Ronald Weasley his coming of Age.
By George Wylie-Smith
San Antonio, Texas
March 2005Harry Potter and his universe are the property of J.K. Rowling, and Warner Bothers. The Witchblade and her Universe are the property of Top Cow and TNT. Don Juan de "Espana" is the property of 'Byron'. They have all the rights to these characters. I am doing this story for fun; I am not trying to make money from it. Beside it would very hard to get money or blood from a turnip.
McGonnall got up from her bed and went to the bathroom. The first thing that she did was remove her masquerade spell. She did not like looking old, she liked looked who she was. From an old teacher AKA Maggie Smith. She now looked more like Diana Riggs. She stepped in to the shower.
Ron had just returned from the bathroom. He saw that his jeans and T-shirt was missing. In its' place was a polo shirt and Ginno's. Every thing had been updated and replaced. He smiled as he thought about many the time Hermione had wanted to update his apparel; well she finally did it not the way she wanted but it is updated. He put his new clothes and doing something about his hair. He took a look at his reflection in the mirror. 'Not bad, dressing this way was not so bad but it did cost. I wonder were the Galleons were coming from to pay for this. I'll have to ask the Professor about it. I don't like owning any body for my maintenance. Time to go.'
"Professor, is that what I should call you. I do remember that much. I do have a number of question?"
"Not now Ronald, I never try to talk about money or business before breakfast. Now come. We can get some food and watch the world go by.
"Should I lock my rooms? You know that is the first time I have ever asked that. I never even thought about it before."
"Yes and No. First rule locks are to keep honest people out of your rooms'. If a person really wants to get into your room only the really strongest spell will work. The Spanish police or any police force can get into your room if they really want to. And yes, lock your door. Make the otherwise honest person stop and think. That may keep one less person out of prison. 'I can see this young man does need an worldly education not just the book kind.'"
Minerva McGonnall, who was now feeling much better about her and the world in general, returned to the setting room that was just off her bedroom. 'I must remember to thank Tom for these wonderful rooms.'
"Is the Professor ready for her breakfast now? Would she like me to chose or does she have some thing special in mind for this morning?"
"No, Winkey, since it's already late in the morning hours I will be taking a very light breakfast. Just some tea, juice, a sweet-roll and some marmalade. Also please find me a copy of the daily profit, the times of London and the Washington Post. Winkey make sure that you bring enough food for the both of us. I still want to hear more about the inner working of some of the family's'. Winkey could you please send 'old Tom or one of his helpers'' up I have some notes' that need to be sent out."
A few minutes later, "Ms McGonnall here is Master Tom and his helper that you asked for."
"Thank you Winkey. Ah Thomas it has been too long."
"It has been only a few days. And beside you have not aged a day since you were last here."
"Thomas you need you eyes checked."
"Ms McGonnall your beauty is time less. You get more beautiful everytime I see you. What can I put my staff or I do for you? I personally would just like to sit in your presence and gaze into those deep … "
"Thomas that will be enough I have work to do. You keep that up and I will tell everyone that you did not kissed the blarney stone. You swallow it."
"You know too many of my poor secrets Madam. Now what do you need that the inn can provide?"
"Tom, these notes need to be sent our by private owl. And I will need a set of rooms that can be reached from the outside via a very discreet entryway."
"That can be done. Also, we already had a number of owls that have been looking for you. They are down stairs in my private courtyard. Do you want me to take their messages or will you want them up here?"
"Tom I only want the private one up here can you take care of the rest."
"Yes Madam"
"Is they're anything else?"
"Yes there is Madam there are a number of people who would like to see you. And I would say there is about five out of that group that you should see as soon as you see fit."
"Anyone special?"
"Yes, a couple of your old employers want to know if you want to come back to work for them?"
"Bad news does travel fast."
"If the news is half correct. She did deserve it."
"That's another story. Tom, you have always been a good friend of the family. Tom, there is a note to the big mouth at the daily. I would like to see her before I go back to work. You do understand why."
"Yes Madam, it will be in her hand before the hour is up." Thomas the Innkeeper just turned and left the room.
"By the way who is that?" She could see a pair of big brown eyes looking at her from around tom's legs?"
"Come on out Jimmy, Professor McGonnall will not hurt you. I don't care what that departmental buffoon's said last night."
"Hi"
"Come over here James so I can look at you." The young lad came from around Toms' legs and walked toward McGonnall. "He looks like your daughter Heather and Billy. Tom you must be very proud to have him with you."
"I am, I would be just as proud if his parents would still be alive. Young Harry said he will take care of that problem for me."
"Harry, will take care of it?"
"Yes Madam, we found a green glow in the sky. It fact that is how we found they bodies in the first place. They were coming back from a show in Muggle London; those coppers said it was a 'gang war. There were just in the wrong place at the wrong time.' However, we know better. They were trying to send me a message as to who to do business with."
"Tom I am so sorry."
"I went looking for them that did it. Found three of them later in the week. Those three could not hold their drink. THEY WERE TALKING ABOUT IT, even bragged about it to me. One thing they did forget; Wesley and I did a couple a tour with the SAS back in the fifty's in the bush. Harry, Wesley and his boy Charley went hunting one night. Found the whole group of them. That group will not be doing it EVER AGAIN. Both of them youngsters can work with cold steel any night, if you know just what I mean. Ms McGonnall, Harry is all right in my book. He knows how to help people just like you do."
