Chapter 2 was pretty short so here is chapter 3 as well. I hope you like it...

"Good lord, Albus, have you nowhere better to be than in my mind? I am perfectly fine now, thankyou very much, and will be back at Hogwarts just as soon as the Healers say I may, if not sooner."

"Of course, my dear. I'm very glad you're feeling better, and it is most likely that this is the last time we shall meet here. As you suggest, I could probably find other places that need me just as much."

Not more, though.

Minerva blinked. What a strange thing to think. Very odd. She supposed she was a little confused by the Palliative Charm.

"Anyway, I came to tell you of everything that's been going on. And, I suppose, to give you a little company. I assure you that everybody has been missing yours."

"Except maybe the Ministry," she added with a wry smile.

"No, no, on the contrary! While you were gone, a large group of Gryffindors chased Madam Umbridge into the middle of a herd of centaurs. You can imagine how her half-breed policies went down there. Anyway, if you wanted to visit her, she has been spending some time in the Psychiatric wing."

Professor McGonagall snorted, but was very curious.

"Tell me more. Especially the bit where Umbridge got committed, if you know it, but the rest of it sounds like rather a good story too. Was Potter by any chance one of the Gryffindors?"

"Naturally. Harry Potter, Ronald and Ginevra Weasley, Hermione Granger, Neville Longbottom, and Luna Lovegood of Ravenclaw were the students involved."

"Longbottom and Lovegood? Since when did they break rules habitually? I imagine Longbottom caused considerable damage to the castle if he tried to use his wand."

"Only to Professor Umbridge's personal effects. And that only when she threatened to use the Cruciatus curse on Harry," Minerva gasped, "thinking that he knew where I was. Neville has come a surprisingly long way in the last few months, particularly in the field of Defence Against the Dark Arts. I believe he is a member of Harry's Defence group."

"You mean, Dumbledore's Army?" Minerva laughed. Albus rolled his eyes.

"That's the one. Well, anyway... Minerva, my dear, are you quite all right?"

A strained look had come onto the woman's face.

"I... I don't feel very well. And everything here is changing colour, and there's a strange smell, and you're fading..." She slumped down to sit on the ground, looking up at Dumbledore worriedly

Albus frowned. "Minerva, I'm going to come to St Mungo's and wake you up. I don't like the sound of this at all. I'll be gone for just a moment, and then you'll wake up and I'll be there." He knelt too, and clasped her hands together between his. They were very cold.

"Alright, Albus. Don't be long, will you?" she replied, trying not to let her voice waver.

Dumbledore looked at her, then gave her a quick hug, murmured 'Be right back,' and disappeared. Minerva curled her legs up underneath her, not knowing what else to do but hope that the man would return very soon and help her. She soon found herself to be falling asleep even within her dream, and eventually dropped off.

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