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Post by KayleeTonksLupin on Jan 5, 2005 19:20:18 GMT -5
A/N: Okay. This isn't so much angst between AD/MM as it is angst between Min and Cie, sort of. AD/MM is the obvious ship, as they're Cie's parents, but Albus takes a bit of a back seat here *ducks the inevitable missiles that shall be thrown at her*. Dedicated to Cielita, of course. *grin* And to Dewey, since Cie is telling her the story.
Cielita sat down and Dewey snuggled close to her. "Tell me story, Sissy?" "Okay, Dewey. What do you want me to tell you?" "Tells me 'bout yous at school." Cielita looked at her. "You want to know what I did at school?" "Yepyep."
"Well...let me think. Anything in particular you were wondering about?" "Tells me 'bout the one time yous almost no get Pwefect." Cielita groaned. "You mean the time I got caught pulling a prank with the...oh, brother. All right."
Dewey giggled while Cie launched into the story, remembering every detail clearly. Actually, she could have gotten expelled for this, if her parents hadn't just become Headmaster and Deputy Headmistress the year she began Hogwarts, she thought ruefully.
"Well, it was a really stormy night in September, my first year. My new best friend was Remus J. Lupin, and we'd gotten quite close over the first two weeks of school. One night, he told me he felt sick, and I took him to the hospital wing. Remus told me that he'd be all right after a night there, but..."
"But what?" Dewey shouted. "Well, I sneaked out after curfew, down to the hospital wing, and opened the door. I looked in all the beds, but they were empty. No Remus."
"What?" Dewey asked. "Why?" Cie shook her head. "I went back upstairs and crept into the boys' dormitory. James, Sirius, Peter, and Frank were all asleep, but Remus' bed was empty."
"But...Remus...where?" "I wasn't sure. I decided to pull a good joke on the boys, and went back to my dormitory. I strung water balloons over all the beds but Remus' bed, and then I climbed into Remus' bed and went to sleep." Dewey stared. "Where you get balloons?" "My dormitory. That's why I went back." "Oh."
"So in the morning, I woke up earlier than any of them, and pulled the string. The balloons fell down and burst on the boys, and I just ran."
Dewey giggled. "Then what happened?" "Well, I hadn't gone too far before Sirius Black stepped in front of me, and grabbed me. For a second, I actually liked the feeling of Sirius touching me..."
Dewey frowned. "Eew, cooties." Cie laughed. "Then he yelled at me to go back to my own dormitory, so I did. As I was leaving, Potter threw a water balloon at me." Dewey giggled.
"Well, I got back to my dormitory and found that Limuerea, Lily, Hestia, and Alice had already reported that I was missing. Mum was waiting in the dormitory for me, and she didn't look pleased."
"Cielita, I'm disappointed in you," she said. "You will serve detention with me tonight for this stunt, and twenty points from Gryffindor." I knew it would be more, except that I knew what her "detention" was going to be in my case, and I flinched." Cie looked at Dewey.
"But...teachers not punish students like dat," Dewey said. "Well, she wasn't just my Professor, but also my mum, and it's quite within the rules for her to do so, as long as it's not public," Cielita said quietly.
"And besides, if she did that, it was certain I wouldn't be expelled for breaking into the Hospital Wing and the boys' dormitory, and for disturbing the students' rest, and above all for being out after curfew," Cie said. "As long as I accepted the detention, I would avoid expulsion."
"So...what happen to you?" Dewey asked, laying her head in Cielita's lap. Cielita stroked her sister's strawberry-blonde curls and sighed.
"She told me to enter when I knocked on the door. I walked in and sat down. "Rosebud," she said quietly, "why?" I knew what she meant.
"I...wanted to know where Remus went last night," I said. "The boys said they didn't know, and Remus wouldn't tell me, and..."
"Be that as it may, Cielita," Mum said, "you shouldn't have done that. By rights, all the things you did tonight...breaking curfew, breaking into the Hospital Wing and the boys' dormitory, soaking their dormitory with water balloons...I can't believe you..."
I looked at the ground. "Mum, I...I don't have any excuse. I know...I was just worried about Remus, but I didn't have to do all that, just because of him." Mum nodded silently. I walked over to her. "Are you going to..." I didn't finish the question, but Mum knew. She pulled me close. "I'm sorry, Rosebud, but I'd rather not expel you instead..." she whispered.
