Summary: Where has Professor McGonagall been all weekend?
A/N: This is for minerva_fan
On a grey October Monday morning at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley made their way to the Gryffindor table and unceremoniously plunked themselves down on either side of Hermione Granger. “What was the big rush Hermione?” Ron asked petulantly, “Breakfast hasn’t even started yet!”
“Just because your life revolves around food doesn’t mean other people’s do,” Hermione informed him. “I was hoping to catch Professor McGonagall before breakfast, but she hasn’t arrived yet.”
“That’s strange,” Harry observed, “she’s always here before we are.”
“That shows how observant you are,” Hermione snorted. “She hasn’t been at any meals here since Friday night.”
Harry’s eyes grew wide. “Maybe she’s on a mission or something,” he whispered.
Ron nodded thoughtfully. “She could be. She told the Prefects not to even come near her chamber door unless it was absolutely necessary.”
Hermione shook her head. “She was in much too good a mood to be going on a dangerous mission,” she mused. “I think she was going away for the weekend.”
“Why would Professor McGonagall be going away for a weekend during the term?” Harry asked. “It doesn’t seem like her.”
“I don’t think she ever leaves, except to go to Hogsmeade or Headquarters,” Ron stated matter-of-factly.
“Honestly, hasn’t it ever occurred to either of you that our teachers have lives?” Hermione was quite exasperated. “For all we know she might have lovers in Rome or Monte Carlo or somewhere!”
“You expect me to believe that Professor McGonagall went off to some exotic place for a wild weekend with…with…”
“Certainly not Mr. Weasley,” the three gossiping Gryffindors whirled around to discover their Head of House standing directly behind them. “As Head of Gryffindor House, I never leave the students under my care except in cases of the greatest urgency.” She sounded as stern as ever, but there seemed to be less of an edge to her demeanor this morning. Harry was just beginning to wonder about that when Professor McGonagall actually smiled and added, very quietly, “We had a lovely time right here.”