Have a belated little gift, woldy
-- and I hope your birthday was fantastic!Title:
Bit of McGonagall femmeslash set during the first war.Warnings:
ongoing-war type angst?Disclaimer:
The boys and girls belong to JKR, even though I’m often much nicer to them than she is.Author’s Notes:
This fits the current femslash100
Everywhere Minerva looked in the house, she saw maps, lists, notes, little ceramic models of wizards for planning bloody attack. When she closed her eyes, she saw the same things. She dreamt of strategy, fine lines on parchment to denote hills to hide behind and dusty books that made her choke. The books left dust on her fingertips and in her lungs. It tasted like ash.
She stared down at the books until her eyes ached, looking for monstrous spells. She argued with Kingsley and Albus as they tried to find tactics that would make up for being so outnumbered.~*~
She even dreamt about battlefields: yellow parchment covered in their plans, and the bloody mud after those plans fell apart.
The crisp voice came with cool fingers at her temples. Minerva sagged over the table with relief. “Xio.” Xiomara’s massages felt like a cool river. A stupid metaphor, but apt; it was like cool water worked itself through her muscles, which were tense as petrified wood, and let her shoulders flow from their hunch into an easy slump.
“Time to stop for the night, I think.”
Minerva could’ve disagreed with steel in her voice, but she chose not to.~*~
Xio collapsed onto Minerva’s navy bedspread, her smile covering her face in thin lines. A map in itself, but one that called an answering smile to Minerva’s weary face.
They stripped quickly. She kissed Xiomara, their mouths hot and slippery, and stroked her fingers over Xio’s abdomen, her muscled arms.
She spent the night relearning Xio’s landscapes: the valley between her breasts, the secret corners at her hip. Victory clutched her stomach as Xio came to her tongue and fingers before falling on Minerva in turn.
Xio fell asleep with a smile on her sharp face. Minerva dreamt of it.