So, I'm bored.
That's all there is to it.
=D
Just like he thought, Harry did rather like staying with his Head of House. He had been staying there for only a week, and he felt as though he had lived there his whole life. Especially when his normally strict and reserved Professor had asked him to call her Minerva. They had just walked into the kitchen as she started the tour of the house.
Minerva put a guiding hand on the young wizards back and gently steered him into a large open room off to the right. At one end of the brightly lit room was a long wooden table that had, what he guessed to be, twelve chairs around it. With a quick and silent count, he found he was right. Slowly, he turned around in a circle, trying to take in as much detail as he could. At the other end of the open room, was a kitchen that would make even Molly speechless. A large, marble top bench ran along the three walls and then cut across the space between the table and the work area.
"You have a cool home Professor." He said amazed.
The Transfiguration Mistress laughed softly and walked over to turn the kettle on, which surprised Harry as he was sure she was a pureblood witch. While she reached above her head, with a small wince, to grab two tea cups, Harry continued to look around the kitchen. "Harry dear, seeing as you're going to be staying in my home, away from school, I think you should call me Minerva." She turned around slightly to look over her shoulder and gave him a small smirk. "Don't you?"
While she was talking, Harry had started to walk around the large kitchen, more precisely, around the table. When she told him that he should call her by her given name and not her title, he was more than a little shocked. It seemed though, in his state of surprise, he hadn't noticed that the chair he was passing was slightly pushed out from its place, and promptly tripped over its leg, landing with a low 'thump'. Shaking his head, he quickly stood up and faced his head of house with a light pink tinge to his cheeks. "Ahh…M-Minerva?"
The older witch had turned around from making the tea and laughed whole heartedly at the messy haired boy's reaction. "Yes Harry. Minerva." She chuckled and went back to making the tea.
Harry shook his head at the memory. He was still embarrassed by the incident and couldn't help but stutter like a first year in potions class whenever he had to address her, much to the amusement to Minerva. With a sigh, he entered the kitchen area to see her standing in front of the stove cooking what he guessed to be sausages, bacon and eggs. Instead of her heavy dark green teaching robes that she had worn when she had come to visit him, she was wearing a pair of jeans and a bright green blouse. On the first morning, he had been quite shocked to see her dressed in muggle clothing, which she had of course, picked up on. She had simply stated the fact that she wasn't going to be teaching over the summer holidays, so she wasn't going to dress like she was.
As he walked over to the bench that cut across the room, Minerva had turned around to face him with a small smile. "Good morning Harry. Sleep well?"
Harry smiled back at her and nodded. "Morning. I slept like a log. You?"
After asking, Harry noticed that her smile seemed to become more forced then before. "Just fine."
With a frown, Harry picked up the bowls of fruit that sat on the bench and took them to the table. Of course he didn't say anything about her strained answer, it would only upset her. While he was placing the bowls on the table, Minerva had served up the bacon, sausages and eggs onto the plates and walked over to the table. She sat the plates down across from each other at the end of the table. She knew that by right, she should have been sitting at the head of the table where her father use to sit, but she felt that it would make Harry uncomfortable, and she didn't want that.
Once the bowls were beside their plates, Harry sat down and started to cut up his sausages, only to stop when Minerva sighed. "Ohh...I forgot the juice." She groaned as she slowly and carefully pushed herself up from the chair.
Harry frowned at the groan of pain. Instead of asking if she needed a hand up, Harry leant over the table and held up a hand. "I'll get it."
Minerva looked up from her half sitting, half standing position and looked at Harry before nodding her head. She knew why he was doing it, and normally she would have continued on with the task just to prove that she could do it, but since the day she had went to see Harry and he had allowed her to walk at her own pace, stood up for her to his Aunt and then allowed her to sleep in his bed while he packed, she couldn't bring herself to do it in case she somehow hurt his feelings. With a small smile, she sat back down and started to eat. Harry smiled as he walked over to the bench, again, and carefully picked up the jar of juice. Turning around, he cautiously walked back over to the table and held the jug up, silently asking her if she wanted some. When she smiled, he took it as a yes and started pouring the juice into her glass. Once it was three quarters full, he turned to his own glass and filled it before placing the jug down and sitting.
For a while the only sound that could be heard in the large kitchen was the sound of knives and forks scratching against plates. But as Harry finished of his last egg, a high pitched whistle came through the kitchen, making him jump. "What was that?" He asked alarmed.
Minerva smiled and gently pushed herself up from her chair. "The Floo. I'll just go see who it is." She said as she walked towards the door, where she turned around again. "Harry, be a dear and put the dishes in the sink will you." She said with a smile before disappearing.
Harry shook his head and stood up. It wouldn't take him long to move the dishes to the sink and put the left overs in the fridge, so he set to work. Once done, he started to walk towards the library to pick out a book when he heard the slightly panicked voice of Minerva.
"Albus, what are you doing here?"
CLIFFY! XD
Since this is out of the way now, hopefully I can concentrate on Forever Young…doubt it. Hope you enjoyed.