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I tried several attempts to write a FanFic but they've all died on me, but this is summer so I'll try my hardest to finish it. Yes I know a lot of this story would not make sense if you actually did the math, but let's just pretend that the math is pointing in my favor xD.

Chapter 1

Two girls sat in the train compartment laughing at each other’s summer mishaps. Despite the fact that one was in Ravenclaw and one was in Gryffindor and they were a grade apart, they had become the greatest of friends through their years at Hogwarts. The one girl’s attention was drawn away from the conversation because of the feeling that someone was watching them.

“Minerva?”

“Yes?”

“Do you have any clue to why a certain Cornelius Fudge is looking your way?”

Minerva snapped her head around almost too quickly. When their eyes met, even using the strength of their willpower neither Minerva nor Fudge could stop blushing. Minerva’s companion burst out with a fit of giggles and fell to the floor holding her stomach and gasping for air.

“Shut up, Myrtle!” Minerva laughed once she tore her eyes from the boy sitting in the compartment across from theirs.

“What am I to do? The second they see you they all start drooling!” She gasped after she had regained her breath.

“No they don’t!” Minerva retorted, but knew that she was lying.

“Plus,” Myrtle continued, “Fudge is head boy!” She started giggling again, “and you’re head girl so that makes you the perfect couple!”

“Ha ha,” Minerva said sarcastically.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door. It opened and the first thing they saw was a pink toad… no, never mind it was a girl.

“Hello, Minerva,” she spat the name out. “Myrtle.”

“What do you want?”

“I want to know why my Fudgikins was looking over in this compartment.

Myrtle snorted to hold back another bout of laughter. “Fudgikins?”

“Delores, I have no control over who your Fudgikins decides to stare at, so leave before I turn you into a toad,” Minerva.

“Fine.”

First 2 post! OMG! I love it, its so interesting too. Can't wait till your next post. PAMS!
XXX
Michelle

yay! I have someone who is interested! I'll work on Chapter 2 tonight.

This is great!!! I don't think I've read a fic of this era before!!! GREAT!!!

PAMS!

Love Jade xxx

P.S. I am so subscribing!

^that's me.

Chapter 2
Minerva led the first years to the Gryffindor Common room and after she explained everything she knocked and then entered her dorm. She looked around at her old friends. Minerva suddenly felt too tired to stand so she crawled into her bed and promptly fell asleep.
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“Aaarrgghhh!”

“What?” Olive asked the next morning after their schedules had been handed out.

“I have Divination First period,” Minerva groaned.

“I don’t know why you even signed up for that class anyways,” Olive scoffed.
“Being well rounded is important to me!” McGonagall retorted, but after a second thought said, “No, that was a lie. I don’t know why I sighed up for that class.”

“Well I’m off to Potions.” Olive bid her farewell and was on her way.

I’d better be off anyways, Minerva thought. She picked up her book bag stuffed with her classroom necessities and set off. No sooner had she gotten to the third floor when she spotted a friendly face that she realized she had missed over their summer break.

“Sir Cadogan!”
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Hello, Minerva! How goes you?"

“I’m great. How are you?” Minerva and the Knight started walking down the halls so she would not be late.

“Life is treating me fair. How is the old-” suddenly Sir Cadogen’s mouth was glued shut. Minerva turned around from their interrupted conversation to see Tom Riddle standing all to close to her for comfort.

“Minerva, I’ve been meaning to speak to you.” His charm did not work on her.
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I need to get to class,” Minerva said quickly and started walking fast.

“But I have 1st period Divination to, so we can talk o the way.”

Great, Minerva thought sarcastically. I get to see him every morning.

They reached the ladder too soon for Tom to start his “conversation” with her. She knew it would come later...
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Ok so, I've been having trouble with what houses some of the characters should be in I've always seen Myrtle as a Ravenclaw and then that Umbridge and Fudge were both "Huffies." You can post or PM me to tell me what you think. =)

I think thats a great idea and I too picture Myrtle as a Ravenclaw but I picture Umbridge as a Slytherin. But of course I'm sure I'm wrong there. Anyway awesome post!

