Chapter 48
Summer
McGonnagal moved to just behind Harry, putting one hand on his shoulder. It was difficult to tell just which of the three was the most surprised by the news: Sirius, Ron or Hermione.
Sirius couldn't believe that Lily and Minerva were related, but then again, neither could Ron nor Hermione for their parts.
McGonnagal explained to them what she had said to Harry many months before, and after allowing them all some time, they grew comfortable with the idea. Minerva was quick to offer both Harry and Sirius welcome in her home as long as they wished to stay...just as long as they followed her rules.
A week passed, as did the rest of the students exams. In the last few weeks of the school year, when the school had calmed down, and everything was beginning to return, more or less, to the usual, the Hogwarts Sisters announced that they would throw one last concert for the student body, a sort of a farewell concert. There was nearly full attendance at the concert that evening, and after a few light warm-up songs, Minerva nodded to her Sisters and gave the word.
Stepping up to the lip of the stage, she began to speak. "Before the real concert begins...some last minute administrative matters need to be addressed. What has happened at this school the night of July the fifteenth has been kept in utmost secrecy...and, to quote the Headmaster, therefore the entire school now knows!" The students---well, most of them, at least---laughed appreciatively. "This institution, such as it is, owes a debt to several of its students it can scarcely ever repay. Let me only say that this castle---and all of you who enjoy the education you receive here---owe a debt of special gratitude to these individuals. That being said, I---with Professor Dumbledore's approval, of course---now award these persons additional House points by way of thank you," Minerva concluded. She then looked out over the crowd, smiled mysteriously, and then continued.
"I hereby award fifty points each to Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ronald Weasley and Neville Longbottom of Gryffindor House. These points are awarded to each of them for courage, determination, and meritorious conduct benefiting this school," Minerva announced, and the students could not help but notice that the Gryffindor cylinder had now filled to its full capacity, leaving the Slytherin and other House cylinders lacking.
"One last thing then. We would now like to sing a little song for our favorite trio of heroes!" Minerva 'Tabby' McGonnagal added, playing a clever little trill on her keyboard.
Professor 'Badger' Sprout set the rhythm with her bass drum, and a second later, the Hogwarts Sisters belted out a new song:
You've got a friend in me,
You've got a friend in me,
When the road looks rough ahead,
And you're miles and miles from your nice warm bed.
You just remember what your old pal said,
Boy, you've got a friend in me,
Yeah, you've got a friend in me.
You've got a friend in me,
You've got a friend in me,
You got troubles, then I got 'em too,
There isn't anything I wouldn't do for you.
If we stick together we can see it through,
'Cause you've got a friend in me,
Yeah, you've got a friend in me.
Now, some other folks might,
Be a little bit smarter than I am,
Bigger and stronger too.
Maybe.
But none of them will ever love you,
The way I do,
Just me and you, boy.
And as the years go by,
Our friendship will never die.
You're gonna see, it's our destiny,
You've got a friend in me,
You've got a friend in me,
Yeah, you've got a friend in me...
At the song's conclusion, the audience burst into applause and rounds of cheering.
As they applauded along with the rest, Hermione sniffed back a tear, leaning over to say to Harry and Ron, "I can´t believe they sang that for us." Madam Hooch, a.k.a. Hawkeye, moved forward ahead of the band to the front of the stage then. She raised her fingerless-gloved hands to get everyone's attention, and to calm them down a bit.
"Thank you all! Thank you very much. Now, the rest of this concert will be by request only. Whatever it is you want to hear, just pipe up and let us know you want to hear it!" she proclaimed in a loud voice. When the cheering died down again, she then added. "If any of you would come up and care to join us for a song, well...by all means, come and do so!"
Hermione stepped forward then, surprising Harry and Ron to the point of speechlessness. "Yes, Ms. Granger?" Xiomara said. "Have you a request?"
"Well, I was wondering...do you know the song 'Not a Girl, Not Yet a Woman'?" Hermione asked her.
"Yes, I think we do," Xiomara replied, then looking over to her fellow Sisters, who all nodded in agreement with her. "Now, did you want us to sing it, or would you prefer to sing it yourself, Ms. Granger?" Xiomara asked.
