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*Holmesian Feline* · 01-09-2013, 03:24 PM

Behold the tails of bravery and woe of one Minerva McGonagall, Gryffindor's own Mother Lion.

I do not own Minerva McGonagall as she is the property of JK Rowling (and Dame Maggie Smith)

1. Accio 2. Avada Kedavra 3. Braking Charm 4. Blasting Curse 5. Colloportus 6. Crucio 7. Confundus 8. Diffindo 9. Disapparate 10. Engorgio 11. Expecto Patronum 12. Furnunculus 13. Flagrate 14. Horn Tongue 15. Hurling Hex 16. Impedimenta 17. Imperio 18. Incarcerous 19. Jelly Legs 20. Knitting Charm 21. Langlock 22. Legilimens 23. Levicorpus 24. Lumos 25. Mobilicorpus 26. Morsmordre 27. Muffliato 28. Nox 29. Obliviate 30. Oppugno 31. Orchideous 32. Petrificus Totalus 33. Point Me 34. Protego 35. Quietus 36. Reducto 37. Relashio 38. Rictusempra 39. Sectumsempra 40. Sonorus 41. Scourgify 42. Silencio 43. Specialis Revelio 44. Stupefy 45. Tarantallegra 46. Tergeo 47. Twitchy Ears Hex 48. Unbreakable Vow 49. Wingardium Leviosa 50. Waddiwasi

50 Transfigurations/ 7 OWLs

2. Avada Kedavra

Two flashes of green...the same emerald of his mother’s eyes

A boy becomes an orphan and the wizarding world was turned on its end. The fate of the Boy-Who-Lived rested on the decision of her and Dumbledore to hand him over to his muggle family.

A flash from a borrowed wand…

A Champion dies and Minerva watches his father fall apart as the Tri-Wizard Tourniment turns deadly once more. If only they had known that the cup was a portkey…that Mad-Eye wasn’t Mad-Eye.

Another green flash...

She was now head of the school. And her teacher, predecessor, long-term colleague and friend was gone. Another colleague seemingly a traitor.

A final attempt…

A murderous curse held off by a meager spell held cast by the same young man all grown. A true Gryffindor she was very proud of.

Who knew how two simple words could do so much in the course of less than two decades

*Holmesian Feline* · 01-19-2013, 07:38 PM

4. Blasting Curse

“There is nothing going on,” Minerva said wanting to roll her eyes at the pink witch. She and Filch were bound and determined to see past their paranoia and come upon some truth and the deputy headmistress wasn’t about to continue letting her badger the students.

“Oh…indeed there is,” Umbridge remarked, her words followed by that annoying laugh of hers. Cue inward sigh. “I will find out what it is if I have to turn this castle upside down.”

In the end it only took a blasting curse to solve the final piece to the puzzle. And after hearing what had been going behind the staff and High Inquisitor’s back, a silent smirk graced the elder Gryffindor’s face as she watched as the students were filed into Albus’ office.

Dumbledore’s Army.

100 points to Mr. Potter and his students

*Holmesian Feline* · 01-19-2013, 10:38 PM

6. Crucio

Albus…I’m failing you.

Minerva couldn’t help it. She felt a failure as news of torment and torture at the hands of the deatheaters-turned-professors reached her ears. It took all of her control not to attack the caster the first time she witnessed the unforgivable sent out right in front of her. From student…to student!

When had things gotten so out of hand?

It wasn’t like Umbridge’s rein where outright disobedience wasn’t met with loss of life. Or worse…the lives of those she oversaw…the students.

An unconscious wince went through the woman as if her body was reminding her of the stunners she took in Hagrid’s defense.

“Face it, Minerva, Yer not as young as ye once were,” she mused with a sigh and a shake of her head as she sat back in her chair in front of the evening fire. She certainly couldn’t stop everything herself.

Didn't mean she wasn't going to try either.

*Holmesian Feline* · 01-23-2013, 08:23 PM

8. Diffindo

“And so…because of that strip of skin, I can’t participate in the Headless Hunt…”

The voice of one Sir Nicholas de Mimsy Porpington, resident ghost of Gryffindor House, could be heard regaling the newest bunch of young lions of his woes. Minerva herself remembered the first time she had heard the tale herself. Just a few years before when she was a first year.

