"Miss Granger?" Madame Pomfrey whispered, after they had returned from the penseive. Hermione didn't react at all. Poppy nodded and motioned to the others, the three school officials silently leaving Hermione's bedside as Poppy drew the curtains around her bed to let her rest. Hermione would need her sleep to deal with the days to come.

None spoke a word as they moved as a tight group back towards Poppy's office, each lost in their own reactions to what they had seen in the penseive. The mediwitch was ashamed at her cold-hearted thoughts towards the Weasley boy. She could barely believe that someone was doing this to Miss Granger, someone was obviously out to harm her as much as possible, as well as point fingers to an innocent boy! It was not to be born. Professor McGonagall seethed. Her jaw was set, and her eyes glittered dangerously. When she found the person or persons responsible for Miss Granger's condition, they'd be expelled at the very least if she had her way about it. And when all this was settled, Miss Granger was going to get a talking to as well! She was Hermione's Head of House, the seventh year student should have known by now that she could tell her Transfigurations professor anything! Albus was of two minds. At the same time he was appalled at the injuries, as well as the fact that they were deliberately caused, he couldn't help but admire Hermione's courage in dealing with this ordeal. She never once gave up, never once let up in trying to figure a way around the problem. The decision to accept her magical heritage had gifted the Wizardling world with the most powerful witch in generations. Not necessarily in raw magical power, but any magical failings were made up with heart, and spirit.

Arriving at Poppy's office, the three sat down to discuss what they had seen.

Albus looked at the witches sitting with him. "We are in agreement, then, those are true memories?" The twinkle in his eyes had not yet returned. Even he would need a bit of time before he would be his normal benevolent self.

Minerva's clipped brogue answered him. "Yes, Headmaster, I saw none of the fuzziness that accompanies memories implanted with Obliviate." The anger was very evident in her voice.

Poppy nodded at her colleague's statement. "Neither were they disjointed or out of character, as most implanted memories are."

Albus sighed, something he did not normally do. With everything else going on, they needed Miss Granger to be at full strength, not only to support Harry, not even primarily to support Harry, but as an example of everything wrong with Voldemort's teachings. "Well, Poppy, there's not much we can do right now. What I need from you is a full body scan of Miss Granger, to document all her injuries, as she obviously has not been to see you for many of them." Poppy snorted at that. "Even so, she needs her rest. And we'll need Witnesses for the Promptu Magus and the Magus Mentis." the Headmaster surprised them both with his next sentence. "Severus and Minerva should do well for that. Minerva, if you will take care of informing Severus, it would be appreciated." Professor McGongall nodded, surprised at his choice of witnesses. Severus was a Head of House, but this... situation had Slytherin written all over it, in her opinion. Albus rose and nodded to his staff. "As well as call an emergency staff meeting, for two hours from now. That should give Poppy enough time for the exam, and for the spells to be performed and Witnessed. And that should give us enough time to get some preliminary planning done before dinner tonight." Albs shoulders dropped a bit, and Minerva reached out to place a hand on his arm. He smiled sadly at her before continuing. "Ladies, if you will excuse me, I shall see you in two hours time." He nodded and the two women alone in Poppy's office.

Madam Pomfrey and Professor McGonagall also rose, each to go about their duties. Minerva headed to her office, penned a quick note informing the staff of the meeting, duplicated it, and dispatched her owl to deliver them. She then headed towards the dungeons to collect the Potions Master. As she suspected, he was none to happy to see her, sitting at his desk, obviously marking papers and muttering to himself.

"Well, Minerva, here to give me a lecture on my bedside manner? Or to threaten me with hexes unless I give up the name of the student capable of doing Miss Granger this harm?" He scowled at her with a raised eyebrow, "Because after all, we all know that a Slytherin must have done something so heinous."

Professor McGonagall barely kept her temper at this jibe. She knew Severus got enjoyment getting a rise out of people, and she was determined to to let this degenerate into one of their notorious sniping sessions. "Severus, Albus has asked us to be Witness to the Promptu Magus and the Magus Mentis, as soon as we can. He is wasting no time."

There were times, Professor Snape thought, that he was glad to be a spy. It had given him the ability to keep his face blank when surprised by news. Albus wanted him to be a Witness? Well, that means that either Albus is absolutely sure its a Slytherin or he his absolutely sure its not a Slytherin. Without betraying his surprise, he set his quill down, and cast a concealing charm over his desk. That would keep any nosy students from prying, should they actually be able to disassemble the wards on the classroom. He rose from his desk gracefully, but grudgingly, carefully keeping his facade of the evil Potions Master/spy. There were times when playing this role was tiring, but it did have its advantages. Well, not the spying part, but it was nice to be able to retreat into himself, and let his facade take over.

