Meanwhile…..
Minerva McGonagall couldn't believe what was happening. She kept hoping she would wake up any moment soon and it would all be a dream. But no such luck. How could this have happened? If she was in this…this….excuse for a body, then who was in hers? She paced back and forth. What was she going to do? Dumbledore was in London and she doubted that any of her colleagues would take her seriously if she went to them. No, she simply couldn't tell anyone. She paced back and forth for a while on the cold stone floor considering her options.
Eventually she decided she would have to start off by finding out who was in her body. But she still couldn't understand why this was happening. As far as she knew, never in the entire history of magic had anything like this happened before. She drew in a deep breath and set off for her office. It was quite early in the morning and there was still a little while until breakfast. She might be able to make it without being seen by anyone.
Unfortunately this was not to be the case. Just as she entered the entrance hall she saw a large group of students hanging around, looking suspicious. It was quite an odd group really; Potter's gang as well as Malfoy, Chang, DeLonge and Russon. Unusual for them to be hanging round together. But she had more important things to worry about anyway. All she had to do was walk past them, give a casual smile and keep walking. No, wait. A casual smile? That would surely indicate something was wrong. How should she react in a situation like this? Whilst deciding on the course of action she should take she was forced into acting when Potter Weasley started fighting. She'd have to intervene now. She took another deep breath and strode forwards.
'Fighting in the corridors are we? Potter, Weasley?' She asked. They stopped dead in their tracks as they turned to look at her. All of them had that same guilty expression on their face. Again…suspicious…
'I think that deserves twenty points from Gryffindor, don't you?' It killed her to take points from her own house but she didn't really have a choice. She was certain that's what Snape would do. Surprisingly, Potter laughed. That just annoyed her.
'Oh so you think it's funny do you Potter? Another 10 points off, I think.'
'But I didn't do anything!' said Granger. Confused, McGonagall turned to face her but she was staring at the floor.
'I don't remember speaking to you Miss Granger. But if you're so desperate to join in our little amusements then I think Gryffindor can afford to lose another 5 points.' With a swish of her cloak she briskly walked off, lest she was forced to take more points away from her own house. She could feel the students' gaze following her as she walked off. Just keep walking, she told herself as she strode off with her head held high.
Soon she was outside her office. She knocked on the door. It was an odd feeling, hearing her own voice answer her.
'Erm…I'm a bit busy right now, come back a bit later. I've...err…got stuff to do….so you know…' McGonagall got close up to the door and quietly hissed
'Severus? Is that you?' A stunned silence came from within the office. The door opened a fraction and McGonagall saw her own face peer through it.
'Minerva?' McGonagall nodded silently. The door opened a bit more.
'I think you need to come in' said Snape.
With a quick look around to see if anyone was watching, she hurried into her office.
