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Tartan Wrapped Dream	By : snapeswife Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/McGonagall Views: 10048 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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A/N: I want to give a thanks to my Beta MRSSPICY, and say thank you for all the kind reviews I have gotten so far! I really appreciate it! I do not own any of these characters, just borrowing them for a while. I am going to try and update when I can. I had hoped to post this well over a week ago, but real life interferes etc etc. I hope you all enjoy the story and please read and review!

Chapter 1: Decisions and a Plan

Minnie paced the small corridor outside of the Headmasters office. Three days had passed since she had been found in such a state in the library. Snape Severus, as the Minister called him had all but completely avoided her. The others had been kind, but she had been basically secluded from them. With a sigh she ran her hand through her long curls she wore them down as she liked how they looked. It was drastically different compared to when she was married to Winston. The young look made her feel free. Somehow the air was lighter, and she was more comfortable.

With a sigh she leaned back against the wall once more as, tears pricked her eyes. She was aware of the year. The minister had been filled her in on the events of the war well both wars. She knew now how she had rescued Severus by transfiguring the venom to something less harmful. To be quite frank though, Minnie thought the man seemed to be ungrateful for what she had done to save his life. In any case, she didn’t remember any of it. Minerva had no knowledge of the man she had kissed before the library. Hearing raised voices once more, she stepped towards the door in order to hear a little bit better.

“Kingsley, you may be the Minister of Magic, but this is insane! We cannot allow Minerva to continue on as Headmistress as she is! It’s preposterous! We must have a replacement. You know the Board of Governors will never put me in charge, so that leaves Pomona. She is the only choice! Besides, she can help guide Minerva as she regains her memory!” Snape’s drawl was instantly recognizable.

“Severus, you have to understand, I’m merely the Minister of Magic, I don’t have that kind of authority. I can make a recommendation, but the board of governers has the final say. I agree that she isn’t fit to continue as Headmistress- at least for now. What I want to know is how you know so much about her condition when you have avoided her like she had Dragon Pox. It’s not as if she’s going to hurt you.” Kingsley spoke calmly. His voice was like butter and even though Minerva was on the other side of the door, she felt it caress her skin like a lover’s touch.

“I would know, Shacklebolt, because I’m the one who brewed it for Albus. I assumed he was using the potion for himself. How was I to know that something like this would happen? It must have been the extra lace wing fly I added in there that erased her memories. She remembers everything up until Winston’s death; I have no idea how long it will take before her memory is restored. The aging process however will continue. She will age as if she was thirty years old again. If not for the small slip up I could market this….”His voice trailed off.

Minnie had pressed herself against the door at this point, trying to listen better. She bit her lip and breathed as slowly and as calmly as she possibly could. Their words hurt some, but how could they not? From the way they spoke of her she sounded like some horrible harridan and disciplinarian. What had happened to her to make her that way? Sighing she placed her head back against the door just as the Minister began to speak once more.

“Severus, I trust your thoughts on this, but I need an answer. Who should run the school now that Minerva is no longer capable? I personally think Pomona would be best Filius is a good choice as well, but he isn’t getting any younger, and well, to be honest, it would be nice to have someone in charge that isn’t over a hundred years of age.” Minnie heard him flop down into a chair. From the loud sound it was clear that the sear was cover in dragons hide. “This school has been a main part of the wizarding world for so very long, and it’s always the same thing. We need to change the dynamic and, get some fresh blood in here. I’m orchestrating big changes Severus, which will change so much. Not just for us, but for the rest of the wizarding world as well, and I need you to help.”

The answer was a feral growl. It was a sound she had heard from him once before. Snape’s voice came out as a low rumble that made her gasp. Instantly, her mind went back to how he’d reacted to her, and how he’d treated her in the library. “I will give you your answer but no more. I served a master for too long, and I refuse to do so again. I am not a pet nor a puppet. If you want help, use the chosen one. Isn’t he an Auror already? Let him be your toy. I have no more interest in politics. I did my job, my duty. I am no longer bound to anyone and can live my life as I wish.” His voice was taunt and clear, showing there would be no comprises.”

“ After I give you your answer I believe you should be heading to that meeting. You are already in danger of being late. My answer is Pomona. She should be headmistress with Aurora or Sybil as Deputy. Ever since that little knock to her head during the final battle she’s made a good deal more sense than she used to, It pains me to admit this to anyone but she could pass as a different person if she changed her hair and glasses. Now that you have my answer you should go. I’ll find Minerva and tell her the news. I’m glad we both agreed that Minerva should stay on; I think I have to agree with Poppy though that she should change her name. I’ll discuss that with her.”

