[A/N] I do not own Harry Potter

Pick A Card, Any Card / Prompt : Two of Spades - Write about a Teacher.


"Quiet, you two!" The professor scolded the two cackling boys on the back of the class with great annoyance, glaring daggers at them.

"Sorry Professor." Both boys grinned at her, their voices sweet and obedient in mockery.

If those boys didn't have any cell in their brain working, Professor McGonagall would have already thrown them out. But James Potter and Sirius Black weren't the dumb kind- They were clever and intelligent, the best in their year.

"Okay, you may go." the strict Professor dismissed her class, sitting down on her desk.

"Potter, Black." she called out to them before they could even leave her classroom.

"Yes, Professor Minnie?" James beamed at her, putting an arm around Sirius' shoulders.

"Stop calling me that," she reminded him faintly, "Try to win this coming Quidditch Match, will you? Professor Slughorn has been boasting in the Staff Room and it's becoming unbearable."

After the two boys were dismissed, Minerva McGonagall pondered on how she would truly miss those boys. She really didn't mind Potter calling her 'Minnie' but as common respect, she had to deny. She would really miss scolding the Marauders.