EsmereldaMidnight
- MGA BUMASA 235
- Mga Parte 11
AU
Minerva McGonagall had always been composed, deliberate, and impossibly difficult to unsettle. She carried herself like stone polished smooth by time-measured in speech, precise in movement, unwavering in conviction.
Bellatrix Black on the other hand, was curiosity given form. Brilliant and charming, she had a mind that reached for every unanswered question and hands that itched to open every locked door. Temptation was rarely malicious-only irresistible. She wanted to *know*. To test. To understand.
It was a wonder, some thought, that Minerva chose her.
But Minerva saw what others missed. She saw the sweetness beneath Bellatrix's daring-the thoughtful pauses, the soft laughter shared in quiet rooms, the way her sharp intelligence could light up an entire conversation. Bellatrix loved with enthusiasm and warmth, pouring herself fully into everything she cared for.
And Minerva protected her with the same intensity.
Her protective streak was not loud. It lived in subtleties: the slight step forward when discussions grew heated, the cool, cutting tone she reserved for anyone who underestimated her wife, the steady hand at Bellatrix's back guiding her away from risks taken one inch too far. Minerva did not cage her curiosity. She simply stood guard while it roamed.
Bellatrix would flirt with danger like it was a riddle to solve, glancing over her shoulder with a mischievous smile, knowing Minerva was there-solid and certain. And she always was.
Together they were balance: restless brilliance and steadfast devotion. Bellatrix might chase the unknown, but she never had to face it alone.
Because Minerva McGonagall loved fiercely.
And she guarded what was hers.