"I think I'll sing, thanks," Hermione said with a degree of self-confidence that made Hooch smile.
"Now, everyone...our next song will be sung by none other than your own Hermione Granger!" Xiomara whopped, playing an impressive intro piece on her oddly-shaped guitar.
Hermione trotted up on-stage, then looked towards the audience, feeling butterflies in her stomach. But, when she heard the Hogwarts Sisters starting to play, she took a deep breath and started to sing:
I used to think,
I had the answers to everything,
but now I know.
That life doesn't always go my way,
Feels like I'm caught in the middle,
That's when I realize...
I'm not a girl,
Not yet a woman.
All I need is time.
A moment that is mine,
While I'm in between,
I'm not a girl,
There is no need to protect me,
It's time that I
Learn to face up to this on my own.
I've seen so much more than you know now,
Don't tell me to shut my eyes.
I'm not a girl,
Not yet a woman.
All I need is time.
A moment that is mine,
While I'm in between,
I'm not a girl,
But if you look at me closely,
You will see it in my eyes,
This girl will always find her way.
I'm not a girl,
(I'm not a girl don't tell me what to believe)
Not yet a woman,
(I'm just trying to find the woman in me)
All I need is time,
(All I need is time)
A moment that is mine,
While I'm in between,
I'm not a girl. Not yet a woman.
Hermione finished and then bowed, looking up expectantly as she stood back up.
Everybody cheered and whooped, thrilled with her performance. "Well, that song sure fitted her all right," Ron said to Harry. Harry looked back oddly at Ron, who smiled weakly and blushed. The Hogwarts Sisters played long into the night, finally wrapping things up around the midnight hour, when they stopped and informed all and sundry it was time for them to get to their beds. As they filed out of the Great Hall, the Trouble Trio---much like everyone else---talked with one another. "Well, that was really some concert," Ron said. "Really, Ron. Of course it was," Hermione said. "We now have only four days left before the end of the term, so that concert was the last time they played. Their last concert..."
Those last four days were a blur...before they all knew it, the last day of the term was upon them, and all that remained was the Farewell Feast. Not at all a surprise---but a disappointment to the Slytherins---Gryffindor won the House Cup, especially after all the points Professor McGonnagal had awarded them. Despite the solemn looks on some Slytherin faces, the students as a whole were having a wonderful time. At his appointed time, Professor Dumbledore rose to his feet, and politely exclaimed, "I do beg your pardon, everyone! But, I do have a few last term comments to announce before you may leave for your well-deserved summer holidays." He waited until the buzz of conversation had ceased, then looked out upon all of his students, who sat before him, gazing up in anticipation of what he would say. "First, I will say that this has been a year, one unlike any other that I have ever seen before," Dumbledore informed them, then paused a second or two. "Second, I regret to announce that our Professor Bat will unfortunately not be continuing on as a teacher come next year," Dumbledore proclaimed, much to the dismay and consternation of many of the students. Professor Bat was uniformly liked and appreciated by students of all the Houses. "But why, Professor?" called a voice from the crowd of students. Bathilda Bat rose to her feet, looking different somehow. "I'm afraid that what the Headmaster says is quite correct. But, that is not because I would not relish the opportunity to return to you all next year. No, I'm afraid that I will be busy this upcoming year, you see...since I find myself pregnant."
"She says she's what?" Ron demanded, looking sickly all of the sudden.
He was cut off as nearly everyone cheered in congratulations of Professor Bat and her impending pregnancy. Harry and his friends could only shake their heads in wonder, when they notice Professor Bat bend over and whisper something into Dumbledore's ear. Whatever it was she said, it made the Headmaster's eyes go wide, then chuckle with amusement and a not a little wonder. Professor Bat looked expectantly at Dumbledore, her eye almost pleading with him. But, Dumbledore simply shook his head, as if saying to her that she could tell them all herself.
Proffesor Bat turned back to the students, and took a breath. "I suppose that many of you are wondering just who might be the father of my child. Well..." She swallowed hard before continuing. "I am proud to inform you all that the father of my child is none other than..."