Yeah. Umbridge would be in slytherin except for her pink and kitten obsession. Plus if she was in Slytherin she probably woudn't be running after fudge...

Yea, I assumed that wouldn't work. But she is evil. lol, well PAMS!

PAMS.
So far I love it. :]! I'll be coming back for more.

Some time ago (when I was overly and creepily obsessed) I worked the math out and they were one year apart (If I remember correctly, she's one year older than he is, but let's just pretend that they're the same age.)

Thanks to all of you for your support. I really appreciate it.

Chapter 3


“And as you look into the crystal ball…” Professor Marchnic was droning on as usual. Soon Minerva had toned out the sound of her voice and was suddenly in transfiguration class. They were doing a first year assignment of turning matches into needles. Minerva was complaining about the easiness. However when she tried to transfigure the match, instead of the intended needle was Tom Riddle’s head. Staring up at her, he started to speak. Minerva screamed and ran to the door trying to get out but it was locked…

“Miss McGonagall!”

Minerva looked around and started to turn scarlet. She had fallen asleep during class. Now in any other class she would have been extremely ashamed of herself, but, this was Divination so she gave herself a break.
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As she turned sharply after crawling down from the ladder to escape the talk she was doomed to have with Riddle, she felt someone grab the back of her robes. She groaned.

“You might as well give up, Minerva,” the voice belonging to a certain Riddle spoke.

“Why are you so intent on speaking with me?” Minerva asked annoyed that she could not slip into the library to get some books.

“Why are you so intent on avoiding me?” Tom shot back.

“You scare me,” Minerva ventured bravely, bracing herself for some hex that would probably come her way.

“Oh, I do, do I?”

“Yes. And if you wouldn’t mind, I’m going to the library.” She started to walk away but Tom Riddle grabbed the back of her robes and spun her around so she was facing him.

“As a matter of fact, I do mind! Now I would like to speak with you.”

“About what?”

“We have a meeting with Professor Dippet about our duties as head boys and head girls!” Tom said calmly.

“Well you could have just told me.”

“No. It’s more fun to make you angry.”

Definately tell me if you think that minerva is too MarySue-esque cause I'm feeling that right now. If you don't feel that I'm perfectly content to keep going as she is.

Thanks for the comments! They really make my writing feel appreciated... well my writing dosen't feel appreciated... It's personification

Chapter 4


Half way to the headmaster’s office Minerva realized that Fudge was also a head boy and she ran to the closest mirror o see how she looked. As she looked into the mirror, she mentally commented on her high prominent cheek bones, her small graceful nose, and the blue green color of her eyes.

Is this me? She thought to her self, because I looked so much different just last year. It wasen't that she didn't use to be attractive, she just used to be a skinny little shrimp of a thing and over the summer she had filled out (in all the right places) and looked more graceful.

She then pushed the thoughts of her new found beauty to the back of her mind and proceeded to the Headmaster’s office, arriving just in time. Professor Dumbledore then stood up and started the meeting.

The professor ushered them into the office and each took a seat from the formation of a circle. Minerva looked around. She saw Tom Riddle and Umbridge from Slytherin, Fudge and Bonds from Huffelpuff, Harriet Patil and George Rantens from Ravenclaw, and Harold Weasley from Gryffindor.

“I’m calling this meeting to assign partners for patrolling the halls after hours. These are dangerous times and I feel that it is not safe for students to patrol alone. On Mondays Riddle and Bonds. Tuesdays Patil and Weasley. Wednesdays, McGonagall and Fudge…”

Minerva felt butterflies in her stomach as she and Fudge locked eyes. They both blushed. Umbridge stared daggers at the pair.

