The sun was mercifully out for some time now. November is never a good month in London to roam in streets, especially for people who hate rains. There were few ppl on streets. But even in such weather, a lady was walking swiftly without paying attention to the people near by who were regarding her in a funny way.
She was a old woman but she was walking at a pace which would have suited a much younger person than her. Finally she reached the Orphanage, her destination, . The building was creaked and shabby. She felt sorry for the boy once again but there was no other option. She sighed and approached the door. She knocked twice and waited patiently for the door to be opened.
"Yes, whom do you want to see", a young girl of about 23 was judging her.
"Mrs. Smith, I've an appointment with her", replied the woman with a smile.
The smile didn't make any effect. " Your name?"
"Minerva McGonagall"
After some time McGonagall was sitting with Mrs. Smith.
"I don't have any problem with raising that boy here Madam. But I still don't understand why don't you just adopt him?" asked Mrs. Smith umpteenth time.
"This is taking a lot longer than I hoped". McGonagall thought but replied patiently, "As I've explained to you my husband will not approve of it. I am already donating much amount of money in other orphanages, I'm afraid"
"As you wish, so do you wish me to enroll this boy for some school too?"
"Oh yes, that would be lovely. Once he is 10, I'll enroll him in a boarding school. Till then I'm sure you will take good care of his education" replied McGonagall
"That will not be a problem, madam. But you'll have to pay extra." Mrs. Smith quickly came on to the main point.
"Money will not be a problem." Came the patient reply
"These old money bags will never know the value of money." Thought Mrs. Smith. Aloud she asked, "We don't have any name for boy, you see he arrived here yesterday only. Do you have a name in mind?"
Yes, I do," replied Professor McGonagall," Ryan Slade."