A Rush to the Past (POV: Minerva McGonagall)
Minerva rushed back up to the Headmas... Headmistress's office after the funeral. This can't be happening! Albus can't be dead!Tears were flowing from Minerva's eyes as she looked around the room. Her eyes landed on a Time Turner slightly poking out from under a book on the last shelf on the wall behind the desk. That's it! I'll use the Time Turner to go back and make Albus bring Lily here, which will keep him distracted enough not to go that night. Then he'll be alive and safe, and maybe we'll all be alot happier.
Minerva smiled through the tears as she slowly lifted the Time Turner in her hand. It was the kind where one turn takes you back one hour. How many hours has it been? Minerva wondered. She had been so grieved she hadn't kept track of the days. She quickly walked down to Professor Flitwick's office. The door was opened so Minerva entered and walked behind his desk. She had to move a few papers, but finally came upon his calendar. It said that today was April 5. It's been 8 months and 3 days since he had said no, only 3 days since he had died, which means it's been 14820 hours. I have to turn it 14820 times! Minerva was beginning to think this was hopeless. Oh well, I have to do it, for everyone's sake. Minerva went back to the Headmistress's office. Once she was there she started turning the Time Turner and counting slowly. 1...2...3...
...14818...14819...14820 The spinning stopped and Minerva looked around. She was deffinetly still in the Headmistress's office, only now it was a lot more cluddered. Suddenly she heard voices at the door. Albus Dumbledore and Remus Lupin walked in. They had been arguing about something, but stopped when they saw Minerva standing there. "Hello, Minerva," Albus greeted her with his usual sparkling smile and cheerfulness. His hand was still looking slightly burned, and there was something about his posture that made him look older than she had ever seen him look before.
"Albus, I know you were just talking about Lily and I think you should let her come. It would be good for her to meet more witches and wizards her own age. Plus then you would have bit more control on her education. Besides how much harm could it possibly do?" Minerva blurted out in a rush.
"I know all that, it's just, do you think it's safe to have her so close to Harry?" Dumbledore asked wearily.
"They'll be find, beside no one but us nows anything about that. Harry and Lily won't recognize, nor guess about their past together. Don't you agree Remus?" Minerva looked at Remus hoping.
"Actually, yes I do," Remus replied. He was wearing his usual worn and tattered outfit. His hand had a deep cut that looked to be about a day old, and he looked extremely exhausted.
"Fine, she can come, but she is going to be in your house Minerva," Dumbledore said giving in.
"Fine, but I do recommend her for Head Girl," Minerva said wryly before exiting the room.
Okay, now to make one last change in history. Minerva grabbed her broom and headed out to the grounds. She mounted her broom and took off. As she looked behind at Hogwarts she could see Albus watching after her. Now to visit Narcissa.
The Malfoy manner came into view with in about an hour. Minerva landed in front of the mansion and shrunk her broom and stuffed it in her pocket. She walked slowly up to the door. The Malfoy's butler, Harrison, opened the door. "Hello?"
"I need to speak with Narcissa Malfoy," Minerva answered.
"Very well, come in," he said motioning her into the enourmous entryway.
Harrison rushed off to retrieve Narcissa. He came back within a few minutes, "Mrs. Malfoy will speak with you in the garden," with that he turned and preceded to lead her to the garden.
Harrison opened the door for her, and closed it when she was through. Minerva turned to see Narcissa brushing off her hands as she stood to greet Minerva. "Hello Narcissa," Minerva said confidently.
"Yes," Narcissa said looking at Minerva curiously.
Fear was rising in Minerva as she looked at the women. Her pale features more gaunt than usual. She seemed almost weak as Minerva took in the pale blue robe Narcissa was wearing. Her husband being in Azkaban is really tearing her apart. thought Minerva. "I was just coming to tell you not to let Draco join the Death Eaters. Don't even let him do a job to make up for his father being in Azkaban. If you do you'll regret it," Minerva said quickly then turned around to leave.
"Wait," Narcissa said. Minerva turned, Narcissa's armed was out as if to stop her, but she seemed to be worried. "If he does something for the Dark Lord to make up for Lucius being in Azkaban, will it get him hurt?"
Minerva looked at her then said, "Yes, and possibly killed. I'm sorry."
Minerva turned swiftly and headed to the front of the manner. She returned her broom to it's normal size. In no time she was in the air and headed to Grimmauld Place to see the rest of the Order. There was to be a meeting this afternoon. Now to watch and see if my plan works.
