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firewhiskeyficTitle:there are better places for sex than the beach
Author:lightofdaye
I am of legal drinking age in my region:aye
Pairing(s)/Characters/Fandom:Minvervra McGongagell . Kingsley shacklebolt
Challenge/Prompts used:
Minerva McGonagall
Portkey
Sex on the Beach
Lost Luggage
Sweater Weather
Trains, Planes and Automobiles
Summary: Minvervra patrols the ground in philopsophical mood
Rating/Warnings: NC-17, sex,age difference – older woman/younger man, shacklebolt ain't youing yoing though just younger.
Word count:~700
Author's Notes (if any):i think I fishinishe this one in record time.
MinervraMcgonagall knew many things being the headmistressof ogwarts school of witchcraft and wziardry did that do to you. One thing she didn't know however was the diffference between witchvraft nd wizardry after all all the studentsat the school learned t he eact same set of magic speels and techniques, so calling them different things as just rampant sexims. Of course it wasfounded in the the 10th centruy or soemthing like that. So it wouldn't ee a bastion of equality would it?
Bit two of the founders wrere woaman so who knew?
What she did now is that people went on hiloiday to escape the sweater weather or find it, dpeneing on their temperature preference, that even wizards sometimes preferred trains, planes, and automobiles over portykeys because it was the journey that was omportant nad not the destination for them andother such cliché,
she new no-one cared about lost luggage if there was slightest oppontunity of having sex on the beach.
What she didnt know was whyanyone had sex on ab each. She'd done it ocnce the year had been 1938. (lets assume that makessnese and shewas elgegalthen I amnot google mcgonnagels age. Fantastic beasts made her ateacher already prewwii but I amsure thats bs)
anyway she'd had sex on the beach and it had been a terrible experience for all concerned, sand isafter all rough,irritating and course. And it gets everywhere to steal a phrase from another phranchise.
Well that's t he prompts used. I have no idea where to take this from here.
Minervra MCG (yeah lets got with that she has the worst name for fwf) was currently in the form of the cat stalking across the fields and gronds of Hogwarts school. Shw ound her way around the black lake and leapt lightly on to the op of greenhouse 1, there were a ttio of students inside stuffing the contents of the greenhouse two into pipes and smoking it to see what happened most of whtwas there was going to lonely leadto a headache tomorrow and mabe the writing of bad fanfic but some of the othe greenhouses held more potent stuff. MCG made amental notes of the students so she punished them later.
She lept from the greenhouse to the enxt. There were more students in there. They were not msoking to he the contents however but using the privacy of the encroacig lines of venomous tenatcular for quite adifferent ctivity allogether. There was aditinct lack of reobes and adistinct presentce of getinng oht andsweaty. Instead. A big brawny student with auburn here had a petitle womn up against the class and smalmmed ino her in a way that she seemed to enjoy and yet mcg though wouldcrack the glass eventually if theywere unlucky,
Minvera ywloed andlet herself down the side of the greenhouse scratching it with her claws in a wau that created the sounds that were like the porverbial nails upon a chalkboard since MCG didnt have the real thing handy.
MCG told herself safwty concernswere only the reason she disrpted herstudents amourous activities but part of her knew simply envy came ino it.
Not that she had any reason to be envious she though, transfiguring herself back into her normalshape and pulling out her wand. A cat patronusdosappeared into the night.
She walked back up to the headmistresses office. And there brishing soot off of his cloak and looking uncharacteristically excited wasKingsley Shacklebolt.
"Good evening Minister" Min said.
"Good evening, Headmistress" Kinglsey said.
"Uou came quickly."
"I can assure you that is not the case minervra" kinglsey repliied.
"I will be the judge of that."
"I'msure you will." Kinglsey said and he approached her, his hands reaching for and removing her cloak. Then he slipped her out of her robes.
The headmistressbed wasa four poster affair and had many enchantments on it to increase it'ssize and comfort. Minevera had it piled high with tartan blankets, downy comforters and pillows of all shapes and sizes.
It was immensley comfortable to lie in with your legs spread and Kinglseys between them thrusting into her slowly, steadily and endlessly.
sexon the beach? You could keep it.
