. You wanted the professor to pay attention to you and be proud of you. The choice of teacher made you interested in Transfiguration, and outside the classroom, linking your future with this subject.
It wasn’t until the fifth year that you realized that Professor McGonagall noticed you in her class, when she offered you extra Transfiguration classes. She knew that you had mastered the lesson material a long time ago and that the final exams would not be a challenge for you. The teachers did their best to train the young wizards and young witches as good as possible, to prepare them for what could happen in the near future.
In the sixth year, you were offered an Individualized Teaching in Transfiguration, and you agreed to it without hesitation. You were no longer a little girl who was only concerned with pleasures, but you were glad to spend more time with Professor McGonagall anyway. Your childish fascination turned into a teenage crush, and although you knew you had no chance with such a woman, you wanted to allow yourself at least a little happiness.
Your meetings have not always focused only on transfiguration. This started with talking about your future, then questions about how you spent the last few days, and sometimes you had the privilege of hearing about her life, her family, or her hobbies.
If you changed her office, where you used to meet, to a restaurant, it could be compared to the new couple’s meeting dates. On the one hand, you liked to think about it so that you are not a teacher or a student, but two people who get to know each other better and better. On the other hand, you hated those thoughts because they gave you the false hope that she might have looked at you differently someday, but even if she did, it’s still the subject of your teacher-student relationship. Your relationship of any kind would be forbidden in your society. Already some students are sending you weird looks when they notice you walking together in the corridor to the library or to its office.
When you returned to school for your seventh year, you didn’t know what to expect because the day before the end of the last year you were invited to Minerva’s private quarters for tea. You sat together in the living room in front of the fireplace on the couch and talked about your vacation plans. The old woman was quiet, which is not like her. And as it turned out, she had reasons. She didn’t want you to go back to school for your seventh year, fearing for you. She had expected a battle with Grindelwald to take place, and she didn’t want you to be part of it.
You spent this evening in the most intimate pose you have been in so far. You held her in your arms while Minerva was crying for the fate of the students, the wizards, and yours. When you said goodbye, she put her hands on your cheeks, and you saw the hesitation in her eyes, wondered if she might get carried away, but she shook her head slightly and placed a kiss on your forehead, but she put all the feeling she felt for you into it.
That’s why when you returned to school in your seventh year, she was furious at you. You didn’t have to talk to her to know that. You saw it in her eyes, in her body posture, when she noticed you in the Great Hall. The first weeks were unbearable for you. Apart from your meetings during the lesson, you had nothing in common. Even the students have noticed that something strange is happening between you, or rather nothing normal is happening.
After a month of school, you were fed up. You were already an adult, you could decide about yourself, and that’s why you decided to come back. Because you can fight for your school and for her. That’s why you decided to talk to her, which made you slam the door as you walked into her office.
“Ugh. Could it be over now? ”
You looked at the woman standing by the window, at the woman you loved who also felt something for you, you were sure of it.
“I don’t understand what you’re talking about, Miss Y/L/N.” She didn’t turn to face you as you sat in your chair, but you knew she wasn’t happy to see you here.
“Oh, are we going to surnames again now? Okay, Professor McGonagall. ” You made yourself more comfortable. “Let’s talk seriously. When will we return to our classes? ”
“You don’t need them, miss …” You interrupted her.
“Bullshit!” You got up, hitting the desk with your hand, and the woman turned. “I am no longer a child, Minerva.” You calmed down, but you didn’t sit back down. “You can’t forbid me to fight when other students can do it, and you can’t be mad at me for wanting to help.”
Minerva looked at you. She didn’t speak to you as she walked over to the desk and sat down across from you.
“You’re right.” You sat down to be on the same level as her. “I can’t be mad at you for that.” She gave you a little smile. “Which doesn’t mean I’m not mad at you for not obeying me.”
“And you would have done it in my place?” You knew the answer to that before the question was completely out of your mouth.
“No.” She said softly.
And that meeting changed everything. Or rather, it brought everything back to order. You continued your class, although your focus was now more on Defense Against the Dark Arts than on Transmutation. And so you had learned school material a long time ago, more defensive spells will not hurt anyone.
Two months passed, the students continued their studies as much as the tension in the air allowed them, and you and Minerva spent more and more time together, and after those evenings spent together, you were sure of your feelings for her. It was no longer childish crush, but love. You’ve wondered many times whether to tell her, but each time Minerva started to say something before you even said a word. As if she knows what you want to say but doesn’t want to let you.
