Chapter Three:

You Agree With Him?

"You already knew about this?" Minerva asked. She was aggravated, pacing across the room. Poppy sighed and stopped her work. At this rate the Hospital Wing would never be ready for students.

But Minerva came first. "Come into my office, and we'll talk." Poppy told her friend. Minerva followed her, and sat down in one of the chairs facing the desk. Poppy sat down as well, and summoned some tea.

She prepared a cup, and handed it to Minerva, who took it without objection. She prepared her own, took a sip, and turned to face the other woman.

"Now, you want to know why I already knew about Remus." Poppy said. "If he comes to Hogwarts, he will probably spend a lot of time in the Hospital Wing. Therefore, I would need to be able to deal with him being a werewolf. If I couldn't handle it, he wouldn't be able to come."

"So you agree with him letting a werewolf into Hogwarts?" Minerva asked, disbelief evident in her voice.

"He isn't just a werewolf, Minerva. He's an eleven year old child. He's no different from any other eleven year old we let into Hogwarts."

"Except for the fact that he's a werewolf."

Poppy sighed. "That's what I thought too. Just give him a chance, Minerva. Please?"

Minerva was silent. "Alright." She said. "He's never steered us wrong before, has he?"

Poppy smiled. "Dumbledore? Never. He knows what he's doing." Maybe, Poppy thought.