I nodded. "Neither would Papa. I guess...I'm ready, Mum," I whispered. I held back my tears through the entire ordeal, but when she was through I cried into her shoulder. She stroked my hair and wiped away my tears with her handkerchief. "Oh, Rosebud..." she whispered. "Will you be all right?" I nodded, sniffling. "I really, really, am sorry about last night," I said. "I know, Cie, I know. And you're right. Albus said this was all right...he didn't want you expelled either."
Mum checked the time. "Cie, it's late, you missed dinner," she said. I'd come to her straight from my last class, so how could I not have? She conjured a plate of my favorite sandwiches and a few Ginger Newts, then poured glasses of pumpkin juice. "I won't have my own daughter starving," she said, and I smiled a little bit. We ate together, and then she walked with me back toward the dormitory.
"Do you want a pain-relief potion from Aunt Poppy, Rosebud?" she asked. I shook my head. "I think I'll be okay after a good night's sleep, Mum. Besides, my first class is Transfiguration. If I'm still hurting, I'll come to you then." Mum smiled. "All right, lassie."
Mum kissed my forehead and told the Fat Lady the password for me. Then she sent me to bed. "And no detours this time, lass," she said. "No," I muttered, "no detours." Cie stopped talking and looked up. "All done."
Dewey looked at Cie. "No, Sissy no want punish again."
"Of course not, Dewey," Cie said irritably. "Sissy, no use mean voice!" she said, starting to cry,
Cie sighed. "Sorry, Dew," Cie said. She nodded and stopped crying.
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Post by Nerweniel on Jan 6, 2005 10:42:51 GMT -5
Aw, this is so sad for Cie, but well, Minerva had to do it, I fear... we don't want Cie to get expelled, do we  ? Nice story, I love the compassion Min showed despite everything . Love, Lies |
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Post by angeldust on Jan 6, 2005 12:04:27 GMT -5
poor cielita but i can understand Mins thoughts another fabby story!
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Post by Dewey on Jan 6, 2005 18:21:56 GMT -5
 **sniffles** Poor Cie. . . . but maybe she could give me a few pointers, eh? -Kathy
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Post by KayleeTonksLupin on Jan 8, 2005 1:40:30 GMT -5
After Dewey fell asleep, Cie thought about the events that took place after that, beginning the next day...
"Do ye ken John Peel at the break o' day? Do ye ken John Peel wi' his coat sae grey? Do ye ken John Peel...when he's far, far away...wi' his haund an' his haurn in the marnin'?" Cielita sang, keeping herself cheerful the next morning as she got ready for classes. She was still hurting, but she was resolved not to show it. Lily, who had the bed next to hers, asked her why she was sleeping on her stomach. She didn't answer. Now she'd gotten up earlier than any of them and was singing to take her mind off it.
She ducked a pillow that was thrown at her, but lost her balance, falling backward. She screamed. Lily practically flew out of bed, racing to her. "Cie! Cie! Did you hurt yourself?" Cielita winced. This was exactly what she had NOT wanted to happen..."I'm a bit sore, Lils," she muttered. "But I'm FINE, okay? Let's just get down to breakfast SOON. I'm hungry." "I didn't see you at dinner last night..." "I got detention with Professor McGonagall," Cie answered.
"Cielita Donegal, I'm surprised at you! Comes of hanging around with those...boys," Lily muttered. "Frank's a nice boy," called Alice from the end bed. "True," conceded Lily. "But the rest are all prats, especially Potter and Black." "Remus is okay, you know," I answered. "Really." Lily shrugged.
When we went down to breakfast, I saw Remus sitting there next to James, near the end of the table. He'd saved an empty spot for me on his other side. I wasn't sure if I could sit down, but I managed to without screaming. I held back tears and ate quickly, without speaking, and then got up and left the table. I would be really early for Transfiguration, I knew.
Mum and Papa caught my gaze as I left, and Mum started to stand up, probably muttering some excuse or other about getting a head start on her first class of the day.
I turned toward the Hospital Wing, walking slowly, and before long a silver tabby caught up with me and began keeping pace with me, all the way there. Aunt Poppy opened the door, with an attempt at a stern look, but sorrow in her eyes.
