A/N: This is his first year at Hogwarts as a student. This may get a little interesting! I figured as long as Harry is still Harry Potter and McGonagall, this question will be answered.

I also wanted to be very true to the books and here is how I will do so…

Three years have passed since Harry was rescued and adopted by Minerva McGonagall. Ever since that night, he had led a normal wizard life.

Minerva discovered that Harry was a talented flier and decided that if he were sorted into her house (which should be no surprise because his mum and dad were when they were his age), he would be the seeker. Surely, Oliver Wood would agree with her.

Severus and Albus became regular guests in the Chambers and at their summer home in Scotland.

One morning, when Albus and Severus were both staying in Scotland with Minerva, Albus and Severus both decided to check on the situation with Harry Potter's education, seeing that he was of age and ready to go to Wizarding school to learn magic.

"Minerva, is Harry going to go to Hogwarts, Durmstrung, or that one school in Ireland, Kildarey?" asked Severus.

"Hogwarts of course," stated Minerva as she sipped her morning tea and started to eat a scone.

"Minerva, you realize that this boy is up towards more subjective behavior," said Albus.

"I know," calmly said Minerva. "Why do you think I kept his last name Potter?"

"Absolutely brilliant!" said Albus.

"A good idea," said Severus. "But this may confuse the boy. I do not think he completely over the neglect and abuse from the Dursleys."

"I think my son is a bright young man," said Minerva. "He knows that I have to really protect him. I told him all about You-Know-Who many years ago and now that he knows, he understands why I worry about him so much."

Harry came downstairs and sat at the table and summoned orange juice to the table.

"Harry!" scolded Minerva.

Harry summoned the orange juice back to the fridge and then he got up and got it out of the fridge.

"Sorry mum," said Harry. "I wanted to try this spell out."

"You are not supposed to practice magic outside of Hogwarts until you are of age," said Minerva. "Do you know what would happen if the ministry got word about this? You would not be able to go to school and be a licensed wizard!"

"I'm sorry," said Harry. "I won't do that again."

"I'm sorry I flipped out like that," sighed Minerva. "I just don't want you to get arrested by the Ministry and then kicked out of our world."

"It's all right," smiled Harry as he poured his orange juice the muggle way.

"Harry my boy," said Albus. "Your mum, Uncle Severus, and I were talking. We think that you should not let anybody at Hogwarts know that you are Minerva's son."

"But what about the students at Oz? Wouldn't they know?" asked Harry.

"Harry, the Students at Oz Primary are going to Shiz junior and senior high," explained Minerva. "I only sent you there because I did not want you going to Ogden with the children in this world, like Ron, Neville, and Ginny did. Madam Morrible was only able to make arrangements with me because of your situation. She wanted to help me hide you for awhile. Why do you think I never let you roam around the corridors and Hogwarts by yourself or we only ate in the Great Hall a couple of times when there were no students? Why do you think we still kept your last name Potter?" "What do you mean mom?" asked Harry. "Why?"

"Potter, what your mother is trying to tell you is that in this world, you are a somewhat celebrity-a war hero if you must," explained Severus. "You defeated You-Know-Who-or at least his body-when you were a mere one-year-old and like you, your mother has a lot of enemies." "We have enemies?" asked Harry.

Minerva nodded.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Harry asked.

"I wanted to protect you from You-Know-Who," said Minerva.

"I thought you said I defeated him," said Harry.

"Only his body," said Severus. "That does not mean his spirit or ghost is not somewhere lurking about."

"Whoa!" said Harry.

"I do believe he is coming back," said Severus as he sipped his tea nervously. "They spotted some odd things in Surrey and Troika."

"Oh Merlin!" gasped Minerva. "Harry, that is why you are coming to Hogwarts. I want to be able to keep an eye on you so you would not worry me at all."

"Mum, I will be fine," said Harry.

"Ron and Neville will be there and next year, Ginny will be too," smiled Minerva.

"Okay," said Harry.

"We will have Hagrid meet us in Diagon Alley to get your supplies today and he will stay with you at the Black Cauldron tonight and tomorrow, he will take you to the train station and you will get on the Hogwarts Express and ride with the students here. I will be stern around you because I am around my students, so do not take it so harshly," Minerva said.

"Okay mum," said Harry.

