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Mending of a Broken Heart

Chapter 1 – Revealing her Secret

The Order of the Phoenix members stood with their wands drawn as they faced their sworn enemies, the Death Eaters, in this dreadful war. No spells or curses had been fired from either side in fear of hitting the two people standing in between the two sides. Voldemort had made an appearance just moments ago in the middle of the group with a terrified Hermione Granger clutched to him.

Gasps of shock erupted from the Order members as Voldemort pulled Hermione closer to him and pointed his wand to her neck. Voldemort laughed evilly at the expressions on his enemies' faces. With slowness unexpected from him, he moved his wand to press into her neck causing the young witch to scrunch her face up in pain. Hermione bit her tongue to keep from crying out in pain. She was not about to show any pain in front of this monster she mentally thought before masking her pain.

"Let her go," Mad-Eyed Moody bellowed in outrage that Voldemort had captured one of their own.

"I do not think so," he smirked. "My little pet here is a very important to my plans."

"Why," Lupin demanded hotly.

Voldemort laughed before he fixed his eyes on Minerva McGonagall. He allowed his red eyes to take in her appearance before asking, "Do you know why she is so important Minerva?"

Minerva inwardly shuddered at the delighted tone in Voldemort's voice. He was baiting her for some reason and it bothered her. She straightened her spine and squared her shoulders as she met his gaze. "Why don't you tell me Tom," she replied coolly.

Voldemort's smirk grew larger in size before answering, "Well Minerva it was quite a surprise to discover your bastard daughter."

Minerva's eyes widen in surprise with his unexpected answer. She felt as if all the air had been knocked out of her. She couldn't believe Voldemort had learned her secret. She had taken many precautions to ensure her secret would stay hidden from the Magical World but now it was being broadcasted by the current Dark Lord.

"Yes Minerva I have unearthed your dirty little secret," Voldemort laughed then added, "I will admit I never expected this from you. The sternest professor at Hogwarts had a child out of wedlock but what really fascinates me is that you actually had an affair with a student. Tell me Minerva, what student did you allow in your bed?"

Minerva gripped her wand tighter as she glared at her nemesis. Her face hardened and her form shook with rage. She was outraged from his taunting words, no matter how true they were. With a strange calmness present in her voice she demanded, "Let my daughter go this instant."

Voldemort cackled with laughter at the witch steadily making her way towards him. As she neared he noticed her eyes were blazing with uncontrolled magic and her energy overpowered him. He decided to abandon his plans and escape the wrath of the witch before him. A loud pop announced Voldemort's departure and his Death Eaters soon followed suite. Minerva steadily made her way to Hermione then said, "We need to talk love."

Hermione nodded her head in understanding at her professor, her mother she corrected. Minerva wrapped her arms around Hermione and helped the younger witch to her feet. The older of the two pulled a feather from her pocket, a portkey, and instructed the younger to grip it. The pair disappeared leaving all the Order members to stare at the empty space with stunned expressions. Ron finally broke the silence when he exclaimed, "What the bloody hell was that?"

Minerva and Hermione appeared in front of a rather quaint cottage nestled in the Scottish Highlands and carefully made their way inside. Minerva assisted her daughter to the lounge couch in front of the fireplace then settled down next to her. Minerva managed to heal the small laceration on Hermione's neck within a few minutes and administered a calming draught to steady the shaken girl. Minerva turned to face the younger woman for the conversation she knew would start momentarily.

Hermione had silently observed the woman sitting across from her with sadness. She noted the uncontrolled anger that had been plastered on the older woman's face during Voldemort's rant had disappeared leaving a very worried expression in its wake. Hermione almost reach out to the woman but decided against it at the last possible moment. She felt the urge comfort her mentor of so many years but then again she wanted to hear Minerva's explanation and didn't want to prolong the wait.

Minerva clearing her throat signaled her readiness to begin the long overdue discussion. "This may be difficult to believe but I do not know how to begin," Minerva said in a low voice.

Hermione laid her hand on her mother's folded hands and gave a small reassuring smile. "I find it's always easier to start from the beginning," she said in her matter-of-factly way.

Minerva allowed a smile to grace her facial features before nodding her head. "I suppose I should address what Voldemort said. When he said I had a child out of wedlock and had an affair with a student, it was a true statement. Obviously you are proof of that."

Hermione eyes widen with that admission. Here her role model for the last six years sat admitting to the most unprofessional act possible for a teacher. She had an affair with a student! Hermione struggled with the shocking news. When Voldemort had said it, she was sure that it was some sort of plan or plot that he had concocted to weaken the Order but he in fact had been telling the truth. It was quite shocking to say the least! Hermione cleared her suddenly dry throat before asking Minerva to continue.

Minerva had watched the younger witch's facial expression as she revealed her secret. She watched as surprise, disbelief and disappointment flashed across Hermione's face. It had struck her hard to see the latter but she did not show it, she had no right. She merely squared her shoulders before continuing, "Nearly eighteen years ago a close friendship between me and a seventh year student drastically changed. From the time he had first came to Hogwarts as a first year, we had developed a friendship of sorts that grew stronger as the years progressed. During his seventh year, he made a few subtle advances but I ignored them until it was too late. He had managed to create a situation that I could not walk away from."

Minerva stopped momentarily while gathering her thoughts. She wanted to explain this to her daughter in the best possible way in hopes Hermione would understand her inability to walk away. With a tinge less confidence Minerva continued, "He had successfully managed to bring my shattered being back to life. At that time, I had been an empty shell, lifeless and hollow. My entire family was destroyed my Dark Wizards when I was at Hogwarts as a student and I didn't know how to cope with it so I chose to build up my personal defenses. Albus managed to see bits of the real me but your father managed to awake my troublesome soul. He managed to bring me to life and simultaneously fall in love with him."

Minerva twisted in her seat a bit more seeking a comfortable spot before continuing, "One late night, your father showed up in my private chambers. He had been aware I received horrible news that day and wanted to offer me a bit of comfort. One minute we were sitting in front of the fire then the next we were in my bedroom. To this day, I still do not know who initiated the relationship. After that night, I could not deny my need for him and to be honest I never tried. Four months later, I found out I was pregnant with you and I successfully ended the affair. Finding out about you forced me to realize the truth. I, an esteemed Hogwarts professor, was having a love affair with a seventh year student. I couldn't bear the thought of what I had allowed myself to do. I was devastated by the end of the affair but I managed to carry on for you."

"For me," Hermione asked.

"Yes for you," Minerva said brokenly then added, "The idea of you gave me the strength to persevere. I may not have been able to keep you with me but I always carried you in my heart."

Hermione extended her shaky hands up to Minerva's tear streaked face and gently wiped away her tears. Minerva offered her a small smile before pulling her in her arms for a long awaited hug. "Not a day has gone by that I have not thought about you," mother whispered to daughter.

Minutes passed by the two as they embraced as mother and daughter before Hermione pulled back. She looked Minerva in the eye before asking the question that her mind demanded the answer to. "Who's my father?"

Minerva sighed deeply then answered in a feeble voice, "Severus Snape."

"It can't be," the young girl whispered in shock. "He's a Death Eater."

"He was not a Death Eater during the time we were together. It was my rejection of him that send him into Voldemort's ranks," admitted the green eyed witch. "I do not think I will ever be able to forgive myself for that."

"I assume he doesn't know about me," questioned Hermione.

"No love," Minerva whispered then added, "I could not find the courage to tell him."

"Maybe one day," Hermione offered before cuddling up in her mother's arms.