An expectant hush cam over the assembly, as Professor Bat seemed to finally win a silent battle she waged with herself. "Your Potions Master, Severus Snape," she admitted, blushing furiously. There was silenced as a result of her announcement. Well, that is until there came a hellish clatter as Professor Snape fainted and fell out of his chair on to the floor.
Xiomara Hooch, who was sitting next to Snape, looked down, shook her head, and then bellowed over toward Dumbledore. "Not to worry, Headmaster! He's only fainted from the shock. He'll be fine!"
The students were cheering or laughing, whichever suited their moods, and not a few of the faculty joined in, not least among them were Minerva, Professor Flitwick as well as Hagrid, who nearly choked on his pint of ale.
"Ha! I figured it was him!" Ron boasted to his friends. "Remember what Bat said that day in Dumbledore's office, right? How she and...er, eww, it's still disgusting!"
"Perhaps, Ron. But can just see the expression on Sirius' face when we tell him the news?" Hermione said, which caused Ron and Harry to collapse in laughter.
Regretably, the Farewell Feast was soon over, and everyone began picking up their belongings in preparation for heading home upon the Hogwarts Express.
As Harry, Ron, and Hermione carted their trunks and packs down to the Entrance Hall, they talked of all they had done this year. But, conversation was cut short as Harry looked in happy surprise to spot Sirius standing, apparently waiting for them. He told them all that he wished to wait, and join Harry and his friends aboard the train. He intended to come back with Harry, especially wanting to tell the Dursleys that they where finally rid of Harry for good. Then it would just be a matter of collecting Harry's things there before heading off toward Minerva's home and (after what Mariah had told them) the McGonnagal Manor. After arriving at the station in Hogsmeade, they chose a compartment all to themselves, so that they could talk privately. As they expected, Sirius nearly laughed himself to death when toldthat Snape was going to be a father...and of Bat's child at that.
They all looked up when the door to their compartment opened, and there stood Draco, Opaleye, and their ever attending goons, Crabbe and Goyle.
Draco looked once significantly to his goons and his sister, indicating that they were to leave, and remain outside in the hall. Opaleye, Crabbe and Goyle shuffled down the hall to find a free compartment in which to wait. Malfoy looked over at Harry.
"Just wanted to tell you that now we're even, Potter," Malfoy said. "You saved my life on the Quidditch pitch, as well as not handing me over to the teachers during winter holiday, so I wouldn't get expelled. But, now, we're even once more. No more special treatment for you scarhead. And, don't expect me to hold back with either of you too! Be seeing you, Weasel, Mudblood." "Shove off, Malfoy," Harry said easily. He knew from the start that Malfoy wouldn't remain on his side forever. In fact, he was rather surprised that Malfoy hadn't said anything before now.
When Malfoy left, Sirius looked over to Harry, asking, "Just what was that all about?" "Well, it was like this, Sirius..." Harry, Hermione and Ron then told him about all that had happened that year. Sirius told them he thought it nice of them to give Professor McGonnagal a birthday party, and laughed at all the things they had done to the teachers after they had lost their bet with Harry. Minerva had returned Harry's hair to its proper color and styling once again after a week, so that they didn't say anything about that.
The Hogwarts Express finally pulled into King's Cross station, and after securing their belongings, Harry, his friends, and Sirius all went to see the Dursleys.
They were disagreeable, as usual, to Harry, which made Sirius frown.
"Come along, boy," Vernon groused through his thick mustache. "I haven't all day..." It was then that he noticed Sirius standing beside Harry, his arms crossed.
"Who's he, boy?" Uncle Vernon asked, looking agaiun at Sirius.
"Oh, him? Well, that's my godfather. You know, the one that everyone thought was dead, but was really alive all the time. He was in prison, accused of murder, remember? Well, he was innocent, and now he's free. So, that being the case, Uncle Vernon, I'll now be staying the holidays with him," Harry said.
The Dursleys looked on Sirius. "Vernon, do you really believe him?" Petunia asked weakly.
