Disclaimer: Don't own HP *tear*
Author Note- This is around PoA
POV: Minerva
When Minerva McGonagall realized she hadn't slept for two days straight and starts to get tired, she ignores this and thinks work was better than lack of sleep. Of course she also doesn't go to bed due to the Dementors patrolling the grounds, and the fact that she needs to finish all her grading and to work on the Examinations for Transfiguration which demands a lot of work. She's been so busy she's missed both her lunches since this happened and now the Staff is slightly worried, even though she always assures them she is fine. But today, it got even worse. Suddenly today Minerva had a pounding headache and she was paler than normal, her eyes glassy from some type of illness and her throat felt extremely sore.
Of course she went straight back to working at Six A.M., and while she did so she put a few glamour charms on herself to hide her actual appearance, with a voice charm to make her voice sound to others like it wasn't sore. So as soon as she finished work, she immediately went to the Great Hall for Breakfast after working for a while since it was now Eight A.M.
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Minerva looked up smiling slightly at the staff table though she couldn't see her friends' looks of concerns as the room turned fuzzy for a second. She continued smiling knowing the way up to the Staff table by heart and rubbed her eyes as her vision returned to normal. She sat next to Dumbledore and Professor Snape, barely touching her breakfast. She of course couldn't hear the whispers around here, not really paying attention as headache got in the way. Mental Note: Go down to Hospital Wing to fetch a Headache Potion. Minerva thought to herself, and continued thinking to herself straining her smile as Dumbledore asked her "Are you alright?" but she couldn't hear him due to her thoughts and her headache.
"You know, that is a terrible Glamour Spell Minerva." A cold voice quietly whispered to her.
Minerva instantly stared at the speaker shocked he realized the truth. Severus knew exactly what was going on with her, which was bad.
"Severus don't say anything to anyone, I can obviously handle this myself." She hissed back to him and he nodded giving a "Whatever" expression to her as he returned back to talking to others and she returned back to listening to the pounding of her head.
Unknown to her, her condition was being discussed by two witches down the table, who were very concerned for their best friend.
"What do you think Poppy? Think we should force her to come to the Hospital? It took her longer than usual to come up here."
"Rolanda, I'm not quite sure. She seems okay."
"But she did miss two lunches in a row!"
"That's true! Maybe we should, just for her sake ask her." Poppy said thoughtfully. "Then again, she'll probably deny everything and lie because she probably thinks we're going to fuss over her and keep her in the Hospital for about a week."
"Which we have every right too! C'mon she's our best friend!" Rolanda said looking over to Minerva as at she suddenly got up from her chair and was passing them. Minerva looked at the floor breathing deeply but quickly while walking down to the Great Hall which concerned her friends even more.
When Minerva passed Poppy and Rolanda she suddenly felt a wave of slight dizziness fall over her. She stumbled slightly and looked back at the Staff Table muttering she was fine to everyone, who looked at her. She started to walk down the long tables seeing her House as she passed and smiled even though her glamour charm was starting to fade slightly.
Feeling weak inside, another more powerful wave of dizziness came over and the room started to spin in blurs of colors as she shivered tripping and falling to the ground. She heard many gasps as she fell and got everyone's unwanted attention in the room as she felt the cold ground, starting to shake before she passed out. "I'm fine" She stubbornly said before closing her eyes.
I'm pretty sure this shall have to be continued . Please R&R