"Cie, Cie. What were you doing here that night?" I stared. "Yes, I heard you. Who do you suppose alerted your mother?" I began to cry. "I came to apologize, Aunt P...Madam Pomfrey," I amended, noticing a student coming through the door. It was Remus. Aunt Poppy turned around. "I'll be right there, Mr. Lupin," she said. "I need to speak with Miss Donegal for a few minutes."
Remus nodded and Aunt Poppy led Mum and me into her office. I noticed the chair Aunt Poppy offered me was cushioned. "Thank you, Aunt Poppy," I whispered, smiling gratefully. She nodded briskly. "I accept your apologies, Cie. I'm quite sure that all you were worried about was Remus. And I'm also sure that your mum wasn't too happy for you...but if I know Minerva, she's compassionate enough to make everything better. And so am I, Cie, in private at least. In public, it's my job description."
I nodded. "I know, Aunt Poppy." She went to a shelf at the back and promptly selected a clear vial half-full of a blue-violet potion. "You'll have come for this, I suppose, my dear," she said. "It'll make you feel better." I took it and gulped down the potion. It tasted terrible, but the pain began to fade almost from the moment I got the potion in my mouth.
The tabby then transformed back into Mum, and I hugged them both. She kissed my forehead. "Ye ken I love you, an' ye'll always be my wee lassie," she murmured, falling all the way back into her Scottish brogue the way she usually did when we were alone, and she wasn't angry. I hugged her again before she transformed back into the tabby, Aunt Poppy opened the door, and the three of us left the room.
Remus was nearly knocked over by the door. I stared at him. Had he been eavesdropping? He had a strange, haunted look in his eyes, and I felt his eyes on me as we left the room.
Mum ran to the Transfiguration classroom in her Animagus form. We still had about twenty minutes, and we weren't far, but she liked to be early. I took more time, and made it just five minutes before the bell rang.
We were still working on changing matches into needles...everyone except me, Black, and Potter, that is. We'd been the first to get it right...well, Potter had been THE first, but anyway...and I concentrated hard on changing my needle into a pin. It wasn't very difficult, but it was hard for me to concentrate. Potter's gang insisted on whispering loudly and I heard snatches of their conversation..."Donegal...detention...points from Gryffindor...most in one go this year..." Potter glared at me.
"Don't mind them," said Lily, next to me. "They're all prats." She stared at her match. "I...don't...know...how...you...do...this...Cie...it's...so...infuriating!" She turned red as her hair and looked like she wanted to break the match.
"Hey! Evans!" shouted Potter. Lily turned around. "What, Potter?" she snapped. "Evans, you having trouble? Maybe I can help!" he called. "No way, Potter," she said. "I don't need YOUR help."
"Mr. Potter, Mr. Black, Mr. Lupin, Mr. Pettigrew, Miss Evans! Enough talking...and shouting...in my class. Miss Donegal, you too," Mum said, glancing at me. I turned back to my work.
"Wonder why Professor McGonagall singled you out like that," muttered Lily, on our way to Charms. I shrugged. "Probably because I did detention with her last night, and she's still not happy with me?" I muttered. It was a half-truth, anyway. But Mum would have to be more careful how she worded things...now Lils was suspicious.
We got to Charms on time, barely. As we went to our seats, Lily's pensive look vanished, her emerald eyes brightened, and a happy smile crossed her lips. She pulled her wand out of her bag, and ran her fingers along its length almost lovingly. "Ten and a quarter inches, willow," she whispered. "I know, Lils, you're always saying so, every Charms lesson so far!" I said in a whisper.
"Evans! Hey, Evans, did you save me a seat?" called Potter, as he swaggered in, "fashionably late", as usual. "No," she muttered, "but try over there. You know, as far away from me as possible!"
"Mr. Potter," squeaked Professor Flitwick, "please take your seat." Potter sat down where Lily had indicated, in the far corner, smiling brilliantly at her. She turned away. Siriu...I mean, Black...followed him in and sat by him. Pettigrew was already over there, asleep. Remus raced in, flushed, and panted, "Sorry I'm late, Professor. I..." A worried look crossed the Professor's face, but he smiled at Remus. "That's all right, Mr. Lupin. Sit down, please." Lily glanced at Remus, confused. I did too.
