The following events take place between 6 a.m. and 7 a.m.

Minerva was the first professor down to the Great Hall. A few students, hungry at having been awake all night were already seated at the table. The house elves had thoughtfully provided coffee and tea already.

Slowly, more students and professors made their way to the hall. Plates of food began appearing. Minerva grabbed a small roll and spread butter and jam on it. Crunching on it, she refilled her cup with coffee.

She propped her head on her hand and reached for the Daily Prophet and owl had just delivered. The headline stated boldly "You-Know-Who Defeated!" A photo underneath showed witches and wizards dancing in the main hallway of the Ministry.

"Good morning, Minerva," Severus said at her elbow. She nodded sleepily at him.

"What have you there?" she asked, eyeing the piece of parchment in his hand.

"A letter I wish to show the headmaster." he said. When he did not further explain, Minerva started again.

"Did you get any sleep?"

"No." Severus said, "There has been much to think about." He turned his gaze to the small group of Sytherins.

Minerva followed his eyes. "No one has bothered them, yet." She said.

"No." he said again.

"Have you seen the headmaster?" Minerva asked.

"Not since very early this morning, before the Wizengamot was called, I believe."

Minerva nodded and fell silent, reading the article in the Daily Prophet. Though the students were noisy and cheering every third moment, most of the staff was subdued. They had all known Lily and James, and, though most wouldn't admit it, they weren't convinced He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named was truly gone. Not until Albus Dumbledore himself told them would they believe it.

------6:23

Remus was sleeping in a spare bed in Minerva's rooms. He'd managed to find a hangover potion hours ago, with Minerva's help, and had taken it.

The entire time he'd been helping the aurors, he'd managed to push back the infernal pounding in his head, but, once seated in the relative quiet of Hogwarts, the headache had come back.

He'd taken the potion almost an hour ago. So far he'd awoken five times from horrible dreams, but managed to fall back asleep almost immediately. He knew if he wanted to be effective today, he'd need at least two full hours of sleep. Pulling the blanket up further, he drifted back into uneasy sleep.

------6:29

Severus left the Great Hall minutes after entering it. He was in no mood for merry making. He'd check to see if Albus was in. If he wasn't, he'd go to the Manor and visit Lucius. If he was, well, he'd ask Albus' advice and then continue on to the Manor.

Robes billowing behind him, he walked quickly to the griffen that housed the entrance to the headmaster office. It leapt aside as he said the password and Severus approached the office.

------6:34

Sirius was back in Diagon Alley, in his dog form, sniffing for anything that could lead him to Pettigrew. Walking back into the alley behind the Leaky Cauldron, Sirius spied Arty dumping out the remains of last night's dinner service.

He approached her and whimpered pathetically. She looked up and raised her eyebrow. "Come on-get! We don't feed strays." she informed him.

Sirius was certain he could change that policy. He walked up and sat down beside her, stretching his paw out to shake hands. She straigtened up and looked at him.

"Oh, have manners, do we? Well, pleased to meet you." she said, wiping her hand on her apron and taking his paw in her hand.

Sirius stepped up the charm, as the bucket of food slops was still resting on a pile of crates high above his head. He laid down and stared up at her, eyes wide. He whimpered softly, then say up and raised both paws in the air, reaching for the bucket.

Arty laughed. "I'm sure you win all the ladies that way. All right. I'm not heartless. Here you go." she said, lowering the bucket for him. Sirius went over immediately and began wolfing down food, not caring what it was.

She sat down on the step next to him and began to pet the top of his head.

------6:45

Dumbledore had arranged with Minister Bagnold to have wards and protection charms placed on the house of Harry's aunt and uncle, Petunia and Vernon Dursley, of Number 4 Privet Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey.

He knew, from talks with Lily, that her sister would not be happy about taking in a magical child, but Dumbledore was counting on a sense of family to win over her heart.

He had better talk to Hagrid about collecting the boy that evening. He apparated back to Hogwarts and approached the hut where his gamekeeper lived. Knocking on the door, Hagrid invited him in.

--------6:49

Severus was exiting the main doors at Hogwarts when Minerva stopped him. "Severus, where are you going?" she demanded.

"To the Manor." he informed her. "I received a letter from Lucius. I feel I need to speak with him. I will not be gone long, Minerva."

"No, you will not. I want you back within the hour, Severus. Is that understood?" she said sternly. Severus dare not defy her. Giving a small bow, he exited the castle.

Minerva walked back up the steps to her rooms. She'd best check on Remus to ensure he was all right. There was a part of her that was quite worried about him. He had always been so delicate, and losing Lily and James would be very difficult on him.

At least he still had Peter, Minerva reminded herself, though, from what she had been able to piece together, no one knew where he was. She pushed through the door to her rooms.

-----6:58

While licking the bucket clean, Sirius caught the familiar scent of Wormtail wafting from the open door as Arty went back inside the Leaky Cauldron. Thinking the rat might just be in there, he pulled the door open with his paw and went inside.