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Minerva McGonagall raced across the grounds of Hogwarts towards two young boys. "Harry!", she reached the boys," , what happened?" Ronald Weasly looked up at his head of house. Then down at his unconscious friend, Harry Potter.
After a while he spoke "I'm... not sure, Professor. We were just walking back to the castle and he just passed out. I thought he would wake up but Hermione took one look at him and ran to get you.
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A half an hour later Ron and Hermione were walking to dinner. " What do you think is wrong with Harry?", asked Ron as they entered the great hall. Hermione just shook her head.
"I don't know, I just hope he's alright," said Hermione as she sat down in her normal spot at the Gryffindor table.
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Meanwhile Harry had just woken up. " , please! Just let Madam Pomfrey look at you and then if you are deemed well enough, I will let you go," said Professor McGonagall. Harry was sitting on the bed shaking in fear. But not of the woman standing above him(as most students would be), but of the look she would give him when she saw what he hid from the world.
"Please,please Professor, I swear I'll be fine. I'm just really tired. Please," pleaded Harry.
Professor McGonagall looked at him,thinking. "Fine, on one condtion. You stay in my quarters so I can check on you or I have Madam Pomfrey wave her wand and I'll find out whats really wrong. Pick, ."
Harry stopped shaking and whispered " I'll go to your quarters, Professor," with that he and McGonagall stood and walked out the Hospital wing.
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A few mintues later, they arrived at the picture of Godric Gryffindor that blocked the staircase to McGonagall's private quarters. " My kitten is home," McGonagall said softly but loud enough to scare Harry out of his thoughts of how to get out of this mess. They entered the stairway and then into Minerva's living room. "Lie down there,Harry," McGonagall called as she pointed to a red and gold couch. She reappeared a moement later, just as Harry sat down. "Would you like some tea?" she asked before sitting down in a red and gold chair with the Gryffindor embelm on the back. Harry shook his head.
He turned to lay down and closed his eyes. After a moement of silence McGonagall spoke again," Potter, are you cold?" Harry nodded and smiled as a fire roared to life and McGonagall appeared next to him with a Gryffindor red, tartan blanket.
McGonagall noted that when Harry realised she was putting the blanket on him, he stiffened and looked frightened but did nothing.