Remus smiled back gratefully, and instead of taking a seat with his friends, he moved to the closest seat to the door, near us. He sank into it, exhausted. "Remus, are you all right?" I asked. He shook his head. "Still feel a little sick, but I'll be okay," he muttered. "I got confused and lost myself on the way from McGonagall's class."
"But Mu-" I coughed. "Er, MCGonagall, that's PROFESSOR McGonagall, by the way, she wouldn't let you get lost, would she? She's our Head of House, you could ask her..."
Remus and Lily both stared at me. Lily was giving me a suspicious look, and Remus had a light in his eyes as if he'd suddenly understood something. I closed my eyes. He probably knew now...this was bad...very bad. No one was supposed to know. I cursed myself silently.
We remained silent all through Double Charms, and when the bell for lunch rang, I headed for the Great Hall like the rest, but when Remus and Lils weren't looking, I doubled back toward the Transfiguration classroom.
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Post by AltraPalantir on Jan 9, 2005 21:15:30 GMT -5
Interesting..................
Having parents for teachers is one of the most awful things a child can go through.
Keep writing, I want to see where you're going with this.
Altra Palantir
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Post by KayleeTonksLupin on Jan 9, 2005 21:29:25 GMT -5
A/N: Thanks, A.P.! Here you go then, Chapter Three!
*Racing through corridors, tears flowing freely. They knew. They had to. They'd discovered her secret. And Remus had a secret too, that he wouldn't even tell her. Or anyone. He was the reason she'd been out of bed that night. The reason she'd broken into her aunt's hospital wing. And the boys' dormitory. She was worried. And he wasn't saying a word. Black hair flying out behind her. Cerulean eyes flooded with tears, she ran blindly, not stopping, not caring. Faster, farther, until she collapsed.
Curled in a fetal position, she sobbed. Students passed, some stopping and staring. None offered help. Professors passed by, giving her a fleeting glance. She didn't care. They didn't seem to care. And she stayed there until a familiar voice cut through the darkness of her despair and helplessness.*
"Wake up, Cielita, wake up!" She struggled to open her eyes, and she couldn't. Voices called to her. Alice? Link? Lily? Hestia? "Get Professor McGonagall, NOW!" someone yelled. Cie writhed in pain. She couldn't speak, couldn't open her eyes...A hand gripped her shoulder, gently but firmly. "Lass." She tried to open her eyes again. "Come on, lass, wake up, you can..." "Mum," she gasped, jerking herself out of the nightmare and embracing the professor. "Mum, don't leave me!" "I won't, Rosebud, I won't..."
Then Cie realized her dormmates were still in the room, stock-still, their eyes wide. Lily was the first to find her voice. "You're her..." Cielita's eyes widened. She realized what she had just done...
"Aye," Minerva said. "I am. But this goes no farther than this room, is that understood?" The four nodded. "Good. Cielita...if you would come with me, please..." Cielita followed her mother numbly from the room. She held tight to the professor's hand all the way down to the hospital wing, where Minerva made her lie down in one of the beds, and tucked her in. "Stay here, Rosebud," she whispered. Then Minerva disappeared into Poppy's office.
About half an hour later, as Cie was just beginning to doze off, Minerva and Poppy came out of the office, looking very serious. Cielita watched them as they came closer to her bed, talking in low tones. They were evidently discussing what had just happened. Cielita swallowed. She hadn't meant to mess things up so badly...
Cielita woke with a start. She had no idea how long she had been sleeping, but the full moon shone brightly in the October night. A piercing howl rang through the darkness. She shivered. Cielita was still curled up in the hospital bed, and now she was freezing. "Mum...Dad..." she whispered, shaking. Neither of them were there, but a minute later a person nearly as welcome was.
“Cielita, are you all right?" Madam Pomfrey said, kneeling by her bedside. "I'm really cold, Aunt Poppy," she answered, shivering. "I'll get you an extra blanket, Cie. You've been asleep for almost twenty-four hours now." "I'm still tired, though," Cie said as Madam Pomfrey covered her up.
