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Summary: Minerva's injured. What will Hermione do when she finds out and will that make her realize just how much she care about her former teacher?
Rating: M (for later chapters)
Author's Note: This is my first story ever written in English, so please don't expect too much. Other than that, you are free to review, comment, ask me questions... bake me cookies? Please? Ok, ok... you don't have to bake me anything. Chapter Two will be uploaded in a week or so. Please, enjoy!
Behind Closed Doors
"Hermione, dear, where are you going?" Molly asked as she peered around the kitchen door.
"Oh, I was just going to wash my hands…"
"But you haven't tried the desserts yet!" The red-haired woman exclaimed "I made Raspberry Ripple just for you! There's also Carrot cake, Apple pie, Shortcake…"
She continued listing, as Harry snickered quietly next to Hermione.
"I told you so" He whispered "Better sit down or else…"
She nodded and took the sit again.
"I swear, I'll drop dead if I take another bite…" Hermione murmured in Harry's ear.
"Oh, come on. Don't spoil the fun for Molly, you know how much she loves feeding us." Harry laughed and pointed at the plate on the other side of the table "Ron, please pass the um…"
Ron looked up and swallowed.
"Mmmm sausages, I almost forgot about these." He refilled both his and Harry's plate, and in no time both of them were humming happily at the taste of Molly's delicious cooking.
It was quiet Friday night. They were all seated at the large table in The Burrow, overcrowded with food. The house was warm, even though it was raining for days. Harry and Ron, both being Aurors, saw each other almost daily, but it was rare for the three of them to get together like this, owing to the Hermione's busy schedule.
"Watch out!" Molly shouted as she levitated three huge trays over their heads.
They landed with a loud whack, as the table magically extended itself in order to make more space. At that exact moment, the front door opened and Arthur Weasley marched in. His green coat was drenched with rain, and little droplets slid down his thin hair and cheeks. Nevertheless, huge grin was plastered across his face, as he lifted his bright pink umbrella for everyone to see.
"Hagrid gave me his old umm-brella, since he doesn't need it anymore, and all thanks to you Hermione! We're all so proud of you." He said as he hugged her briefly. "Hello everyone, Molly…"
Even though she was the head of the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures, Hermione's intelligence and hard-work brought her great respect all across Ministry of Magic. As a result, she was able to build a strong case to bring Hagrid his right to use a wand again. The very next day, she herself brought him to Ollivanders, to buy a new wand for her dear friend. As it turned out, that was not the wisest decision. Hagrid's been crying the whole time, making it hard for them to find him the right wand. Even worse, as a thank you, he bough her a large muddy colored cloak made out of Puffskeins*, which she had to wear whenever around him.
"You're late again – and all wet! Why don't you just apparate like normal wizards do?" Molly sighed, a little disappointed in her husband.
"Exaresco" She pointed her wand in Arthur's direction, effectively drying his clothes "Now sit, and eat."
"Thank you, dear… but first, I have something to tell you all" Arthur cracked his fingers nervously after leaving his precious umbrella on the chair "I've just been told that Minerva's in the St Mungo's… She's been ambushed by six Death Eaters while at her house in Scotland."
"Minerva… McGonagall?" Ron interrupted his father, surprised.
Hermione sat on her chair, motionless. Minerva's injured? She could tell that people around her continued talking, but her mind refused to hear them. Is she going to be all right? How bad was she hurt? Before anyone noticed the absence of color in her cheeks and her shaky hands, she got up and headed toward the door.
"Mione, wait, where are you going?!" She heard Ron calling her name behind her, but she wasn't stopping.
"But you haven't tried the Raspberry Ripple Cheesecake yet!" Molly cried as the door shut closed.
*Puffskein - Fluffy magical creatures that are found worldwide. They are completely round and covered in soft fur the color of custard.
Author's Note No.2: This story is un-betad. Any writing, spelling, or grammar mistakes are my own fault. If you want to be my beta, please contact me.