Later that day, Severus and Albus went back to Hogwarts and then Minerva and Harry went to Diagon Alley.

"Hey Hagrid," said Harry. "Did you get a dragon yet?"

"Nope, still working on it," said Hagrid. "I did get a 'ippogriff. I named 'im Buckbeak. You'll have to meet 'im sometime."

"Sounds good," said Harry.

Hagrid and Minerva went to all the shops. They finally went to Ollivander's Wands.

"Harry, go in there and pick out your wand. Hagrid and I have to attend to something," said Minerva.

Hagrid and Minerva left Harry to his own devices in Ollivander's.

"Bless my soul, it's Harry Potter," said the old man as he climbed down from his ladder.

Harry tried all the wands out until Ollivander came across the one with the Phoenix feather.

"Curious," said Ollivander.

"What's curious?" asked Harry.

"The Phoenix only gave two feathers and the owner of it's brother is the one that gave you that scar," said Ollivander.

Then Minerva and Hagrid appeared with a white owl.

" 'appy birt'day, 'arry!" said Hagrid as he held the white owl up.

"She's beautiful!" said Harry. "Thanks."

"Well, I better go," said Minerva. "Harry, I'll see you tomorrow night." Minerva looked around to make sure nobody was looking and gave Harry a tight hug. "I love you. Be careful." She kissed his cheek, turned into a cat, and left.

The next day, Hagrid and Harry went to Kings Crossing where Harry got on platform 9¾.

Harry got in a compartment with Ron Weasley.

"Hey Harry," said Ron. "I know the drill, mum told me."

"Good," smiled Harry.

When they reached Hogwarts, they got stuck with know-it-all Hermione Granger.

At the Welcoming Feast during the sorting ceremony, Minerva kept her fingers crossed for Harry being sorted into Gryffindor.

When the Sorting Hat almost sorted Harry into Slytherin, Minerva squinted her eyes and thought For Merlin's sake no! Not Slytherin!

What's wrong with Slytherin Minerva? I just do not want him sorted into the same house with that Malfoy Prat!

I don't blame you. At least you don't have to deal with him personally for the next seven years.

Better be Gryffindor! said the hat. Minerva let out a loud sigh of relief.

Then Severus looked at Harry. Potter, I am going to pretend to hate you in front of the other students, okay? I know that you might not like this at all. Believe me, it hurts me just as much as it hurts you, dear boy.

Harry looked at Severus and nodded.

Your mother is proud that you were sorted into Gryffindor.

I don't doubt that Uncle Sev.

Severus gave Harry Potter a smirk.

"Harry, why is Professor Snape looking at you like that?" asked Seamus.

"I don't know," said Harry. Then his scar started to hurt. It had never hurt like that before since he was about seven or eight years old and he woke up in the middle of the night to find it bleeding.

While everybody was in bed. Minerva sent an owl to Harry's room.

Dear Harry,

Come to my Chambers through the fireplace.

Love,

Mum

Harry got up and went through the fireplace. He saw his mother sitting in front of him. "Hello son," she said cheerfully. "So how was your trip?"

"Uneventful," said Harry.

"Congratulations being sorted into Gryffindor," Minerva smiled. "I am so proud of you!"

"What if I were sorted into Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, or Slytherin?" asked Harry.

"I would have still been proud of you, but I am really glad you were sorted into Gryffindor," said Minerva.

"I'm glad Ron and Neville were sorted into Gryffindor too," smiled Harry. "But I wish that know-it-all wasn't."

"Which one?" asked Minerva.

"Hermione," said Harry as he stuck his tongue out. "And I thought Galinda was bad."

"Ah yes," chuckled Minerva as she recalled the school functions with Galinda's parents bragging about their blonde hair and blue-eyed angel. She was bright and popular, but she was annoying.

"Mum, how am I to deal with her?" asked Harry.

"Ignore her," smiled Minerva.

Harry gave his mother a hug.

"Now it's time to say Goodnight," Minerva said. " 'Goodnight, sleep tight.'"

"Good night," said Harry as he kissed Minerva on the cheek and left her chambers to return to his for his slumber.

A/N: Goodnight is the name of a Beatle's song. It's pretty! Minerva really can't sing him to sleep anymore, can she? The next chapter will be about the troll and how Minerva really reacted in private with Harry!