Cielita kept shivering, and Madam Pomfrey took her temperature. "You have a fever, Cielita. You'd better stay here." "I can't be hot, I'm so cold..." "Nevertheless, you'll stay here." "But...Aunt Poppy, I'll miss classes, and..."
Madam Pomfrey turned around, looking sternly at Cielita. "Cielita, don't you argue with me, lass," she said, and Cie fell silent. She didn't want another encounter with her mother so soon, even though nearly four weeks had gone by without incident.
Poppy smiled. "Much better. Now, I've got something for you to bring the fever down." She brought a vial of a green potion to Cielita. "Drink all of that, Cie," she said. Cielita drank some of it and choked, spitting it out. "I can't drink that!"
Poppy's brown eyes narrowed. "Cie, lass, you'll do as you're told," she said. "You do want to get well, don't you?" Cie was firm. "I won't drink it."
"Oh, you won't, hmm? Shall I tell your mother?" Poppy asked. "Go ahead, Aunt Poppy, I don't care," Cie shot back. "Oh, don't worry, I will. And if you don't care now, you certainly will care later," Poppy said, turning away and walking out the door.
Cielita groaned after Poppy had left the room. She hadn't meant to lose her temper, and she knew better than to argue with Madam Pomfrey, and now...well, she'd gotten herself into another fix. She sighed. "Rosebud," Minerva said, walking in, "what's going on?"
Cielita turned away. "I think you know already, Mum," she said. "Didn't Aunt Poppy tell you?"Minerva nodded. "Aye, she did, Cie," Minerva said. Cielita sighed. "So I'm in trouble again," she muttered. Cielita turned away.
"Well, certainly not in as much trouble as ye were last month, this doesn't concern the school in and of itself." "No, it doesn't, I suppose, but..." "So no points from Gryffindor, lass. Still..." Cie nodded slowly. Poppy left the hospital wing, locking the door behind her. "I won't let anyone in, Minerva."
Minerva turned to Cielita and sat down on the edge of the bed. "Lass," she said, "I think you know by now what's right and what's wrong. You do, don't you?" she said, and Cielita nodded. "Then I think I've made my point, lassie," she said softly, hugging Cie. Surprised, Cielita hugged her back. "Aren't you going to..." "Do you want me to, Rosebud?" "No, Mum," Cie answered, almost laughing. Minerva smiled. "I didn't think so." She kissed Cie's forehead and tucked her in again.
"Now, mind you take your potions when Aunt Poppy tells you to, or I may change my mind," Minerva said, a small smile on her lips. She turned to leave, and Poppy unlocked the door for her. Poppy came back in carrying the vial. "Let's try this again, Cie," she said, handing it to her. Cie gulped down the potion, hating it, but she felt a little better. "I hope I don't have to go to your mum again, Cielita," said Poppy. Cie shook her head. "I don't think you'll have to, Aunt Poppy."
The next morning, Cie left the hospital wing, after a stern lecture from Madam Pomfrey, and orders to come every day for at least a week to take her potions and make sure she felt better. She found her school robes lying on the end of her bed, with a note pinned to them. "Poppy said you can come back to classes today...make sure you're on time. Love, Mum." Her supplies for the day were tucked inside her bag, also at the end of the bed. Cie sighed. She'd better get down to breakfast...
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Post by AltraPalantir on Jan 9, 2005 21:42:44 GMT -5
You just created more questions! arrghh! That wasn't the point of asking you to write more!
Altra Palantir
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Post by Kandice on Jan 9, 2005 23:51:39 GMT -5
I can't sit back and not comment on the beating that child supposedly received. It is clearly stated in GOF that Minerva was against corporal punishment so as head of house she wouldn't do that to her student in lieu of expulsion. She expressly stated that detentions and the taking away of points was the punishment of choice and the fact that the child was hurt hard enough to find sitting a challenge is abuse and I don't see it as a true portrayal of Minerva's character. This was in the first chapter so maybe things improve but I just had to wonder why you made her a child beater.
