Merry Christmas everyone and especially to all MMADness-Fans, this is my present to you, hope you’ll enjoy it :D
It’s nothing much, just some Christmas-MMADness, short and sweet :)
Set during Minerva’s final year at Hogwarts (again ^^)

Albus Dumbledore used to like Christmas. It was a most pleasant occasion to spent time with loved ones and give presents to each other. The world looked much more peaceful covered in white powder especially when one was sitting next to a warm fire with a cup of tea.
Since Albus taught at Hogwarts however his opinion had somewhat changed. At first of course...

Merry Christmas everyone! This is the second part of my Christmas present to the HP fandom :D (First being “Thank Merlin, It’s Christmas!”)

It’s a comedy this time, don’t take it seriously. I hope you’ll have as good a time reading it as I had writing it :D

My apologies this time to all MMADness-fans, you’ve had your fun in part one, now I turn to my favourite couple of all time!

MM/HG-Fans, this is for you!

Enjoy :)

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Christmas was a quite affair this year. After the Ministry had had to admit that the Dark Lord had indeed returned there were less students...

Just a really short one-shot.

This was just some kind of silly challenge; I was given 5 words (winter, to fly, frosting, comfortable, harassment) and was supposed to make a MMADness story out of them. So here we go, hope you enjoy it, set during Minerva’s 7th year at Hogwarts :D

Snowball Fight

Winter had come early this year and thus the grounds of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry were covered in white in the early days of November. Minerva McGonagall always liked the cold days of the year since in the highlands of Scotland it rarely got very hot. She liked the way threes and houses...

December 1, 1944
    Minerva McGonagall walked down the corridor with her head held high; she simply couldn't help but feel pleased with herself. And, who could, for that matter? She had finally done it, she was finally a teacher at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
    The young Transfiguration teacher walked confidently into the great hall on her first day of teaching, and she felt a small jolt of satisfaction as she passed by the Gryffindor table on her way to the staff table. It was not that she had ever disliked sharing meals with her fellow...

Chamber of Memories
October 31, 1992
    Minerva McGonagall sat gazing out of her bedroom window into the rain swept grounds of Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It was nearly midnight, but Minerva was unable to sleep; the event of the evening were still playing in her head. "The Chamber Of Secrets has been opened; enemies of the heir, beware". The image of the ominous message on the wall seemed to be etched on the insides of her eyelids. She shivered at the thought of the chamber being opened again. Memories began to resurface, memories that she had long tried...