There was silence along the corridors of St Mungo's. Most of the patients had seen her being levitated through on a bed. Rumors where spreading over what had happened. Being a Hogwarts professor everyone knew who she was. It hadn't been long until the news had spread from the fourth floor of the hospital. Soon everyone knew Minerva McGonagall was lying unconscious in a private room on the fourth floor. Spell Damages.

Although it was well past visiting hours no one could be bothered to check that all the visitors had left. So although the private room was dark and Minerva was still unconscious, the two figures that had been hiding under an invisibility cloak all day were finally able to come out of hiding. A comfortable armchair appeared next to the bed and Albus Dumbledore sat down slowly on the edge of the seat. He took hold of Minerva's hand and kissed it gently. Fawkes perched himself on the other side of the bed and slowly moved his glowing wing across McGonagall's forehead. It almost seemed as though he was a parent tending to a sick child. "Fawkes, she will be okay." Dumbledore smiled towards the phoenix. Fawkes nodded his agreement and took it as his cue to leave.

Minerva lay motionless as Albus sat next to her. "I don't know if you can hear me Min, but I wanted to say I'm sorry." He knew she had been upset when he left Hogwarts but he had to go. "I shouldn't have left you in the hands of that woman. She'll pay for this Minerva. I love you too much to let this go."