"That is some thing I don't think I really don't want to know about this. I wonder if Albus Dumbledore knows about Charley, and Harry going scalp hunting in London."
"Let go now Jimmy, Ms McGonnall has give us some work to do. We also have to get lunch ready and check on the rooms. Don't for get to say good-by to Professor McGonnall."
"Good by Professor.
"Tom if you need any help with him or anything."
"Professor, I know this is short notice, but could you please... "
"What Tom?'
"The kids need a Godmother?"
"Tom I would be very proud to be their Godmother. You know me better than that."
"I need one for … for James "Johnny", George. Russell, Helen, Grace and Heather."
"They all yours? Tom are they all yours?"
"No, and yes since the 'war got started' they just kind of showed up. In addition, I have taken them it. But lately thing have been kind of tight," I would not be asking but…"
"Tom I would be happy to be the fairy Godmother to them all. It fact I am going to see my lawyer this morning and I will set some thing up for all of them. How much do you need right now? And TOM tell me the truth for once."
"If…."
"TOM"
"IF you could …"
"TOM!"
"I need ten Thousand Galleons or Lucius Malfoy will take over in sixty days."
"You let Malfoy in?"
"No he got my note from the bank."
"Winkey! …"
"Yes, Ms McGonnall. What can I do?"
"Tom do you have a Muggle telephone in this place."
"Yes, right over here." Tom pulled down a side board and pulled open the top of the desk."
"I used the money for upgrades to all the special rooms. I found a way to have magic on one side of the suite and total Muggle things on the other side. This just happens to be one of them. Do you know how to use Muggle items?"
"Tom, I spent over half my life working and living on that side of the world." She got up, waked over to the desk, picked up the telephone, and dialed a local number.
"Bank of England, East End Branch, what can I do for you?" The female voice on the other end asked.
"Special Branch manger please," McGonnall asked.
"Madam, who were you asking for?"
"Young woman, I asked for the Special Branch Manager. And I am not used to being asked twice." McGonnall was getting a little upset.
"One minute please."
"Can I help, you?" a new voice asked.
"Are you the Special Branch Manager?" McGonnall asked
"NO Madam, but if I can ask what do you need,"
"Young man, I asked for the Special Branch Manager. Not for some underling. Now you have thirty seconds. AND if I am not speaking to the Special Branch Manager."
"Madam." Clicked and McGonnall cut the phone connection with the East End Branch.
"MMMMMMM" she dialed a second number
"London 10b, what can I do for you?"
"Yes, this Mac 03, I am having some problem with the East End Branch."
'Madam, I am sure you have asked for the Special Branch Manager. I am just checking Madam. Please wait."
"Mac, this is Tony, how have you been?"
"Thomas believe it or not I am have a spot of trouble with the East End Branch, I'm trying to stop a very big injustice with a friend of mine."
"Does this have any thing to do with Lucius Malfoy business dealing?"
"Yes, he is putting the pressure on a very good friend of mine. This friend is also helping with a bunch of wayward and homeless kids. I want to stop Lucius, if I can, within the law of course."
"Of course always stay within the law."
""Mac, let me make some calls; and anything I can do the stop Lucius Malfoy. PLEASE call me. Both Beth and I want this person stopped. I am sorry I going to have to gut this conversation short. George W Bush is on the other line. Please keep me informed about the Lucius Malfoy problem. I'm going to transferring you."
"Special Branch Manger, East End, what kind we do for you Ms McGonagall."
"Who am I talking to?"
"This is Mr. Gnik"
"Are you the Mr. Gnik, who used to work at the Branch near Diagon and Knockworth Alley?"
A very long pause … "You do you banking at the Diagon and Knockworth Branch Ms McGonagall?"
"I have about half my funds at that branch and the other half at the Kings' Branch. You do know about that branch?"
"Yes, I know about both bank branches? What can we do for you? And I am very sorry about the problem on the telephone earlier. "
"I need for you to pick up all the paper on my friends inn on the edge of Diagon Alley and London do you know the place? It is just down the way from your banks' branch at Diagon and Knockworth Alley."
"Yes, you are talking about 'Old Tom's place?'"
"I want all the paperss in my hand within the hour. Do you have a problem with that?"
"That may not be possible. You are deal with Lucius Malfoy properties. They may not want to sell."
"I am sure you will find a way. Please call me back within the hour, or when you are done or let me know and I will call Ms. B.T Neeuq office and see what she can do." She then hung up and went back to her breakfast. 'That should do something.' "Now Tom, you just go a long with your duties and call me if any thing happens. Now Winkey, could you please get me some warmer food. Then we shall have some girl time together."
Ron and the Professor walked down stair and out into the day that could be only called majestic. This was one of those days that The Chamber of Commerce could only pray for. "Come my young friend let us go forth and investigate the wonders of God beauties."
"Sure thing, after breakfast I will think about the worlds problem."
"Over a cup of fine coffee and some sweet things'. We will solve all your problems; or to say the least cut them down to size anyway."
AN: Can anyone guess who, and where Mac is talking about?
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