It was sad really.

If only a wizard had been around then to finish the job correctly. Just one simple spell, taught to every Hogwarts student, discreetly cast upon his neck. Then he would be Headless Nick instead of Nearly Headless Nick. And able to participate in the festivities he longed for…even in the afterlife.

Minerva shook her head pushing it aside as she took a sip of her pumpkin juice waiting for the Halloween feast to begin. She should be having fun herself after all, not worrying about a deceased knight and his death-day plans.

*Holmesian Feline* · 01-25-2013, 02:05 AM

10. Engorgio

McGonagall watched the nearly identical redheads as they sat across from her in her office for not the first time since they came to Hogwarts. And no doubt not the last given their propensity for trouble. Such a change from their prefect brother

“You do realize why you are here, Messers Weasley?” The question doing its best to keep her from shaking her head. What HAD they been thinking?

If they had been thinking at all.

The two boys nodded their heads in answer, unable to speak given the spell Snape had cast when they were caught.

“And just why did you think Professor Snape would appreciate what you did?” Minerva asked, wordlessly taking the jinx off of her charges.

“Well we figured if he wouldn’t mind a larger face…” Fred remarked starting the explanation.

“To go with his large nose,” finished George, not missing a beat.

Why did the Weasley Twins have to be Gryffindors?

*Holmesian Feline* · 01-27-2013, 11:59 PM

12. Furnunculus

“You’ve got to be kidding me!”

Minerva was never one to think that much about her appearance unlike other girls with whom she shared a dorm with. However that didn’t mean she wanted to look like something exploded all over her face and that’s exactly what it did look like.

A share of pimples and red boils suddenly now graced her pale skin. And they surely hadn't been there when she went to sleep the night before.

A bunch of giggles erupted from behind her and the Gryffindor turned to face her roommates. “Not funny.”

“No…but you should have seen the look on your face,” Roxanne remarked, the first to gain her voice amongst her laughter.

“Better than we thought,” Clarissa admitted with a touch of jest in her voice.

“Wait…you guys did this?!” Minerva couldn't help the incredulous tone in her words.

“Aye…just a joke Minerva,” Adi added before all three girl’s announced in unison to their friend.

“APRIL FOOLS!”

It was the young Scotswoman's turn to laugh. She certainly had been caught in the prank.

*Holmesian Feline* · 02-05-2013, 09:50 PM

14. Horn Tongue

She knew she had to.

She had to break it off.

Minerva knew she couldn’t marry Dougal as much as she wanted to. To do so would be denying all that she was and all she could be and repeating the history her mother had gone through. Deep down she just wasn’t that strong.

So she made her way over to his farm, her tongue feeling as hard as stone as she tried to think of the words to say. How she could possibly say goodbye to the man she loved?

In the end it came out rough and unyielding. And as she walked away from one possible future, the tears came freely. Unable to apparated due to lack of focus, Minerva simply wandered away into the distance, stopping as she crested the nearest hill and turning around at her name. She almost called back but no words could come that wouldn't cut him worse than the refusal already had.

Biting her tongue, she turned back around and quickly continued on her way, the woman disparating as soon as she was out of sight and able.

*Holmesian Feline* · 02-24-2013, 05:16 PM

16. Impedimenta

Minerva flew across the pitch as fast as she could, the quaffle tucked neatly under her arm. Today was the championship and the last match before she graduated and Gryffindor wasn’t about to let the snakes have the title.

Not if she could help it.

Weaving around members of both teams once she had received the pass and beheld the scarlet ball, the seventh year was nearing the Slytherin rings and ready to shoot her prize through the left hoop. However an opponent dressed in green had another plan and with a blur of activity, Minerva found herself stopped dead in her tracks by the larger player.

TWEET!

“FOUL!” the referee yelled calling attention and stopping both teams from any further action. Yet all the chaser knew was the fall to the ground as she was knocked out of commission for the rest of the game.

She woke up in the hospital wing with a whole slew of injuries and the morbid news that Slytherin had won.

“Bloody Snakes!”

*Holmesian Feline* · 04-28-2013, 08:17 PM

18. Incarcerous

“Bloody idiot!”

Minerva was upset as she headed through the corridors of the castle. yet one couldn’t be sure just who she was more upset with. One Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore for willingly allowing himself to be carted away by the Minister of Magic or with Fudge for so blindly following anything that bleached snake told him.

