Visions in the Night Sky
Chapter 9 ½ : Interlude I
Minerva McGonagall was still re-buttoning her collar and adjusting her emerald robes as she stepped across Poppy Pomfrey's office and stared out the window into the brightness of the May sun. She stood there for a full minute, her arms crossed over her chest before she spoke. Her voice was grave and filled with fear.
"Are you certain about this, Poppy?" Minerva asked. Poppy sank into the comfortable chair opposite her desk and looked at her friend with sympathetic eyes.
"You've checked everything? Considered every explanation?" Minerva said. Poppy nodded solemnly. "You know, you have options, Minerva," Poppy reminded her gently. "It's not like this is the first time something like this has happened."
"I didn't think this could happen," murmured Minerva, wringing her hands.
"We're witches and wizards, Minerva, but we're still human," said Poppy. She was leaning forward now, easing her weight onto the surface of the desk in front of her.
"You're certain that you—"
"For the third time, yes, Minerva," said Poppy. "Would you like me to help you tell Albus?"
"No," Minerva insisted. "This is something I have to tell him myself."
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