"Well, suppose we ruddy have to, Petunia," Wernon grumbled.
"But, Vernon, suppose that man goes back to prison again? Then the boy comes back to live with us," Petunia said, uneasy with that prospect.
"Oh, believe you me, I won´t," Harry declared heatedly. He looked over to his Aunt Petunia. "Aunt Petunia? Does the name Minerva Evans mean anything to you?" Harry asked, wanting to know.
"Why, of course it does, she´s my grandmother," Petunia said. "I haven't seen her since Lily began at that - that school."
"Ahem, then...perhaps, child, I should remedy that," a voice declared from behind them.
Petunia turned quickly about, and looked upon Minerva McGonnagal, who did not appear very happy. "Grandmother! W-What are you doing here?" she asked.
"Making certain that one of my best students---as well as my great-grandson- --and his godfather find their way home," Minerva informed her.
"We're coming, Professor," Harry said.
"Professor?" Petunia said timidly, not really wanting to know.
"Yes, Professor, Petunia Evans Dursley. For your information, I am one of Harry's teachers at Hogwarts," Minerva said. Petunia was duly shocked over hearing that news, realizing that there more than one witch in the family.
"Well...are you two coming then?" Minerva asked, a touch sternly.
"Yes, Great Grandmother," Harry said, smiling.
Minerva nodded and turned into her tabby form before jumping up on to Harry's shoulders to settle in. She bowed her head respectfully to the Dursleys before Harry turned and began walking away.
Finally, the three of them were in Scotland, and Harry and Sirius got their first glimpse of the McGonnagal Manor. "Welcome home, gentlemen," Minerva said.
Harry smiled. He was finally home. Home at last.
End
BIG AN: Finnaly finnished whit my HP story. I think i shall make a secuel or something from it maby something as the first weeks at the McGonnagal manor. Untill then Thanks to all rewiewers and ecpesially to Jetana, Nightwing 509 and aalikane since they always gave me rewiews for each chapter i put upp. FREE BUTTERBEAR FOR YOU. To all you others who read this story thank you for reading and please spread the word about this fic.
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Summer
McGonnagal moved to just behind Harry, putting one hand on his shoulder. It was difficult to tell just which of the three was the most surprised by the news: Sirius, Ron or Hermione.
Sirius couldn't believe that Lily and Minerva were related, but then again, neither could Ron nor Hermione for their parts.
McGonnagal explained to them what she had said to Harry many months before, and after allowing them all some time, they grew comfortable with the idea. Minerva was quick to offer both Harry and Sirius welcome in her home as long as they wished to stay...just as long as they followed her rules.
A week passed, as did the rest of the students exams. In the last few weeks of the school year, when the school had calmed down, and everything was beginning to return, more or less, to the usual, the Hogwarts Sisters announced that they would throw one last concert for the student body, a sort of a farewell concert. There was nearly full attendance at the concert that evening, and after a few light warm-up songs, Minerva nodded to her Sisters and gave the word.
Stepping up to the lip of the stage, she began to speak. "Before the real concert begins...some last minute administrative matters need to be addressed. What has happened at this school the night of July the fifteenth has been kept in utmost secrecy...and, to quote the Headmaster, therefore the entire school now knows!" The students---well, most of them, at least---laughed appreciatively. "This institution, such as it is, owes a debt to several of its students it can scarcely ever repay. Let me only say that this castle---and all of you who enjoy the education you receive here---owe a debt of special gratitude to these individuals. That being said, I---with Professor Dumbledore's approval, of course---now award these persons additional House points by way of thank you," Minerva concluded. She then looked out over the crowd, smiled mysteriously, and then continued.
"I hereby award fifty points each to Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ronald Weasley and Neville Longbottom of Gryffindor House. These points are awarded to each of them for courage, determination, and meritorious conduct benefiting this school," Minerva announced, and the students could not help but notice that the Gryffindor cylinder had now filled to its full capacity, leaving the Slytherin and other House cylinders lacking.
"One last thing then. We would now like to sing a little song for our favorite trio of heroes!" Minerva 'Tabby' McGonnagal added, playing a clever little trill on her keyboard.