There were sudden footsteps towards the door and before she could move, the door was yanked open. Suddenly she was falling, unable to stop herself she landed on top of someone. With a gasp and a blush, Minnie opened her eyes, and as she looked up into she gazed into the dark smiling eyes of Kingsley Shacklebolt.

She was shocked at first and then noticed the feel of him. She felt how his muscles, taunt and firm beneath her hands, his stomach pressed against her, and his hands on her shoulders. Her mind wondered if the muscles of his thighs were as powerful as they felt. Subconsciously she bit her lip and flushed once more as she moved to get off of him. “Merlin, I am sorry!” She said as she picked up his hat off the floor, her face still a bright shade of red. She looked back up into his eyes to find them shining with excitement, the closeness making her blush all the more.

Kingsley’s deep voice rumbled through the room, sending a slight shiver up and down her spine. “It’s quite alright Minerva. I’ve had far worse happen in the last few years than having a pretty woman fall on top of me.” His voice had made her fight the urge to tremble, but now she was unable to do so. She was suddenly very aware of this man, a feeling she hadn’t felt in what she assumed was a long time.

Severus walked through the halls, his robes flying behind him dramatically. His little discussion with Minerva would have to wait since she was having dinner with the minister. There was a lot to cover now that Pomona was officially the new headmistress. Severus himself had delivered the news to both Trelawney and Pomona. The former began packing straight away and removed herself to her new rooms. Pomona would be moving in with her husband as soon as Minerva moved to other quarters. Severus was sincerely and utterly unnerved by the change in Sybil. She had gone from a cowering and quivering mess with too thick glasses and hair that reminded him very much of a certain Know-it-all Gryffindor, to a sensible and –dare he say it- a normal witch.

Sybil had taken a hit to the head during the final battle when Dolohov blasted her with a nasty hex. She was knocked unconscious just before the Dark Lord was vanquished and stayed that way for nearly a week. When she’d finally woken not only was she a lot more coherent but seemed to actually have found the intelligence that was hidden beneath her hair.

Reaching the dungeons Severus swept into his rooms, shutting and warding the door tightly behind him. He walked slowly through his personal chambers, removing his outer robes as he went. His high tight collar had become more and more irritating as the day progressed. The stiff cloth chaffed horribly on the still healing scar of his neck, yet it was a clear reminder that, he had been very lucky that night. He could have easily died. As it turned out, Severus was especially lucky that the-boy-who-was-born-to-annoy had been very, very wrong about his demise. Granger, however, seemed to be the only one who’d thought otherwise. It had been Granger’s quick thinking that finally led Minerva back to the Shrieking Shack.

There was, however, no semblance of that woman in Minerva body now. Today she was a flushing, blushing, flirting little woman, who seemed to be intent on driving Severus mad. A small part of him almost regretted his actions in the library. He’d had told himself that there was no way that he could have known it was her, that he could have known that the woman he’d wanted to fuck senseless was, in fact, a woman that he had seen almost as a mother figure. No, he couldn’t hate himself for that. What he could hate himself for now was how he noticed her alluring body: how her tight linen skirt clung to her bottom, how her now lifted bosoms seemed to almost strain against her shirt, how her eyes had glowed with passion and lust in the moonlight. He hated that he still felt the lust even after the young woman’s identity had been revealed.

The thing that seemed to almost kill Severus was how his body had betrayed him. He’d awoken with an erection for the first time in years, and not the normal semi-soft morning wood. This was a full- fledged, aching throbbing, cold shower, screaming his release until he wanted to pound his head against the wall erection. It wasn’t just a onetime thing either; it had happened every morning since he had found her. And now, to his bitter disappointment, she was flirting with the minister.

Frustrated, he rolled his eyes and went to change into some muggle clothing. With a smirk on his face, he began to make a plan. He would get his release, oh yes. Showering first, he pulled back his hair, disillusioned his scars and dressed. He still had access to his hidden side entrance allowing him to leave the school un noticed .Tonight, he decided was a good time to use it. Spending the night getting drunk in a bar and quite literally loosing himself in a stranger might eventually work to relieve some of the pressure.

Finally ready, he smiled to himself and quickly disappeared through the familiar passage, unaware that the portrait of a certain headmaster was watching. To Severus, it seemed his plan was working perfectly, everything was going according to plan, the question was, would they forgive him when the truth all came crashing back down around them?
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