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adharaphoenix in LJ. Augusta Longbottom is a / Minerva McGonagall at the request of
phoenixgfawkes ... because she's worth it, right? XDDDD couple piece allowed my roof stones and Phoenix, do not you ask about the medal that promise because it does not deserve. In any case, happy day of Femslash (?) Haha. (217)
- Well, it's nothing to be ashamed! You should estar proud, Neville, proud! They gave their health and healing for her only son was ashamed of them, you know!
course I knew, but for some reason that always made him charge down the head. This time was no different. With head bowed, Neville walked behind her, casting furtive glances at his huge bag hooked on her wrist that was swinging back and forth to the rhythm of the mighty footsteps of Augusta Longbottom.
walked for that corridor with white walls where the light came in through large windows that covered the wall. When you reach the next corner, he turned to Mrs. LongbottomLXC
- Calm down, lady ...!
"This discussion ends here. I demand to be released. Me voy!
- But lady ...! -A medimago they gestured to his colleagues to come apart and used to put his hand into the pocket of his robe. He was ready to take your wand and make use of it if the situation so demanded. But he did not touch her time or because a heavy object hit so hard against his head that he could not avoid bending and getting a hand to rub his neck.
- Drop it, degenerate! CH
- Well, it's nothing to be ashamed! You should estar proud, Neville, proud! They gave their health and healing for her only son was ashamed of them, you know!
course I knew, but for some reason that always made him charge down the head. This time was no different. With head bowed, Neville walked behind her, casting furtive glances at his huge bag hooked on her wrist that was swinging back and forth to the rhythm of the mighty footsteps of Augusta Longbottom.
walked for that corridor with white walls where the light came in through large windows that covered the wall. When you reach the next corner, he turned to Mrs. LongbottomLXC
- Calm down, lady ...!
"This discussion ends here. I demand to be released. Me voy!
- But lady ...! -A medimago they gestured to his colleagues to come apart and used to put his hand into the pocket of his robe. He was ready to take your wand and make use of it if the situation so demanded. But he did not touch her time or because a heavy object hit so hard against his head that he could not avoid bending and getting a hand to rub his neck.
- Drop it, degenerate! CH
TMLXC
- But what ...?
Neville's eyes widened when he realized what had happened. He could not remember, maybe because I had been more aware of the scene that the woman was riding bare feet and white nightgown, but there was his grandmother, with her purse tightly in her hand. The same bag that had fueled the seconds before medimago.
Neville lit a lamp of shame. Just a few steps closer timidly allowed the group, but remained on the side where he had placed the other doctors. None of them paid attention andPlease ... or
- I have spent many years in coming day after day in this hospital and in my life seen such behavior! Trying to attack a patient! You ever seen!
"Grandma ...
- Neville, not now! Can not you see I'm busy?
-Augusta, please, stop it, "ordered an authoritative voice. I appreciate your help, but I have old enough to fend for myself.
Mrs. Longbottom frowned and stopped in surprise. She wrinkled her nose and turned away.
-Minerva ... He exclaimed when he saw who was speaking to her.
Professor McGonagall stood before her with bare feet on cold tile floor. She was pale and looked bad, but his eyes shone with authority.
"Madam, now that we have witnessed the happy event, would it be much trouble to ask that I let go? The stopped-medimago, who was suffering from as strong as Mrs. Longbottom had caught his wrist. Augusta hit a boat, gave her a glare from "boy, does not cause more problems" and loosened his grip allowing the sas two women. Are you a family? Would you please make him understand he has to eat? "He pleaded, desperate, with a spoon in his right hand clutching and swaying in the basin flan.
"Of course. Go away, I'll deal, "agreed Augusta, approaching the bed where she lay Professor McGonagall. She wanted to sing a protest, but Mrs. Longbottom read her thoughts while approaching a chair. Protest all you want, Minerva, but you know you're wrong.
the teacher's eyes rolled in frustration.
"That's no doubt I said, placing his bag on the back of the chair. Minerva looked at him with apprehension. Any protest with such gadgets as close to your face ... - and I've never said I needed it. But a little common sense would you not bad. You are behaving like a child.
"My view is in perfect condition. I just need to go back to school.
- What can be more pressing urgency to it, Minerva? "She reasoned.
- But what ...?
Neville's eyes widened when he realized what had happened. He could not remember, maybe because I had been more aware of the scene that the woman was riding bare feet and white nightgown, but there was his grandmother, with her purse tightly in her hand. The same bag that had fueled the seconds before medimago.