“Thursday,” The Professor continued amused at his choice of parings as he glanced at the Wednesday Patrol, “Umbridge and Rantens. For Friday, continue the same pattern. Any questions?” The professor ignored Umbridge's raised hand. “Ok! You may now go to lunch.”

Tom tried to engage Minerva in a chat, but Fudge got there first.

Drat, he said to himself as he watched Minerva and Cornelius talking. It was hard to tell who was redder. It disgusted Tom.
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“Do you want to go outside?” Fudge asked.

“Sure.”

As they strolled out onto the grounds, the sun’s rays warmed their souls. They walked to the edge of the lake and smiled as they saw some first years poking the giant squid.

“Minerva, I was wondering... no it’s a stupid idea.”

“No, I’d like to know,” Minerva said becoming very excited, but not showing it beyond smiling.

Fudge turned to her, forcing himself to make eye contact. He swallowed, took a breath and prepared himself (well, at least he thought…) for the most foolish thing he’d ever done.


I'm both evil and sorry at the same time. Sorry that it took so long for me to post this chapter. It took a long time to get it how I want (i'm still not happy with it.), but it's as good as it's gonna get. I feel evil because you know what's going to happen, but you have to wait =)

I'll also be posting this story of fanfiction.net just so you know.

Chapter 5

Minerva held her breath hoping that what was to happen was what she thought it was.

“Min-Minerva?”

“Yes?”

“Over the past few years I’ve noticed how much we have in common and uh, well, um well I’ve grown to like you, and, well, I was wondering if we could go to Hogsmead together sometime or something like that…” Fudge ended looking at his feet.

“Really?” Minerva asked, and then seeing him nod, “Of course!”

“You mean it? You really mean it? Because I’m in Huffelpuff and you’re in Gryffindor and…”

“Why would I not mean it?”

Fudge smiled. “So, uh, next week we get to go to Hogdsmead.”

“And don’t forget,” Minerva smiled, “Our prefects’ duties.”
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As Minerva entered the Great Hall, she recognized a familiar face.

“Hooch!” she called in her best teacher’s imitation.

Rolanda Hooch snapped around scared. Then she saw Minerva walking her way and started to laugh hysterically. Next to Myrtle, Rolanda Hooch was Minerva’s closest friend. Hooch was the captain of the Quiddich team, but often relied on her bellow beater to help her out.

“Didn’t get to say ‘hi’ last night,” Rolanda apologized.

“Ah! Don’t think on it!”

Hooch snorted and tried to cover her laugh with a cough until she saw that Minerva had begun to laugh so hard she couldn’t breathe. “Your expression was priceless!” Minerva said gasping for air.

“It wasn’t that funny,” Rolanda started laughing again.

“Who said it wasn’t!?”
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Minerva was walking to Dumbledore’s office where she would meet Fudge. When she was walking a flight of stairs it suddenly jerked from underneath her. She lost her balance and tumbled down. At the last minute she grabbed the edge of the lowest stair her body dangling and the cuts on her hands, face, and limbs screaming.

Great, she thought, I have two choices. I can fall several hundred feet to my death or I can get my hands crushed accidentally let go and then fall to my death. I have a great chance at survival.

The staircase was half way to its destination when she heard someone running down the flight of stairs. A pair of strong arms grabbed her at the top of her ribcage and gently (but quickly) pulled her out just a few seconds before the stairs grinded into their new location.

She started to shake and pressed her face into her savior’s robes. She looked into his face. It was Fudge. He wiped blood of one of the scrapes on her temple.

“I don’t think I can walk.” Minerva winced as Fudge picked her up. She fainted dead out.


Sorry if it's confusing.

I just saw this on the latest posts and thought.

hmm. catchy title. maybe i should read.

im so glad i did.
ive never seen a FF in this time before.

its so good.

shannon x

I'm so sorry! I made a HUGE mistake (of course I'm exaggerating) but when I wrote