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Post by KayleeTonksLupin on Jan 10, 2005 10:48:51 GMT -5
I can't sit back and not comment on the beating that child supposedly received. It is clearly stated in GOF that Minerva was against corporal punishment so as head of house she wouldn't do that to her student in lieu of expulsion. She expressly stated that detentions and the taking away of points was the punishment of choice and the fact that the child was hurt hard enough to find sitting a challenge is abuse and I don't see it as a true portrayal of Minerva's character. This was in the first chapter so maybe things improve but I just had to wonder why you made her a child beater. Okay. *headdesk* I should have known I'd run into that sooner or later. Have you read my "Trials and Tribulations" story? Well, for one, Minerva didn't *beat* Cie, okay...that wasn't the word I'd use, no. But children learn what they live...though they might be able to partially overcome it. Two, I've been punished by my parents so I wasn't able to sit, and I wouldn't have called it a beating, maybe that's just me. My father believed in spanking. But he never went overboard with it. Three, I believe you about the quote in GOF, but would you mind locating it for me? I don't seem to recall it and my sister lent our copy of GOF to our cousin five months ago... Four, this is supposed to be Marauder-era, in the 70's and such...this is Min twenty years previous to Harry, and by then her children are grown, and she's had time to sit back and come to terms with her past and theirs. At least in my mind. So yes, I understand your questions and concerns, Kandice. I think I can safely say, however, that Min won't do it again in the story. -Kaylee P.S. I've been wondering, how is Karlie? I miss her IMs, reviews, and chats. I hope she's feeling better, and the rest of her family too. Tell her I said hi, okay? |
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Post by KayleeTonksLupin on Jan 10, 2005 10:49:46 GMT -5
You just created more questions! arrghh! That wasn't the point of asking you to write more! Altra Palantir *giggles* Sorry, A.P.! |
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Post by KayleeTonksLupin on Jan 10, 2005 10:51:08 GMT -5
Aw, this is so sad for Cie, but well, Minerva had to do it, I fear... we don't want Cie to get expelled, do we ? Nice story, I love the compassion Min showed despite everything . Love, Lies Yeah, Min had to do it...and she was indeed compassionate..."tough love" I believe was Kaitlyn's wording. -Kaylee |
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Post by KayleeTonksLupin on Jan 10, 2005 10:51:58 GMT -5
poor cielita but i can understand Mins thoughts another fabby story! Why, thank you, Kaitlyn! *grin* I love reviews... -Kaylee |
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Post by KayleeTonksLupin on Jan 10, 2005 10:53:20 GMT -5
**sniffles** Poor Cie. . . . but maybe she could give me a few pointers, eh? -Kathy Ooh, does Dewcat want a few pointers on GETTING IN TROUBLE? *grinwink* Nah, she knows how to do that already! *laugh* Thanks for reviewing, Dew! -Kaylee |
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Post by Nerweniel on Jan 10, 2005 12:11:21 GMT -5
Aw, this third chapter is so cute, I love how the dormmates found out Min is Cie's mom, and about the supposed beating- I am sure Min didn't beat so much as HALF as hard as her Athair did, and at least she loves her child ;D! So great job.
Love,
Lies
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Post by TheEmeraldRose on Jan 10, 2005 16:46:43 GMT -5
Oh, I love this! The relationship between Cielita and Minerva is lovely, even without them being Mother and Daughter.
-<3-Lauren
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Post by tartantabbycat on Jan 12, 2005 21:46:43 GMT -5
I feel a bit like a heel for not replying to this sooner--It's about my character!!
My only excuse is that sometimes life takes you by the arm and tends not to let go very soon.
I would like to reply to Kandice's review of the story:
I have to admit, it *was* said in GOF that min doesn't like corporal punishment. and to spank hard enough where the child has trouble sitting *is* one of the signs of abuse (we're taught to watch for it as teachers) But I also have to agree with kaylee as my own father utilized spanking (his hand or his belt) so I guess it didn't stand out to me as much.
Kaylee, I do love this story. It's adorable and I'm flattered that you would write it about me!
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Post by Karlynne on Jan 27, 2005 2:42:16 GMT -5
Sorry it's taken me so long to read and review. I needed to find time to read it all at once and not in pieces. Kandie did not share this with me but I am well aware of her stance on spanking and she would never condone it in any situation so her mind will never change on that point. I have never spanked my own children but then I don't have ones that seem to 'need' them. ;D
I have forgotten who Limuerea is but I could follow along with the rest of the story. I felt angsty while reading this and was in pain several times so you caught that emotion really well. Will there be more?