Professor 'Badger' Sprout set the rhythm with her bass drum, and a second later, the Hogwarts Sisters belted out a new song:
You've got a friend in me,
You've got a friend in me,
When the road looks rough ahead,
And you're miles and miles from your nice warm bed.
You just remember what your old pal said,
Boy, you've got a friend in me,
Yeah, you've got a friend in me.
You've got a friend in me,
You've got a friend in me,
You got troubles, then I got 'em too,
There isn't anything I wouldn't do for you.
If we stick together we can see it through,
'Cause you've got a friend in me,
Yeah, you've got a friend in me.
Now, some other folks might,
Be a little bit smarter than I am,
Bigger and stronger too.
Maybe.
But none of them will ever love you,
The way I do,
Just me and you, boy.
And as the years go by,
Our friendship will never die.
You're gonna see, it's our destiny,
You've got a friend in me,
You've got a friend in me,
Yeah, you've got a friend in me...
At the song's conclusion, the audience burst into applause and rounds of cheering.
As they applauded along with the rest, Hermione sniffed back a tear, leaning over to say to Harry and Ron, "I can´t believe they sang that for us." Madam Hooch, a.k.a. Hawkeye, moved forward ahead of the band to the front of the stage then. She raised her fingerless-gloved hands to get everyone's attention, and to calm them down a bit.
"Thank you all! Thank you very much. Now, the rest of this concert will be by request only. Whatever it is you want to hear, just pipe up and let us know you want to hear it!" she proclaimed in a loud voice. When the cheering died down again, she then added. "If any of you would come up and care to join us for a song, well...by all means, come and do so!"
Hermione stepped forward then, surprising Harry and Ron to the point of speechlessness. "Yes, Ms. Granger?" Xiomara said. "Have you a request?"
"Well, I was wondering...do you know the song 'Not a Girl, Not Yet a Woman'?" Hermione asked her.
"Yes, I think we do," Xiomara replied, then looking over to her fellow Sisters, who all nodded in agreement with her. "Now, did you want us to sing it, or would you prefer to sing it yourself, Ms. Granger?" Xiomara asked.
"I think I'll sing, thanks," Hermione said with a degree of self-confidence that made Hooch smile.
"Now, everyone...our next song will be sung by none other than your own Hermione Granger!" Xiomara whopped, playing an impressive intro piece on her oddly-shaped guitar.
Hermione trotted up on-stage, then looked towards the audience, feeling butterflies in her stomach. But, when she heard the Hogwarts Sisters starting to play, she took a deep breath and started to sing:
I used to think,
I had the answers to everything,
but now I know.
That life doesn't always go my way,
Feels like I'm caught in the middle,
That's when I realize...
I'm not a girl,
Not yet a woman.
All I need is time.
A moment that is mine,
While I'm in between,
I'm not a girl,
There is no need to protect me,
It's time that I
Learn to face up to this on my own.
I've seen so much more than you know now,
Don't tell me to shut my eyes.
I'm not a girl,
Not yet a woman.
All I need is time.
A moment that is mine,
While I'm in between,
I'm not a girl,
But if you look at me closely,
You will see it in my eyes,
This girl will always find her way.
I'm not a girl,
(I'm not a girl don't tell me what to believe)
Not yet a woman,
(I'm just trying to find the woman in me)
All I need is time,
(All I need is time)
A moment that is mine,
While I'm in between,
I'm not a girl. Not yet a woman.
Hermione finished and then bowed, looking up expectantly as she stood back up.
Everybody cheered and whooped, thrilled with her performance. "Well, that song sure fitted her all right," Ron said to Harry. Harry looked back oddly at Ron, who smiled weakly and blushed. The Hogwarts Sisters played long into the night, finally wrapping things up around the midnight hour, when they stopped and informed all and sundry it was time for them to get to their beds. As they filed out of the Great Hall, the Trouble Trio---much like everyone else---talked with one another. "Well, that was really some concert," Ron said. "Really, Ron. Of course it was," Hermione said. "We now have only four days left before the end of the term, so that concert was the last time they played. Their last concert..."
