Sitting at her desk Minerva's head was resting in her hands, the Golden Trio was going to put her in an early grave for a witch. The only one out of the three that had sense was Hermione, and even then, the girl was starting to encourage some of the boys rule breaking. It was minimal but Minerva knew it was bound to become bigger as time went on, taking a deep breath then releasing it she looked down at the stack of graded papers. She had finished hours ago but needed time to let the day run through her head, the day had been to long.
Getting up and allowing her body to stretch out the aches of the day she made her way to Albus's office, her and Rolanda's meeting with him was in ten minutes. When she arrived noticing Rolanda was not there she chuckled to herself, leave it to Rolanda to be late. Just as it hit the time they were to meet Rolanda came walking through the door, Albus smiled at the couple and took a lemon drop from the candy dish he had next to him.
"How are your classes going?" He decided to break the ice as it were, as he gave the two-woman time to say what they wanted to.
"First years are a rough sort this year, but I see promise in them. And of course Hermione is excelling so the second years will appear on top of their game, and well all of the other years I doing well accept the sixth year Slytherins and Hufflepuffs they are falling behind this year unlike last." Minerva informed, Albus nodded as he took in the information, looking over at Rolanda he saw the look in the woman's eyes that told him she knew what he was doing.
"The first years are a good lot this year, most of them know how to work a broom. Even some of the muggleborns are doing exceptionally well, as for Quidditch I would like to make some repairs to the stadium as long as purchase for some new equipment. Nothing to expensive but I think some things we have are out of date." Rolanda informed waiting until they could get to the real discussion; Albus's eyes twinkled, as he knew exactly what Rolanda wanted to say. Nodding his approval to the request he leaned back in his chair and smiled, he knew what was coming but he didn't quit know how he felt about it.
"So what is it you two wanted to discuss with me?" Might as well get to the point now Albus had thought.
"You know why we are here, Albus." Rolanda replied as she too leaned back and waited for a response; Minerva sat and watched the exchange.
"That is true, Rolanda. I do know why you two are here, but I do not exactly know what to think. Harry is safe where…" Minerva who quickly stood with anger fuming soon cut off Albus.
"Safe! He is not safe, he is malnourished and abused! He needs to be with people who can care for him, give him an education and an actual bed to sleep in!" Minerva yelled causing portraits to awaken and look between the two, Rolanda's hand slipped towards Minerva's in an effort to calm her. It worked as the witch's shoulders slumped and she sat down,
Albus appeared to look off into a distance as he took in what his long time friend had yelled at him. As Albus thought, about what his two friends were asking realization hit him, had he actually made a wrong choice all of those years ago. Should Harry have gone to Minerva and Rolanda, or should he have gone to Sirius instead of to the Dursleys. If he had in fact been wrong then there was so much time to make up, a whole life that he owed Harry. Snapping out of his reverie he looked at his two friends, Rolanda was calming Minerva down and he had to admit the love between the two women was something Harry should have grown up with. He should have felt loved, and cared about. Taking a deep breath, he knew what had to be done.
"Rolanda, Minerva…"