You made a promise to yourself that you would do it one day, but you didn’t know it would happen so quickly, and that under such circumstances.
During the Christmas break, Hogwarts was under attack. There were very few people who could have suffered in this incident, but of course you stayed. You planned to make Minerva’s life so difficult that you had the opportunity to confess your feelings, but you didn’t think it would be like that.
You were on the grounds and repelled the attack of three wizards who wanted to get to the castle from the side of the wooden bridge. You didn’t know what they were looking for, but you knew they were from Grindelwald and that they couldn’t cross that bridge.
You both have already defeated two of them, while the third was slowly losing strength as he had to repel double attacks. After a while, he too fell to the ground, and Minerva breathed a sigh of relief and looked at you, looking for any wounds. She came up to you and took you in her arms.
“Are you okay?” She whispered against your hair, refusing to let go of you.
“No, nothing. You?” You squeezed her just as tight.
“Just a few bruises.”
You stood there for a few seconds, even though you thought it took forever. You moved away from her a little and looked into her beautiful eyes. You brushed a strand from her forehead and was about to say the words when a few things suddenly happened.
You heard from behind Minerva the rustle of grass, and after a while some words were whispered. Then your hand, which you held on the witch’s back, flooded with hot liquid, and a grimace of pain appeared on Minerva’s face.
On the spur of the moment, you picked up your wand and cast the cruciatus curse, so strong that the perpetrator immediately lost consciousness from the fatigue and pain he was feeling.
You laid Minerva gently on the ground as she slowly lost strength in her legs. Tears were running down your cheeks, and you kept saying over and over again that it was impossible that there was so much waiting for you two in this lifetime. You’ve tried all the healing spells you know, but none of them worked, and you even had the feeling that they only made things worse. You took off your shirt to stop the bleeding, but there was so much blood that previously the white shirt turned red.
You pressed the material to the wound when you heard your name spoken very softly.
“You won’t die here.” You looked into her eyes. “You have no right to do this to me, do you understand?” You put your hand on hers and squeezed. “In a moment …” You swallowed and wiped away your tears. “Professor Dumbledore will be here in a moment. He will come up with something. ”
“We both know … that nothing can be done.” Her words were very soft, and as she spoke you noticed blood starting to flow from the corner of her mouth.
“You can’t leave me like this. I… I love you. ” You said softly, but you knew she heard you.
“Quite right, too.” She smiled at you and tried to squeeze your hand, you barely felt it, it was so weak. “And I…” Her eyes slowly closed. “Suppose, if it’s…” She had more and more trouble speaking through the blood in her mouth. “My last Chance… to say it…” She looked at you with difficulty keeping her eyes open. “Y/N Y/L/N, I…” She never opened them again.
She didn’t even try to open them anymore, and the blood from her mouth slowly stopped leaking. Her chest was no longer rising under her green robes with blood-red stains on them. Her life energy was leaking out of her, and you could feel it.
You let out an inhuman cry, similar to the cry of a phoenix, as you leaned over her to hug her one last time. Your tears mixed with her blood, falling into her side wound that occupied the entire half of her body.
You felt weaker and weaker, you had the feeling that you were also shot with the same curse because you were wet with blood and tears, and it hurt so much. Losing a loved one shouldn’t have happened at such a young age, but it was just what happened.
You drifted slowly away as your tears dripped down onto Minerva’s interior, sealing her wounds. You didn’t hear the witch take a deep breath anymore, but she didn’t wake up.
Soon after, Professor Dumbledore found both of you, you were lying on top of Minerva. You were covered in blood, surrounded by three of the most formidable sorcerers in the ranks of Grindelwald. The silence was broken only by your very quiet breaths.
Request by @jojalie: I wanted to make a request for Mary Poppins. So, you see I have this headcanon that when Mary isn’t taking care of children right now she lives in some sort of… paradise cloud city angle place thingy in the sky? Anyway it is about y/n an Mary being in a relationship (and her also living with Mary in that cloudcity) and y/n is taking care of the Banks kids with Mary. They came down from the sky together and… idk… maybe its something subtle (like them often holding hands) or maybe the kids catch them kissing… the rest is basically up to you. Its just something I thought about. With Emily Blunt’s Mary Poppins
Info: I know it is not long or good, but I have exams and don’t have much time for writing. But I wanted write this little story about Mary Poppins and I think I can upload this because I think you may like this. Or not, it’s up for you.
You sat on the couch in your shared apartment and waited for your beloved Mary Poppins to come home. You knew she was watching her old Banks family to see if they needed help.