Those last four days were a blur...before they all knew it, the last day of the term was upon them, and all that remained was the Farewell Feast. Not at all a surprise---but a disappointment to the Slytherins---Gryffindor won the House Cup, especially after all the points Professor McGonnagal had awarded them. Despite the solemn looks on some Slytherin faces, the students as a whole were having a wonderful time. At his appointed time, Professor Dumbledore rose to his feet, and politely exclaimed, "I do beg your pardon, everyone! But, I do have a few last term comments to announce before you may leave for your well-deserved summer holidays." He waited until the buzz of conversation had ceased, then looked out upon all of his students, who sat before him, gazing up in anticipation of what he would say. "First, I will say that this has been a year, one unlike any other that I have ever seen before," Dumbledore informed them, then paused a second or two. "Second, I regret to announce that our Professor Bat will unfortunately not be continuing on as a teacher come next year," Dumbledore proclaimed, much to the dismay and consternation of many of the students. Professor Bat was uniformly liked and appreciated by students of all the Houses. "But why, Professor?" called a voice from the crowd of students. Bathilda Bat rose to her feet, looking different somehow. "I'm afraid that what the Headmaster says is quite correct. But, that is not because I would not relish the opportunity to return to you all next year. No, I'm afraid that I will be busy this upcoming year, you see...since I find myself pregnant."
"She says she's what?" Ron demanded, looking sickly all of the sudden.
He was cut off as nearly everyone cheered in congratulations of Professor Bat and her impending pregnancy. Harry and his friends could only shake their heads in wonder, when they notice Professor Bat bend over and whisper something into Dumbledore's ear. Whatever it was she said, it made the Headmaster's eyes go wide, then chuckle with amusement and a not a little wonder. Professor Bat looked expectantly at Dumbledore, her eye almost pleading with him. But, Dumbledore simply shook his head, as if saying to her that she could tell them all herself.
Proffesor Bat turned back to the students, and took a breath. "I suppose that many of you are wondering just who might be the father of my child. Well..." She swallowed hard before continuing. "I am proud to inform you all that the father of my child is none other than..."
An expectant hush cam over the assembly, as Professor Bat seemed to finally win a silent battle she waged with herself. "Your Potions Master, Severus Snape," she admitted, blushing furiously. There was silenced as a result of her announcement. Well, that is until there came a hellish clatter as Professor Snape fainted and fell out of his chair on to the floor.
Xiomara Hooch, who was sitting next to Snape, looked down, shook her head, and then bellowed over toward Dumbledore. "Not to worry, Headmaster! He's only fainted from the shock. He'll be fine!"
The students were cheering or laughing, whichever suited their moods, and not a few of the faculty joined in, not least among them were Minerva, Professor Flitwick as well as Hagrid, who nearly choked on his pint of ale.
"Ha! I figured it was him!" Ron boasted to his friends. "Remember what Bat said that day in Dumbledore's office, right? How she and...er, eww, it's still disgusting!"
"Perhaps, Ron. But can just see the expression on Sirius' face when we tell him the news?" Hermione said, which caused Ron and Harry to collapse in laughter.
Regretably, the Farewell Feast was soon over, and everyone began picking up their belongings in preparation for heading home upon the Hogwarts Express.
As Harry, Ron, and Hermione carted their trunks and packs down to the Entrance Hall, they talked of all they had done this year. But, conversation was cut short as Harry looked in happy surprise to spot Sirius standing, apparently waiting for them. He told them all that he wished to wait, and join Harry and his friends aboard the train. He intended to come back with Harry, especially wanting to tell the Dursleys that they where finally rid of Harry for good. Then it would just be a matter of collecting Harry's things there before heading off toward Minerva's home and (after what Mariah had told them) the McGonnagal Manor. After arriving at the station in Hogsmeade, they chose a compartment all to themselves, so that they could talk privately. As they expected, Sirius nearly laughed himself to death when toldthat Snape was going to be a father...and of Bat's child at that.
They all looked up when the door to their compartment opened, and there stood Draco, Opaleye, and their ever attending goons, Crabbe and Goyle.
