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Minerva and tom watched through the small glass ball. As the train carrying
Albus and the children neared to Cornwall.
"Their falling right in to our trap my love." Tom muttered.
"He is blind. My lord. He can not see he's falling into a hole. Shell we go
now?"
"Yes. I want to see the look on his face."

The four of them walked silently.
"It should be here." Hermione muttered. "Where is it?"
"Did you really expect there to be a castle Mrs Granger?" Albus asked.
"This is a trap. But it was the only way to get near Voldemort." Albus
sighed. As he said this the ground lightly lifted up the anti magic barrier
surrounding them. They were pinned in standing up positions.

Voldemort walked over the moors followed by death eaters. He was wearing a
green clock. Minerva stood to his right. She wore a dark dress of blood
red. It trailed on the floor around her. The dip at the front was
dangerously low. Her long hair scattered about her back. This was
definitely not the Minerva they knew. She looked powerful and her eyes were
filled with a confidence that no-one should posses. She was... beautiful.

The death eaters came to a stop as the two lovers stepped forward. Walking
over to the bit of land the wizard's and witch were stood in.
"Children?" Voldemort asked Minerva softly.
"The boys a Weasley. The girl a mud-blood." Hermione winced ever so
slightly at the blunt term.
"This is the best you can do Dumbledore? A lucky child, a mud-blood and a
Weasley. Interesting." Minerva smiled wickedly.
"What did you think you would gain by coming here?" She asked.
"To save you from. That... that monster." Albus snapped. Her eyes widened.
"To save me? You? You never came to save me before." She said.
"You're a pervert Dumbledore. An old pervert. Who knows to much for his own
good. If any one saved me. It was Tom." Voldemort smiled at this.
"How can you say that Minerva? You loved me. I know you did." Minerva's
face darkened.
"No...Albus I never loved you. I screwed you to keep my job. I screwed you so
I could have a place to stay. You ruined my life and I had no where else to
go."
"What do you mean ruined your life? I gave you a place to stay when you had
none."
"But why was I homeless Albus? I was homeless because of you." Dumbledore
looked shocked.
"Don't play dumb Dumbledore." Voldemort snapped.
"You murdered Minerva's father. You made her homeless. You burnt down the
McGonagall mansion."
"I did no such thing." Albus said stiffly. Minerva shook her head.
"How can you deny such a thing? You murdered my father and everyone but me
loved you for it." Dumbledore shook his head again.
"Do I have to spell it out Albus? Lord Grindlewald was my father. And you
murdered him taking my house with him."
"Grindlewald, your father? No, Tom what sort of images have you been
putting in her head?"

"Images? No images this time. You never noticed that your beautiful Minerva
was destined to follow her father? Was destined to have that power?" Tom
asked.
Minerva smiled maliciously; she turned to the death eaters and told them to
take them away softly. Before turning and walking away from the people she
at one point loved the most.

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