Neville lit a lamp of shame. Just a few steps closer timidly allowed the group, but remained on the side where he had placed the other doctors. None of them paid attention andPlease ... or
- I have spent many years in coming day after day in this hospital and in my life seen such behavior! Trying to attack a patient! You ever seen!
"Grandma ...
- Neville, not now! Can not you see I'm busy?
-Augusta, please, stop it, "ordered an authoritative voice. I appreciate your help, but I have old enough to fend for myself.
Mrs. Longbottom frowned and stopped in surprise. She wrinkled her nose and turned away.
-Minerva ... He exclaimed when he saw who was speaking to her.
Professor McGonagall stood before her with bare feet on cold tile floor. She was pale and looked bad, but his eyes shone with authority.
"Madam, now that we have witnessed the happy event, would it be much trouble to ask that I let go? The stopped-medimago, who was suffering from as strong as Mrs. Longbottom had caught his wrist. Augusta hit a boat, gave her a glare from "boy, does not cause more problems" and loosened his grip allowing the sas two women. Are you a family? Would you please make him understand he has to eat? "He pleaded, desperate, with a spoon in his right hand clutching and swaying in the basin flan.
"Of course. Go away, I'll deal, "agreed Augusta, approaching the bed where she lay Professor McGonagall. She wanted to sing a protest, but Mrs. Longbottom read her thoughts while approaching a chair. Protest all you want, Minerva, but you know you're wrong.
the teacher's eyes rolled in frustration.
-I is required tor help or sympathy, Augusta. Thank you, "he protested.
"That's no doubt I said, placing his bag on the back of the chair. Minerva looked at him with apprehension. Any protest with such gadgets as close to your face ... - and I've never said I needed it. But a little common sense would you not bad. You are behaving like a child.
"My view is in perfect condition. I just need to go back to school.
- What can be more pressing urgency to it, Minerva? "She reasoned.
No school.
Mrs. Longbottom gave him a glare and after several attempts to levitate a spoon, stuck to his commitment and grabbed with his bare hands. But it was useless. McGonagall was not willing to open his mouth. All she got was that the scoop slammed into the corner of his lips.
- For the love of god, this is ridiculous! "Protested in despair Want you please open your mouth and stop acting like a little girl? Never could have imagined this from you, Minerva.
McGonagall's eyes ablaughed wide, just to offend, and, besides, who had asked for help? If you were there was because she wanted. All he needed was to return to the castle and stop the dictatorial delusions now that Dumbledore Dolores Umbridge could not. He pushed the table that he was closing the passage, stood up and walked to the door.
Minerva giramp; nbsp;
- How are you? Asked Minerva, and tucked between the sheets, like two seconds before had not behaved like a whimsical little girl.
"As always.
McGonagall nodded head. There was little else to say. His hand went to the table, took the spoon, plunged it into the flan and began to eat in peace. Augusta hid a pleased smile.
Mrs. Longbottom returned the next dayC I did not have time to stop protesting now that was good company. He enjoyed, however, a well-deserved rest after years of working Stakhanovists system and the riots that occurred in the castle brought about by the arrival of Dolores Umbridge. He could not deny that was anxious and worried, but now that it was not so alone, enjoyed the stories always exalted Augusta Longbottom.
One thing led to another. A banal conversation became natural verbosity and shared concerns and problems but McGonagall was not given to confidences, the new bond created between them made him confess to the inevitable.
"Well, whatever you want," agreed Augusta. Go. Go back and forget you're still sick. But when you pass out in the hallway and fall stunned
, who meditates going to go because I do not want to treat the medimagos then. - How are you? Asked Minerva, and tucked between the sheets, like two seconds before had not behaved like a whimsical little girl.
"As always.
McGonagall nodded head. There was little else to say. His hand went to the table, took the spoon, plunged it into the flan and began to eat in peace. Augusta hid a pleased smile.
Mrs. Longbottom returned the next dayC I did not have time to stop protesting now that was good company. He enjoyed, however, a well-deserved rest after years of working Stakhanovists system and the riots that occurred in the castle brought about by the arrival of Dolores Umbridge. He could not deny that was anxious and worried, but now that it was not so alone, enjoyed the stories always exalted Augusta Longbottom.
One thing led to another. A banal conversation became natural verbosity and shared concerns and problems but McGonagall was not given to confidences, the new bond created between them made him confess to the inevitable.
CHTMLand Minerva was the most convenient stay.
"Soon," he said with a hint of sadness in his voice that McGonagall did not pass unnoticed. Sooner than you think.
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