Dear Reader,
For the next couple of chapters I'm doing quick little transitions between scenes and I'd like to publish them more quickly, that's why they'll be pretty short.
Sincerely, C0rrUpt3dsp1r1t
Minerva whispered to herself, "His condition isn't good, but I can't take him to Mungo's- they'd go nothing short of finding out and forcing us to leave. There's just too many people there and I couldn't check in at this hour. Merlin's too important to risk it. I have to save him."
McGonagall paced around the street she had brought them to, her boots clicking on the ground. It wasn't very far away, but those that participated in the event wouldn't notice and that was good enough for her to get a better look at him.
She had one think fast, so she ran through all the simplest options in her head first. Many were incredibly risky, but she only somewhat cared about it. She only has to find her way quickly.
It was decided. She was forced to bring him to Hogwarts. The school year hadn't begun yet and few teachers were even there. There was enough privacy in the teacher's rooms to safely tend to the unconscious man. It was a cause worth the trouble.
In an instant, they vanished once more.