“Imperious my foot.” Malfoy was a manipulative, pureblooded criminal. Pure and simple.

But it had all happened late at night and she had been dragged down from her quarters with the news. Now she had to run the school in his absence AND figure out how to get him out. All the while the mysterious dangers lay within Hogwarts so the safety of the students and staff were another responsibility left on her shoulders.

“Professor…Minerva”

McGonagall stopped and turned to spot Madam Pomfrey coming her way, the school healer not looking too happy. “Yes, Poppy?” she responded acknowledging her co-worker and friend wondering what was up now.

“You might want to come with me.”

*Holmesian Feline* · 04-28-2013, 10:04 PM

20. Knitting Charm

Minerva couldn’t believe she had forgotten.

Here she was, one of the new professors for the term, and she had forgotten to get a Christmas gift for her pick until a moment of realization Christmas Eve.

And she had wound up picking the headmaster’s name to boot.

The transfiguration professor struggled to think of what she could possibly do in her predicament, dreading saying the truth even though she doubted Dumbledore would be too upset over it. Or at least not punish her for her oversight. More likely she’d get more flak from her fellow professors.

She had been very nearly about to go into bed defeated when an idea came to her. The woman digging around her study for some yarn, eventually coming across a ball she liked for her project and setting an appropriate spell into motion.

One pair of multi-colored wool socks coming up.

*Holmesian Feline* · 06-08-2013, 03:29 AM

22. Legilimens

“Animal to object transfiguration…”

“Vera Verto…The ability to transfigure a rat into a water goblet.”

“Three sharp taps on the creature before saying the incantation.”

Minerva listened curiously at the responses to her questions, a single hand raised most of the time. Each of the answers being shot back at her were far from what she was expecting from the younger class, even if the topic at hand was at their level of ability. The muggleborn witch who was giving them appearing as if she was taking them directly from her own head.

Impossible of course. The professor pushing the thought away as she moved on.

“Miss Granger…please see me after the lesson,” Minerva spoke before moving to write up the next part of the lesson on the board.

“Yes, Professor McGonagall,” the girl answered obediently in return.

*Holmesian Feline* · 06-08-2013, 03:32 AM

24. Lumos

Minerva awoke from her seemingly sound sleep almost as if her cat-like senses had made her aware of something wrong. Reaching for her wand beneath her pillow as she sat up, she blinked to clear the sandman’s dust from her eyes and try and focus better on her surroundings.

“Lumos!”

With the casting of the spell, the room around her was alight with a warm soft glow coming from her wand. A light that revealed that there was nothing visible within the walls. The young woman was tempted to cast another spell…this one in search of any invisible intruders but caught herself with a shake of the head.

“You’re just being jumpy, Minerva,” she quietly berated herself, trying to relax as she leaned back down upon her pillow.

First light was soon enough to check on things.

*Holmesian Feline* · 07-12-2013, 03:16 PM

26. Morsmordre

Minerva could never pin down in her memory the first time she had seen the now familiar eerie green shape blazed across the sky. However she would comment she had seen it both in person and in print far more often than she cared to.

A former auror and long-standing member of the Order of the Phoenix she fought bravely and dedicatedly against its numerous castors. However there was only one happenstance that hit her deep down…the moment it was flown over HER house.

Albus was dead and death eaters swarmed her home away from home, threatening all she held dear. When the dust settled, she raised her wand, using her magic to help clear the sky.

To try and pick up the pieces.

Now was a time for starting anew.

*Holmesian Feline* · 07-13-2013, 07:43 PM

28. Nox

Minerva had lost him.

The woman sighed and lowered her wand as her gaze flitted around in one last ditch attempt to spot her quarry. She had been tailing the guy for blocks and it appeared the wizard had finally gotten the better of her.

“Darn powder!” she mused, cursing the instant darkness that had covered his movement just a few minutes earlier. One moment she had a clear view…the next it was lights out for her. And when she managed to finally move away from the cloud, Minerva could only hear not actually see him.

Hearing footsteps, she quickly moved to follow, but she only found an innocent passerby on the street beyond her, the witch having hurriedly hidden her wand for fear he was a muggle. As more time passed, she could only sigh once more in defeat before disapparating away.

