An; Several people really seemed to enjoy this story, so just as promised here is the second chapter.
"Look, I don't know, Hermione but if anyone knows Filius might." Neville continued. Hermione sighed at his words. Professor Flitwick wouldn't easily give where his college was living. Especially if it was Minerva, Hermione knew Professor McGonagall. She would do anything for people not to see her in the state she was in. Since she was hit by the stunners in Hermione's fifth year, Minerva has been slowly getting worse, because she wouldn't take the time to slow down and heal properly. Now Minerva's had a stroke, but what hospital she's in, no-one knows, except for Filius Flitwick. Strokes were very rare in the Wizarding World, in fact, barely anything is known about strokes in the Wizarding World.
Hermione went off furiously to find Professor Flitwick. She quietly went into the castle that she hadn't been in almost nine years, little Rose was now seven, and she was born two years after Ron and Hermione's marriage. She walked down the halls, the feeling of nostalgia sinking into her stomach. She slowly knocked on the door that once led into Professor Flitwick's classroom. "Come in." He said, and the door slowly opened. "Professor." Hermione greeted politely, remembering he was, not only half-goblin but fairly short. "Ah, Hello Hermione. To what do I owe the pleasure?" He said, half jumping from his chair. "Where is she, Filius? Where is Professor McGonagall?" She asked calmly. "Hermione, I would tell you if I could, but I promised Minerva I wouldn't tell anyone, even you, Hermione." Filius said, trying to hide the pain in his eyes.
"Please tell me where she is, Professor." Hermione practically begged. "You can find her where the sunshine ends on the bank of a creek." Professor Flitwick said with a wink. He was the most Ravenclaw person she'd ever met, it was a riddle, of course. Sunset Rivers Hermione thought, sunshine ends are Sunset, another word for creek is a river! Sunset Rivers is a very well known hospital in the Wizarding world, only taking place as third as an official hospital, in her eyes at least.
"Thank you, Professor." She said, imagining the place in her mind, and quickly apparating. She appeared at the large doors in a flash and stormed in immediately. "Where is Professor Minerva McGonagall?" She asked the Bellhop. "Minerva requested no visitors." The Bellhop replied coldly. "I am the exception, miss, I need to see her," Hermione replied, fire burning in her eyes. "I am sorry, but she specifically requested no visitors, now I am going to have to politely ask you to leave." The Bellhop said, very coldly. Hermione didn't want to, but if she wanted to see her friend she was going to have to go there. "I am the Minister of Magic; I have very important business with her. Now, I will only ask one more time where is she?" Hermione said, coldness filling her voice, she was very tolerant but she would not tolerate someone forbidding her to see someone that needed the help.
"I am sorry Minister! She's in room 87." The Bellhop said quickly apologizing. Hermione nodded her head as she walked down the hall and she just so happened to notice the Bellhop look back at her, scared. Hermione went down the hall counting the numbers to herself as she walked, and slowed to a stop when she appeared in front of door number 87. She knocked, and slowly entered, not wanting to disturb her. "Professor?" She slowly said as she walked in. "H…mo…ne…" Minerva slurred as she seen Hermione step through the room.
Minerva was in bad shape. Her whole left side was paralyzed, she couldn't speak like she used to either, because her face was drooping. "I know, you didn't want visitors, but I couldn't just leave you alone." Hermione said carefully going over to her right side.
"…ank…ou..moi…ne…" Minerva slowly slurred, and silently cursed herself in her head for not being able to speak. "I know a way to help you. It may not be well known in the Wizarding World, but it is a well-known condition in the muggle world." Hermione finished, waiting for an answer. Minerva slowly nodded, not being able to speak too well. "I am going to attempt to get you out of here first thing in the morning, well, two o'clock in the afternoon. I am not taking no for an answer, you were always there for me, now I think it's high time I return the favor." Hermione said confidently.
"…no…id….on…im…tant…" Minerva said, slowly trying her hardest to form words. Hermione had to formulate what she just tried to say No kids, Ron important. "Rose is with Arthur and Molly and Hugo is with Ron tonight. They won't be a problem, and Ron doesn't live in the house anymore, so his room is free. I can move Hugo's stuff back into his old room upstairs, so you can have Ron's old room it won't be hard." Hermione said, a sad smile appearing on her face.