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Harry Potter Non-Canon Ships Comment Ficathon

THE RULES ARE THUS:

1. WHAT MAKES A NON-CANON SHIP? Anything that is not at least one-sided in the books. This means that Snape/Lily is canon, even if she may (or may not) have ever reciprocated. Bellatrix/Voldemort is canon. Lavendar/Ron is canon. Obviously everyone who's married and/or dates is canon. OBHWF is canon, Harry/Cho is canon. Ships that are not stated as fact in the books are not canon. That means UC ships are good, slash is good, femslash is good. For our purposes, we are not counting JKR's interviews as canon. That means that if you wanted to prompt, say, who knows, Hannah/Neville, you could, because it's not in the text itself.

2. You leave a comment with a pairing and a prompt. You respond to prompts that you like. Your prompt must pertain to a non-canon ship. You may specify a character within that ship if you want the fic written from that characters perspective. You may also specify a timeline if you'd like, or if you want it to take place in the movie!verse.

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ETA:

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Minerva McGonagall/Tom Riddle - he's my first mistake

You have broken my brain...

a/n: lol i've been working on this for about a week... sorry it came out so long! i really hope you like what i wrote :) thank you for the wonderful prompt--i'd never even considered this pairing before, and it's now pretty much my favorite. thanks for reading!

Minerva McGonagall didn’t make mistakes; at least, not in the traditional sense. For as long as she can remember, she’s considered every misstep she took to be a learning experience: using her time turner to pull an all nighter was not a good idea; the books in the restricted section shriek terribly; and, one should always crush sopophorous beans for use in the Draught of Living Death, never cut them.

She wasn’t terribly gifted in Potions, but Minerva was exceptional at Transfiguration. So, when Tom Riddle approached her after dinner one night in early autumn, she didn’t think much of it. Well, she did consider the inch he must’ve grown over the summer, the careful coif of his brown hair, and the way his dark eyes never left her green ones. She liked that. Minerva also liked that, though many of the boys in her own year insisted on staying frustratingly juvenile, Tom seemed especially old for fifteen.

Minerva had seen Tom in the hallways. Well-liked and well-known, she had heard plenty of him (of his sad childhood in an orphanage and of some vicious rumors circulating of a mean streak, but no one she considered rational believed the latter), but had never done much more than half smile as a return to his slight nod as they passed in the halls. Minerva quickly found that accounts of his charm were slightly underrated. Tom was a surprisingly quick learner, easily adjusting to account for her suggestions.

One Saturday morning in October, he complimented her emerald hair ribbon, commenting that it accentuated the loveliness of her eyes. She felt her cheeks grow hot, and hoped that the flush that the cold air lent to her face masked it. That was the day Tom first managed to successfully perform a partial vanishing spell. It was the first time Minerva had seen him smile. (It was the first time she thought off-handedly that the green in his Slytherin uniform would look nice with her eyes.)

She kissed him in November. Minerva, euphoric after making high marks on her latest Potions endeavor, found that Tom was who she most wanted to tell. She kissed him fiercely through the seasons’ change; she was seventeen and thought she’d live forever.

Minerva McGonagall didn’t make mistakes, but realized she was incorrect in assuming that she and her classmates were invincible. The Chamber was opened; she went to each funeral, though she didn’t know every victim personally. Tom didn’t understand; he’d never had a family, never been acquainted with love, but Minerva thought it’d be wrong to avoid paying her respects, though the flowers she conjured were often quickly overtaken by the frost.

For reasons unknown to her, Tom still believed—-no, knew-—he’d live forever. She asked him once, why he was so sure the Basilisk (she hissed the word) wouldn’t be around the next corner waiting for him. He hissed back and she knew immediately; a Parselmouth. He promised her that she’d made the right decision, befriending him, that he’d keep her safe. This was the first time the sparkle in his eyes seemed to Minerva to glint like the cold silver of congealing unicorn blood.

As the killings continued, she saw Tom less and less (he told her he was getting better at Transfiguration, and no longer needed a tutor; their hallway trysts continued, but at a lesser rate), and rumors of the Ministry’s plan to shut Hogwarts down ran through the halls unchecked. Minerva caught sight of Tom shortly after that poor Ravenclaw first year was found: he seemed paler than ever. She supposed that the idea of mortality may have finally caught up with him.

Then Rubeus Hagrid was expelled.

She caught him in a dungeon hallway; he pressed her against the cold wall and kissed her with all the fervor and fiery possessiveness that a sixteen year old boy ought not to know.

“I know what you did,” she sputtered when he came up for air. “It was you, wasn’t it? Rubeus wouldn’t hurt a fly!”

Even years later, she was thankful that he counted her smart enough not to lie to her. Tom stepped back, momentarily looking as if he’d been struck. He had always been resilient; he recovered.

“No one would believe you, Minerva.” He sneered at her. It made her cheeks burn and her blood run cold. “A jilted lover, it would seem. Was it good for you?”

She balled her fists and managed to grit her teeth behind pursed lips until she was certain he was out of earshot; Minerva let the sobs overtake her for only a few minutes before drying her eyes and seeking counsel with her Transfiguration professor.

Minerva McGonagall didn’t make mistakes. She also knew when to admit she was wrong. There may have been a lesson to be had from this experience, but Minerva could only see her failure, her heartbreak, her unmistakeable mistake.

um, i love this. i've never considered them as a pairing before, but if they really were this close in age (do we know when we were born irl? i can't ever remember if we got birthdays, etc. for them) i might have a hard time not shipping them for real. anyway, i loved this. it was super believable and charming. and convincing. :)

thank you so so much :)
according to the hp wiki, minerva was born in october 1925 and tom, in december 1926. i don't know where they got mcgonagall's birthday though. i definitely never considered this pairing and it's definitely one of my new favorites.
again, thank you for the review :]

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