10. (4/5) fifth day. Arrival of a bunch of surprised people...
Minerva was worried for her young pupil, who had been severely injured in her fifth year, during the battle of the department of mysteries against Antonin Dolohov, one of the worst death eaters. Hermione Granger almost died this day. She tried not to let it show but it was obvious she was a lot more careful since then.
The rise of Voldemort's power and his followers didn't help matters. For two years now, hundreds of muggleborns disappeared in the world with the mark at death face floating around. The number of Hogwarts students lowered considerably too.
It was no wonder the young woman was so frightened by the presence of Wormtail around here. Minerva was far from unaffected by the situation, but managed to hide it for the sake of the witch in her arms, who she'd promised to protect.
She made her a sleeping draught. After making sure she drank it and didn't need anything else, she called Dumbledore and explained the situation. It was decided that her friends would come in the morning, instead of the morning after for the funeral, which would have the advantage of gathering some members of the order around Harry and Hermione.
In the meantime, Minerva had better keeping her eyes open in case of trouble... So when morning came, a refreshed Hermione was greeted with the sight of a sleepy and disheveled Minerva. She found it adorable and reassuring. She smiled at her mentor who returned it, if tiredly.
In the kitchen, they brew some coffee and chocolate and made some toasts. They had just begun their breakfast when they heard a loud 'BOUM'. They hurried up to Hermione's room from where the noise came to see Ron, Ginny and their parents, Harry, Luna, Tong and Mad Eye dusting themselves.
Seeing Hermione, Ron and Harry embraced her and began to chat excitedly.
Arthur Weasley interrupted them. "Stop it, guys. We need to settle some things first and then I'll leave and you can do whatever you want." He looked around. "Okay, where's McGonagall?"
Everyone looked around while Hermione and Minerva exchanged flabbergasted glances. Then they couldn't help herself but laugh.
"Hey mate, you've completely lost it or what?" was smart Ron's reply.
Minerva recovered first. With a swish of her wand her long hair tied itself in a bun and her spectacles appeared. There were a lot of mouths hanging open.
Hermione shook her head. "Minerva, stop that." And she deftly loosed the bun, letting the long and ebony hair down. "You look a lot better like that. It makes you younger of at least a decade!" Minerva didn't seem upset by the flagrant breach in protocol of her pupil, she just smiled and blushed a little. The mouths of the others had by then reached the ground.