A Nine Lives Long Tale [SUSPENDED]

“How many times have you fallen off that broomstick of yours when we were at school?”“Too many to count. But you were always there for me, with your gauzes and your scowling…”“I kept waiting for the day that you’d finally crack your neck off.”“It didn’t come, though.”“No, it didn’t. Cats have nine lives, after all. Haven’t they?”
“So they say. Nine lives and my own personal nurse… I reckon I’ll live forever.”This is the tale of the nine lives of a very proud witch.In 1947 Minerva leaves Caithness to attend Hogwarts: it's the beginning of a tale which passed untold, unnoticed by most, forgotten by many. Half a century of names and footprints are now covered in ashes, blown away by the wind, by the wars, by time. Those who had fallen now smile at the victory, those who stood strong now ache for their loss.Minerva has fallen, but never too hard; she aches, always and ever; she remembers what others forget.But back then, in the beginning, there was no war, no ache, no memory. Only life, as powerful as it can be. And she lived. Nine times, she lived.

Hi! This is a fic I've been planning for a very long time, and I really care for it. But let's talk about its issues, shall we?First: as the ones who have already read my last (unfinished) fic know, I'm not British and English is not my native language. Therefore, there may be some (many) mistakes. I spend a lot of time on chapters and proofread them over and over, but I know that's not enough. So, if you like the fic and you spot a mistake, please report it to me. Second: I'm kinda looking for a beta reader (mostly because of my language problem). So, shout out to all the wonderful and patient people who would like to join me on this journey.Third: Minerva's era is a huge mystery. We don't know anything about her classmates and professors. Despite digging into the most stupidly hidden data, I have come up with very poor information. Therefore, most of the characters in this fic are OCs. Some of them I've placed to fill the holes in the books' family trees, but some are completely out of the canon. Fourth: the first part of the fic takes place in the late 40s. It's a tricky time, and I'm doing my research to make this as historically accurate as possible. However, I'm no historian, so the only thing I can guarantee you is my commitment to the fic. Once again, if you're an expert on the era and you spot something that doesn't sound right, please let me know and I will correct it. Fifth and most important: I DO NOT SUPPORT JKR IN ANY WAY. I'm okay with turning this fic into a hate club if you feel like it. We'll take every bloody character she has ever written and drag them into the LGBTQ+ community (where they belong - like, isn't Minerva and Poppy a canon couple?) (And guys, I'd love to write a trans character, but this is set in the 40s, so it would be like PAIN, and I think we hear horrible stories enough about trans youth, in and out fiction. So at least for the first part of this fic, I reckon there won't be any, but who knows, maybe in the future...)Okay, I'm done now. Enjoy! <3