She was going to hear it back at the office.

Beaten by dust.

*Holmesian Feline* · 07-13-2013, 07:45 PM

30. Oppugno

“Conjuring is another form of transfiguring,” Minerva stated as she stared out into the sea of students in her 4th year class. “It is the art of making something from nothing. Though it does not work for everything as Gamp’s Laws and exemptions clearly state.” The professor had mentioned them in a previous class, inwardly hoping she didn’t have to remind them on what they included.

Thankfully the group filled with Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs seemed to have been paying attention. Good for them.

“Now can anyone tell me the spell to conjure birds?” she asked, gazing around the classroom though no one replied at first. “It’s avis…spelled a-v-i-s” The word appearing on the board behind her as giggles were heard causing Minerva to eye her students in search of the cause.

“What is so funny, Miss Carmichael?” she asked getting impatient at the laughter.

“Um…it’s just the spell the older girl…Miss Granger used.”

Ah…now it made sense, she mused remembering the scene the week before.

“Correct…but only partly. The other spell used for that is more…Professor Snape’s expertise.”

Not that she was going to show the younger students how to ATTACK each other with birds.

*Holmesian Feline* · 07-13-2013, 11:47 PM

32. Petrificus Totalus

Mr. Longbottom was exactly where the prefect had said he was. But then one couldn’t exactly move when a body-bind is placed upon you.

In a dressing gown and her hair down, McGonagall had hurried to the Gryffindor Common Room to see about the first year. It seemed the boy couldn’t catch a break including the broken arm at the beginning of term and everything before and since. Much like his fellow lion born only a day after him.

Minerva approached the couch where he had been lifted by the student leaders, one ever-efficient school matron already there by his side. The spell off, the nurse was checking Longbottom out.

“Poppy…” she started quietly, hoping to catch the attention of her friend and colleague without being loud and waking anyone else up.

“He’ll be alright, Minerva,” Poppy assured her as she straightened up to face her. “The spell seemed to be cast correctly and caused no harm.”

Minerva nodded relieved yet having a clue just who was responsible. The Gryffindor she thought most able to cast the curse if necessary.

Granger…

*Holmesian Feline* · 09-25-2013, 10:09 PM

34. Protego

“Protego!”

Minerva fell backwards to the floor as Snape’s shield successfully rebounded her own spell.
So much for the pretense of civil conversation. But then Minerva had doubted she could keep it up much longer anyway, especially when Filius, Pomona and Horace eventually arrived to join her to deal with the headmaster.

Regaining herself, the witch cast again, calling fire from a nearby torch to do her bidding as she worked to recover her stance. She was rewarded by a typical Slytherin act, a snake of smoke replacing her ring of fire and quickly changing directions toward her.

“He trusted you…” she said as she vanished it away, thinking of the only thing that came to mind. The betrayal of Dumbledore. “You’ve proven to be worse to this school that Umbridge.” Her words had clearly ruffled the feathers of the younger man judging by the mixture of anger…and was that hurt…upon his pale face. The spell shot her way was bounced back by another off to her left.

The cavalry had arrived.

*Holmesian Feline* · 12-17-2013, 01:38 AM

36. Reducto

She hated waiting.

And since Severus had disappeared and the crowds of deatheaters had gathered just on the outskirts of the castle’s wards, those left inside were left to do just that. Wait until the next phase of the fighting happened. On guard and alert…preparing for whatever might be coming their way.

BOOM!

Minerva turned in the direction of the sound, the sight that greeted her a blaze of explosions as the bridge in the distance blew like fireworks set in some fantastic design. Guess it was time for the next stage to begin.

Mr. Finnigan had certainly outdone himself.

*Holmesian Feline* · 12-21-2013, 03:18 AM

38. Rictusempra

Her nose deep within her transfiguration texts, Minerva’s reading was interrupted by the sounds of scuffling in the front hall. She sighed and reluctantly got up from her seat to investigate, her mum having left her in charge while both parents were out.

Coming to the source of the sound, the teenager spotted Robert and Malcolm engaged in battle rolling around on the floor. They almost seemed to be tickling each other into submission over something she doubted made any real sense.

“Real mature,” she said with a shake of her head the older McGonagall slipping her wand from her hidden pocket.

