A few hours later, Minera woke up with Poppy on one side of her, sleeping quietly and Albus on the other. He was holding on to her hand while looking out the window at the sunrise.

"Albus..." He quickly turned to find her awake.

"Good morning my dear. How are you feeling?"

"Fine. How is the baby?"

"Perfect as can be. I believe it is time we get you into your own bed."

"No, Albus, I have classes to teach today."

"Minerva, I think you should take the day off."

"The children will suspect something."

"Let them. They're always suspecting things anyway."

"But..."

Poppy woke up after hearing voices around her.

"Minerva, let me check you over dear. How are you feeling?"

"Fine, good enough to teach." Poppy's look turned very stern.

"I think not, Professor McGonagall."

"Madam Pomfrey, this is for me to decide, and I decide to teach today." Poppy looked at Albus for help but he could only shrug his shoulders.

"I've tried reasoning with her Poppy. It hasn't worked." Poppy sighed after finding that Minerva and the baby were as good as new.

"Well, try not to overexerte yourself, if not for your sake, then for the baby's." Minerva silently agreed as Albus helped her stand up and steady herself. They thanked Poppy and walked towards Minerva's chambers.

"Albus, about last night..."

"I am sorry Min. I shouldn't have pushed you so hard."

"No, I'm sorry. I know we need to discuss this, but, could we wait a little longer. I'm just too tired to get into it right now." Albus put his arm around her shoulders and brought her to him.

"That is why Poppy and I suggested you not teach today."

"But you know the students will suspect something and then there will be more questions to answer. And I don't feel like dealing with any more of that." Albus sighed and gave in. He knew she was exhausted from last night's ordeal, as well as the event involving Hermoine Granger. He would let her have her way....for now. He left her, making her promise to take it easy, to go and collect Neville while she changed her clothes.

Albus brought Neville to his office a few minutes later, gesturing for the boy to sit down in a seat in front of his desk.

"Now, Mr. Longbottom, explain to me your dream in detail, if you can remember." Neville was silent for a moment, trying to recollect everything that had happened in his dream. He slowly looked into the eyes of the Headmaster. They were full of understanding and concern. He knew he could tell Dumbledore what had happened in the dream.

"Well, I was alseep in the dormitory with Dean, Seamus, Ron, and Harry, just like normal. Then it got very cold and we weren't in the dormitory anymore. We were in a room, a very dark room. I have never seen this room before. We were all in there and it seemed that we couldn't get out. There was a very difficult locking spell put on the door. Then, someone came in. It was...it was Bealltrix. She threw two people inside. I don't know who they were though. She...she killed them. We were all screaming at her, trying to make her stop, but she didn't even seem to notice us. That's when I always wake up." Albus sat back in his chair and went over everything Neville had said. A room, a locking spell too hard to get through...it all was related to the same thing that had happened to Hermoine. And Minerva had known something about it, she just had to have known that Hermoine was in that specific room.

"You haven't spoken of these dreams to anyone else, have you?"

"No sir. You told me not to." Albus nodded.

"Very well, Mr. Longbottom. You can go on to breakfast. I will be along directly." Neville stood up and headed for the door when a thought came to his mind.

"Professor?" Albus looked up at him.

"Yes?"

"Does my dream have anything to do with why Hermoine was kidnapped the other night?" Albus tried to keep his voice strong.

"You let me worry about things like that, Mr. Longbottom." Neville nodded and left the room without another word. Albus sat for a long while in thought. He almost missed breakfast because of it. After he rushed down to the Great Hall, he noticed Minerva not in her seat. By the time breakfast was over, he was worried about Minerva. He walked with the Gryffindors and Slytherins down to her classroom.

"Professor Dumbledore?" Albus turned upon hearing his name.

"Yes, Miss Granger?" She walked up to him and spoke in a rushed whisper.

"Could I speak to you about what happened the other night?" Albus looked around, to make sure no one was listening and bent down to Hermoine's level.

"Have you remembered something else?" Hermoine nodded her head and Albus put a hand on her shoulder.

"Come see me after your Transfiguration class. Tell Professor McGonagall to write you a note. She will understand."

"Thank you Professor." She hurried into the Transfiguration classroom, hoping she wasn't late. She sat down quickly and took out her things. Albus looked in the room as he passed and saw Minerva sitting down at her desk. She was awfully pale. Suddenly, the doors slammed shut, signaling it was time for class to begin. Albus walked down the corridor and took the entrance to the dungeons. He needed to know what had happened down here, not only to Hermoine, but also, to Minerva.