With a muffled, "Hmph!" at his attitude, Professor McGonagall followed him out the door and the pair walked back to the Hospital wing, where they found Poppy just finishing her examination of Hermione Granger. Who was now awake, and looking at them apprehensively.

"Miss Granger, the Headmaster would like us to perform two spells on you, and have them Witnessed." Poppy explained softly, standing next to the head of her bed, and softly brushing some of the stray hairs off of her face.

Hermione's eyebrows drew together. Witnessed? Spells? "Um, what spells? and what is Witnessing?" Hermione had caught the obvious capitalization of the word.

Minerva let Poppy handle the explanation, ignoring Severus' stifled snort at Hermione's question. "The spells are Promptu Magus which will tell us if you are under the influence of any magical spells, and if so, I will cast Magus Mentis which will form a ball of light around you, white light if the intention of the Wizard or Witch who cast it were good, or green light if the intentions were... less than honorable." Hermione nodded at this. "And a Witness is a magical declaration by observers of what they saw."

Once again, her eyebrows drew together, and this time she tried nibbling on her lower lip, only to wince in pain as she irritated the cut. "But... why haven't I heard of them?" She blushed, "I would have cast them on myself if I could have just found them!" Hermione was embarrassed that her professors knew about her problem.

Professor Snape couldn't resist. "Miss Granger, if you had actually thought ahead, and looked in the Law Enforcement section in the library, you would have found several tomes containing these spells." He sneered at her, and was gratified to see another blush, as well as a flashing of those Gryffindor eyes of hers.

"Yes, sir." Of all the... nerve! 'thought ahead' indeed! I was trying to figure out who, as well as how! She couldn't speak the words, but the glare she gave him made him grin inside. Oh he loved baiting Gryffindors.

Poppy and Minerva both gave Severus what he had termed, "The Look," and he just smirked and gestured to the bed. "Madame Pomfrey, once again, I must remind you of the task at hand." The mediwitch rolled her eyes, and turned to the floating medical table, which held not only her wand, but two pieces of parchment forms ready to be filled out. She picked up her wand, and looked down at Hermione. "Now, dear, are you under the influence of any spells at the moment? Glamour charms, hair charms and the like, or even," she coughed and lowered her voice a bit, "contraceptive charms?"

Hermione almost choked at the last question, but shook her head mutely, waiting to see what came next.

Poppy held her wand steadily over the seventh year student, and in a commanding voice, spoke the words of the spell. "Promptu Magus!" Without warning, Hermione's bed was enveloped in a lavender light, that shimmered brightly for a moment and disappeared. "Well that's that then, Minerva, Severus, if you would please?" She gestured to the table, and both professors took their wands out, and with grim looks on their faces, pointed them at the table, "Testimonium!"

Hermione watched this wide-eyed. Rarely anymore did she feel like such a complete... muggle. "Um, what did that mean?" She hesitantly spoke up. Her self confidence had wavered after Snape's statement.

Professor McGonagall tried to smile, but it didn't reach her eyes. "That was your aura, Miss Granger. If you hadn't been under the influence of magic it would have remained, a steady light.

"So its not my imagination then?" Hermione's eyes shone with tears of relief as she tried to keep her emotions at bay.

Madame Pomfrey laid a hand on her shoulder, "We'll know more in a moment, child." She smiled reassuringly at Hermione and raised her wand once again. "Magus Mentis!" She spoke confidently. Almost immediately a sickly green light formed around Hermione. The mediwitch quickly canceled the spell, and once again Professors McGonagall and Snape recorded their testimony.

Hermione couldn't keep the tears at bay any longer, and they sprang out of her eyes, as she tried to control her sobs. Relief, anger, sadness, pain, all the emotions she'd lived with on a daily basis came bubbling out of her, at this confirmation that this wasn't a product of her mind. That something was happening to her. She wasn't going crazy. She just hoped it could be fixed. Poppy Pomfrey gathered the girl into her arms to let her cry out. It was about time. She looked over at the other professors, and was greeted with identical grim faces.

They had a problem.

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A/N: Thank you for the reviews. This plot bunny came and hopped into my head and demanded to be written. About the spells, I know *no* latin, so I faked it. ;)
Promptu Magus: Reveal Magic, Magus Mentis: Magic Intention, Testimonium: to witness.
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