Brothers…younger brothers at that. She’d never understand them.

Twin flashes of red sparked towards her brothers, hitting them in the butt and shocking them into breaking apart as Minerva stood watching with her arms folded. Her look a mirror of their mother’s stern reprimand.

Thank goodness she was of age.

*Holmesian Feline* · 12-28-2013, 03:26 AM

40. Sonorus

She stood off to the side of the classroom, half hidden from the seats as she watched the student filing into the room prepared for class. As much as she had prepared for this, Minerva found there were nerves within her stomach that weren’t often there. How had she let Dumbledore convince her to take on the role of professor? Yet here she stood and judging by the sound level most had arrived for their first transfiguration lesson of the term.

The woman moved to the front of the classroom and cleared her throat. “Good afternoon, we shall begin,” Minerva greeted in her best, calm yet stern teaching voice. The reaction was minimal with only some students responding as her voice was lost in the din. Well that wasn’t going to work, she mused to herself as she thought on another option…returning to her earlier auror roots and pretending she was calling out a dark wizard.

“Quiet down and return to your seats.” The result was different, the rest turning to see the Scottish woman prepared to teach. The sound of the room gradually quieting until it was manageable.

There…that did it.
Just needed a bit of amplification.

*Holmesian Feline* · 01-01-2014, 11:54 PM

42. Silencio

“Listen Minerva…you must keep it a secret. Your father must not see or know.” The elder McGonagall woman spoke quietly as if deathly afraid of being overheard.

“But why Mother?” The young girl was confused, the feeling written clearly across her face. If she was special shouldn’t she show it? Wouldn’t Father be proud of her?

“Because its not allowed. And trouble might come from it. You must promise me you will keep it quiet.”

“I promise,” was all she could manage to say in response. Minerva wanted to fight the idea but the look upon her mother’s face, however calm it appeared, spoke volumes about how the conversation was over. She would keep this news from her father, lying if need be.

Maybe this new talent wasn’t so great.

*Holmesian Feline* · 02-10-2014, 03:42 PM

44. Stupefy

Alright…this was a last straw.

Minerva picked up the hem of her robes and headed out into the night towards Hagrid’s hut. That toad and her minions were trying to release another staff member from the school. Trelawney had been one thing…the divinations professor having always been a little batty…and utterly useless in her opinion. But the half-giant had done nothing wrong.

Besides be half-giant.

“STOP THIS AT ONCE!”

The spells started to fly and while Hagrid remained standing, the deputy headmistress rushed to his side to help.

Then…all she saw was several streaks of red before blacking out.

*Holmesian Feline* · 02-10-2014, 05:52 PM

46. Tergeo

This wasn't the way she had expected to spend her summer. But her mum had said it had to be done and that was that.

“Minerva, it is best not to rely on magic,” her mother had remarked when asked why they couldn't just use a spell.

She nearly jumped as there was sudden movement from behind her water bucket spilling its contents a spider skittering along the baseboard until it was hidden once more. At least it wasn’t an acromantula, the teenager mused, shivering at the thought as she went back to her cleaning, wiping up the spilled water.

*Holmesian Feline* · 02-10-2014, 08:23 PM

48. Unbreakable Vow

As the dust settled and the battle was over, she was headmistress once more. As rebuilding and healing efforts were begun, Potter had sought her out, pressuring her to see what memories he had within a vial. The former Gryffindor finally gave in, slipping into her office for her privacy.

When Minerva pulled her head from the penseive, the clouds of memory fading into simply swirls upon the liquid’s surface, she sat there simply staring into space. The woman trying to deal with all she was being told or rather shown.

“Oh Severus…”

How had I judged you so wrongly?

*Holmesian Feline* · 05-28-2014, 06:57 PM

50. Waddiwasi

“POTTER! BLACK!!”

The two Gryffindor troublemakers turned slowly towards her looking as innocent as they could as if it would help them. The professor was struggling to keep her traditionally Scottish temper in check as she stood in the hallway. They tried her patience more often than she cared to admit and just had to be in her house. This time she had found a surprise in her office that just had to be snuck in by the students currently facing her.

With a flick of her hand, the offensive object shot towards them in answer to her unspoken spell. “Detention!” she stated simply before turning on her heal and strolling away in a huff.

They were worse than Peeves sometimes.

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