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Minerva, now 29 years old, was a teacher in Hogwarts. She felt very alone since James and Lily had been killed and Sirius had been sent to Azkaban.

But now it was the evening of the 1. september and soon she would at least see Harry, Lily's son, because he would start school this year. It would be the fist time she saw him because she had never had the chance to see the boy since Professor Dumbledore and her had brought Harry to his only living relatives ten years ago.

She thought about how Harry would feel in this new wolrd where everyone knew him. Maybe, it wasn't that bad to let him grow up far away from this after all.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

„Come in", she said.

The door opened and Severus, who was a teacher at Hogwarts as well, came in.

„Minerva, why are you still here in your rooms? The feast has already started and all the new students are sorted. Harry is in Gryffindor, typical. Dumbledore sent me to look for you because we thought you weren't well or something."

„Oh sorry, I totally forgot about the feast. I was just a little confused about things."

„Minerva, how could you forget! Oh my goodness, you're crying. It's okay now, I'm there – You shouldn't cry over him all the time. I know it sounds hard but life goes on...without him."

„I know, but I just can't forget him."

„Nobody wants you to forget him. Come on now, I don't think you want to miss the lovely food that just waits for you in the great hall."

With that they both went down to the feast.

When Minerva came back to her office after dinner she was shocked. The room was a mess – all her books, parchment rolls and quills were on the floor, ink was spread over her carpet and a mirror was broken in thousand pieces. It was obvious that someone was searching for something. But did he find it? She turned around and saw a little house elf sitting in one corner of the room, sobbing into his dirty shirt.

„Hey, what's up with you?" She asked.

„It's not my fault, Miss. Dobby couldn't stop his master, Dobby it so sorry."

„Of course it's not your fault. But tell me, who was it?"

„Dobby can't tell, Miss. Dobby can't betray his master, no!"

„Dobby, listen..."

„What are you still doing here, Dobby!" Someone called.

„Master must go, please."

„Do you know that is is not allowed for students to wander at this time of the day, Mister...Malfoy I suppose."

„Yes, but my father is here and he wanted to see me. Moreover this is my...our house elf."

„Your father is here at Hogwarts?"

„Master must not say anything, please not."

„You go to your dormitory immediately. I will tell your father that you're not able to talk to him at this time."

So Minerva and Dobby made their way to the dungeons where she believed Malfoy would wait for his son.

When she arrived at Snpes office she could hear voices. One of them obviously belonged to Lucius Malfoy.

All of a sudden the door opened and Mafoy came out.

„Good evening Mr. Malfoy. I was just searching you."

„Where is my son?"

„Where he belongs at this late hour, in his dormitory."

„I want to see him, now!"

„I have to disappiont you, then. I will not allow you to talk to him right now. If you waited until tomorrow you could of course see your son. Now I wanted to talk to you."

„And what do you want?"

„You have something that is mine."

„I don't think so!"

„You don't? Maybe you could tell me where the map is, then."

„Which map!"

„How about the one in your pocket?"

„Who is telling you this was a map? It's just a bit of parchment."
„Nobody breaks into an office for parchment, Lucius!"

„You think I would break into your office, mudblood?"

„Lucius, give me the map, now..."

„Or what?"

„Or-"

„Don't you ever call her that again, Malfoy!" Snape was now ouside his office, too.

„Call her what!"

„Just shut up, Malfoy. And don't you dare to come back!"

As Malfoy was gone Severus turned around to face Minerva.

„Thank you", she said, still slightly trembling.

He just smiled and said: „Good night, Minerva."

Then he went into his office, as did she after a little while.