Author:
lightofdayeI am of legal drinking age in my region:aye
Pairing(s)/Characters/Fandom:Minvervra McGongagell . Kingsley shacklebolt
Challenge/Prompts used:
Minerva McGonagall
Portkey
Sex on the Beach
Lost Luggage
Sweater Weather
Trains, Planes and Automobiles
Summary: Minvervra patrols the ground in philopsophical mood
Rating/Warnings: NC-17, sex,age difference – older woman/younger man, shacklebolt ain't youing yoing though just younger.
Word count:~700
Author's Notes (if any):i think I fishinishe this one in record time.
MinervraMcgonagall knew many things being the headmistressof ogwarts school of witchcraft and wziardry did that do to you. One thing she didn't know however was the diffference between witchvraft nd wizardry after all all the studentsat the school learned t he eact same set of magic speels and techniques, so calling them different things as just rampant sexims. Of course it wasfounded in the the 10th centruy or soemthing like that. So it wouldn't ee a bastion of equality would it?
Bit two of the founders wrere woaman so who knew?
What she did now is that people went on hiloiday to escape the sweater weather or find it, dpeneing on their temperature preference, that even wizards sometimes preferred trains, planes, and automobiles over portykeys because it was the journey that was omportant nad not the destination for them andother such cliché,
she new no-one cared about lost luggage if there was slightest oppontunity of having sex on the beach.
What she didnt know was whyanyone had sex on ab each. She'd done it ocnce the year had been 1938. (lets assume that makessnese and shewas elgegalthen I amnot google mcgonnagels age. Fantastic beasts made her ateacher already prewwii but I amsure thats bs)
anyway she'd had sex on the beach and it had been a terrible experience for all concerned, sand isafter all rough,irritating and course. And it gets everywhere to steal a phrase from another phranchise.
Well that's t he prompts used. I have no idea where to take this from here.
Minervra MCG (yeah lets got with that she has the worst name for fwf) was currently in the form of the cat stalking across the fields and gronds of Hogwarts school. Shw ound her way around the black lake and leapt lightly on to the op of greenhouse 1, there were a ttio of students inside stuffing the contents of the greenhouse two into pipes and smoking it to see what happened most of whtwas there was going to lonely leadto a headache tomorrow and mabe the writing of bad fanfic but some of the othe greenhouses held more potent stuff. MCG made amental notes of the students so she punished them later.
She lept from the greenhouse to the enxt. There were more students in there. They were not msoking to he the contents however but using the privacy of the encroacig lines of venomous tenatcular for quite adifferent ctivity allogether. There was aditinct lack of reobes and adistinct presentce of getinng oht andsweaty. Instead. A big brawny student with auburn here had a petitle womn up against the class and smalmmed ino her in a way that she seemed to enjoy and yet mcg though wouldcrack the glass eventually if theywere unlucky,
Minvera ywloed andlet herself down the side of the greenhouse scratching it with her claws in a wau that created the sounds that were like the porverbial nails upon a chalkboard since MCG didnt have the real thing handy.
MCG told herself safwty concernswere only the reason she disrpted herstudents amourous activities but part of her knew simply envy came ino it.
Not that she had any reason to be envious she though, transfiguring herself back into her normalshape and pulling out her wand. A cat patronusdosappeared into the night.
She walked back up to the headmistresses office. And there brishing soot off of his cloak and looking uncharacteristically excited wasKingsley Shacklebolt.
"Good evening Minister" Min said.
"Good evening, Headmistress" Kinglsey said.
"Uou came quickly."
"I can assure you that is not the case minervra" kinglsey repliied.
"I will be the judge of that."
"I'msure you will." Kinglsey said and he approached her, his hands reaching for and removing her cloak. Then he slipped her out of her robes.
The headmistressbed wasa four poster affair and had many enchantments on it to increase it'ssize and comfort. Minevera had it piled high with tartan blankets, downy comforters and pillows of all shapes and sizes.
It was immensley comfortable to lie in with your legs spread and Kinglseys between them thrusting into her slowly, steadily and endlessly.
sexon the beach? You could keep it.