Draco looked once significantly to his goons and his sister, indicating that they were to leave, and remain outside in the hall. Opaleye, Crabbe and Goyle shuffled down the hall to find a free compartment in which to wait. Malfoy looked over at Harry.
"Just wanted to tell you that now we're even, Potter," Malfoy said. "You saved my life on the Quidditch pitch, as well as not handing me over to the teachers during winter holiday, so I wouldn't get expelled. But, now, we're even once more. No more special treatment for you scarhead. And, don't expect me to hold back with either of you too! Be seeing you, Weasel, Mudblood." "Shove off, Malfoy," Harry said easily. He knew from the start that Malfoy wouldn't remain on his side forever. In fact, he was rather surprised that Malfoy hadn't said anything before now.
When Malfoy left, Sirius looked over to Harry, asking, "Just what was that all about?" "Well, it was like this, Sirius..." Harry, Hermione and Ron then told him about all that had happened that year. Sirius told them he thought it nice of them to give Professor McGonnagal a birthday party, and laughed at all the things they had done to the teachers after they had lost their bet with Harry. Minerva had returned Harry's hair to its proper color and styling once again after a week, so that they didn't say anything about that.
The Hogwarts Express finally pulled into King's Cross station, and after securing their belongings, Harry, his friends, and Sirius all went to see the Dursleys.
They were disagreeable, as usual, to Harry, which made Sirius frown.
"Come along, boy," Vernon groused through his thick mustache. "I haven't all day..." It was then that he noticed Sirius standing beside Harry, his arms crossed.
"Who's he, boy?" Uncle Vernon asked, looking agaiun at Sirius.
"Oh, him? Well, that's my godfather. You know, the one that everyone thought was dead, but was really alive all the time. He was in prison, accused of murder, remember? Well, he was innocent, and now he's free. So, that being the case, Uncle Vernon, I'll now be staying the holidays with him," Harry said.
The Dursleys looked on Sirius. "Vernon, do you really believe him?" Petunia asked weakly.
"Well, suppose we ruddy have to, Petunia," Wernon grumbled.
"But, Vernon, suppose that man goes back to prison again? Then the boy comes back to live with us," Petunia said, uneasy with that prospect.
"Oh, believe you me, I won´t," Harry declared heatedly. He looked over to his Aunt Petunia. "Aunt Petunia? Does the name Minerva Evans mean anything to you?" Harry asked, wanting to know.
"Why, of course it does, she´s my grandmother," Petunia said. "I haven't seen her since Lily began at that - that school."
"Ahem, then...perhaps, child, I should remedy that," a voice declared from behind them.
Petunia turned quickly about, and looked upon Minerva McGonnagal, who did not appear very happy. "Grandmother! W-What are you doing here?" she asked.
"Making certain that one of my best students---as well as my great-grandson- --and his godfather find their way home," Minerva informed her.
"We're coming, Professor," Harry said.
"Professor?" Petunia said timidly, not really wanting to know.
"Yes, Professor, Petunia Evans Dursley. For your information, I am one of Harry's teachers at Hogwarts," Minerva said. Petunia was duly shocked over hearing that news, realizing that there more than one witch in the family.
"Well...are you two coming then?" Minerva asked, a touch sternly.
"Yes, Great Grandmother," Harry said, smiling.
Minerva nodded and turned into her tabby form before jumping up on to Harry's shoulders to settle in. She bowed her head respectfully to the Dursleys before Harry turned and began walking away.
Finally, the three of them were in Scotland, and Harry and Sirius got their first glimpse of the McGonnagal Manor. "Welcome home, gentlemen," Minerva said.
Harry smiled. He was finally home. Home at last.
End
BIG AN: Finnaly finnished whit my HP story. I think i shall make a secuel or something from it maby something as the first weeks at the McGonnagal manor. Untill then Thanks to all rewiewers and ecpesially to Jetana, Nightwing 509 and aalikane since they always gave me rewiews for each chapter i put upp. FREE BUTTERBEAR FOR YOU. To all you others who read this story thank you for reading and please spread the word about this fic.
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Captein Amelia