|Beth H (bethbethbeth) wrote in hp_beholder,|
@ 2010-04-23 12:44:00
|Entry tags:||beholder_2010, femslash, fic, madam rosmerta, minerva mcgonagall, minerva/rosmerta, pg13|
FIC: "Closing Time" for krechet
Recipient: krechet (IJ) / seatbeltdrivein (LJ)
Title: Closing Time
Pairings: Minerva/Rosmerta, mention of past Minerva/Celia (OFC)
Word Count: 1172
Warnings: age disparity (I imagine so, anyway), femmeslash ... yep, that's about it.
Summary: Minerva was older, but she was not dead and the girl - woman, really, that's what she was; the way her dress clung to the plush curves of her body left Minerva in no doubt of that – well, the girl was breathtaking.
Author's/Artist's Notes: I doubt I've gone anywhere near as deep as you might have liked, but I do hope that I managed to get enough of your likes in so that you enjoy this nonetheless. Cheers.
Of course she had noticed the girl; the new bartender at The Three Broomsticks. She was young, vibrant, and Minerva couldn't help but notice the bounty of her cleavage as it threatened to spill over the low, square-cut neckline of her dress.
Minerva was older, to be sure; she was reserved, subdued; but she was not dead and the girl - woman, really, that's what she was; the way her dress clung to the plush curves of her body left Minerva in no doubt of that – well, the girl was breathtaking.
Not that Minerva allowed her breath to be snatched away right then and there, seated at the bar, a Butterbeer in her hand. But that night, with her nightdress bunched around her waist and her fingers probing, probing, probing between her legs and beneath the sheets – well, she allowed the girl to take her breath away as she thought of her; again and again and again.