Karlie
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Post by Krystal on Jan 27, 2005 2:56:25 GMT -5
Karlie you missed the boat. The point of the story was to show how upset the little gilr was with her mother, Minerva, for beating her. Its an angst fic. Krys
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Post by Kassandra on Jan 27, 2005 3:02:39 GMT -5
No, Krys you are wrong the point isn't Minerva beating her and making her upset. Its the parents thinking they needed to do it to keep their positions so she wasn't treated like a regular student.
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Post by Kandice on Jan 27, 2005 3:08:12 GMT -5
No, sisters, you are all clueless. I stand by my original statement that Minerva was portrayed as a child abuser and then expected an apology from the child. As a teacher she should be arrested but since this is make believe it isn't possible. Sirius Black did much worse sending Snape after Remus when he was in werewolf form so don't tell me it was necessary for corporal punishment for a prank and sleeping in the boys dorm. If she were a 6th year I could understand it since I doubt it would be so innocent but the fact remains that Minerva would never beat a child until she couldn't sit down. Kandie
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Post by Karlynne on Jan 27, 2005 3:16:20 GMT -5
I think Kaylee was trying to show many different sides to Minerva. The last chapter showed them having a disagreement without it ending in a spanking so there were times a lecture was enough.
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Post by Kandice on Jan 27, 2005 3:18:35 GMT -5
She could have lectured her the first time. Many children respond to the fact that a parent or authority figure is disappointed with them. This may have happened long ago but I'm sure even then there were standards for teachers
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Post by Krystal on Jan 27, 2005 3:22:03 GMT -5
You are all still missing the point that its an angst fic and she is trying to make the little girl aware that her actons were wrong. She was extreme but she said she was used to beatings from her own father so this is normal for her. You need to expand your horizons a little and learn that thousands of kids are hit all the time whether you agree with the method or not.
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Post by Kamdra on Jan 27, 2005 3:24:46 GMT -5
Well you are missing what Kandie is saying. She is saying Minerva is too far OOC and that it makes the story as believeable as Albus being a wife beater. But aside from the spanking part I think its a good story. So just move on so everyone doesn't think you guys are all crazy. ;D
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Post by Kassandra on Jan 27, 2005 3:29:28 GMT -5
Kaylee wrote in the beginning of the story that Albus and Minerva had just been appointed headmaster and deputy so they were concerned about their roles as parents and as head of house and professors. They were trying to find a balance and they needed to do something to let her know she was wrong and shouldn't do it again.
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Post by Kandice on Jan 27, 2005 3:32:10 GMT -5
You don't beat your child to save your job. Period. So that's not it. Dumbledore is supposed to be wise remember?
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Post by Kamdra on Jan 27, 2005 3:49:58 GMT -5
Well I read Kaylee's response to Kandie's first review and I think I sort of understand it better. She was hit so she couldn't stand and thinks that's normal so you shouldn't condemn her for including it in her story. She can write what she wants. She said "children learn what they live" so she thinks its okay so leave her alone about it and move on.
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Post by Kandice on Jan 27, 2005 3:53:42 GMT -5
Well I don't want to offend Kaylee or anyone else just because I have strong views on the subject so I won't say anymore but I will always voice my opinion if I see it in a fic whether it is agreeable to anyone or not because I have the right to say what I feel also. That said there is more to the story besides the child abuse angle so I will focus on other aspects and not the beating. I was pleased it seemed to be an isolated incident.
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Post by mugglemin on Jan 27, 2005 16:01:12 GMT -5
I'm with Kandice on this one. I don't believe that it's in Minerva's character to physically punish anyone, least of all a child. She stands for justice and wisdom, it's in her very name. She is horrified when Moody transfigures Malfoy in GOF and points out to him that detention is the only acceptable form of punishment - school rules, and her own.
I am ambiguous as to slapping children, but whacking one so that they can't sit down is wrong, in my opinion. Minerva just would NOT do that.
That said, this is fanfiction, and I am a hard-core cannon-ist.
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? Nice story, I love the compassion Min showed despite everything 
**sniffles** Poor Cie. . . . but maybe she could give me a few pointers, eh?
