Author's Note: Hey thanx for the reviews. I was writing one of the later chapters and it took an unexpected twist. Those of you who requested to be characters will see yourselves around chapter 7. I'm gonna be kind of busy this week because I'm running for vice president of band, and president of National Junior Honor Society. I probably won't update till next weekend.

Disclaimer: I still don't own Harry Potter. Tear, tear.

The End of Hogwarts?

"I now call this meeting to order," said Emile Northrop, Head of the School board.

All the talking ceased immediately. 30 or so pairs of eyes turned to look at her. Once Emile had everyone's full attention, she began to talk.

"We are here to discuss the end of Hogwarts."

"No," corrected McGonagall, "We are here to discuss the future of Hogwarts."

"Anyway," said Emile interrupting McGonagall. "We need to discuss Hogwarts future." She shot McGonagall a look that clearly said, there happy now? She continued. "I think we should close Hogwarts. We are without a Headmaster, and short many teachers. Professor Slughorn has refused to come back, even if the school was to stay open. And well, Professor Snape is a wanted Deatheater, so he won't be returning either. Dumbledore had enough trouble in the past getting one teacher, and so any one getting two would be a miracle."

"Plus a Headmaster. That would be three staff appointments that needed to be made. I just don't think it's doable," added an old wizard by the name of Lee Sears. He was the Deputy Head of the School Board.

"Honestly, who do you think you are? You sit around deciding the school's future, with no thought to the students. Where will they go?"

It was Emile who answered McGonagall's questions. "We are the School Board. The students can go somewhere else. Hogwarts isn't safe."

"We are in the middle of a war, no place is safe. But Hogwarts is probably the safest of them all," said McGonagall with great conviction.

"No it used to be, when Dumbledore was alive it was, but not anymore," said Lee Sears.

"Hogwarts is still safe, even if Albus isn't there. I'm sure Albus left some lingering protection."

"I agree with McGonagall," growled Moody. "Albus wasn't stupid. He wouldn't die without doing something to ensure the safety of the students. Perhaps he foresaw his death."

"No one asked you," said Emile rather rudely.

"If I didn't say it, no one else would have. I can't spend my time, waiting around for an invitation from you people. CONSTANT VILIGANCE. Waiting for an invitation gets you killed."

"You're paranoid," snapped a thin witch by the name of Esme Pronto.

"I'm an auror, well former, but we're all paranoid. Being cautious keeps you alive. Trust can kill you. Look at Albus, brilliant man, but a bit to trusting. He's dead because of misplaced trust. Taking nothing away from his memory of course."

"May he rest in peace," added Amos Diggory.

There was a moment of silence. The spell was broken by the door being banged opened. The figure looked impressive standing in the doorway, windswept, standing proud and tall. The look on his face clearly said, don't mess with me, it might be your last mistake.

"Harry?" McGonagall asked. " What are you doing here?"

"Saving my home." Out of anyone else's mouth this may have sounded corny. But when Harry said it, it sounded profound and noble.

"You are not welcome here. You weren't invited what are you doing here? Who do you think you are?"

"I'm Harry Potter, and to quote someone else, I have "absolutely no disregard for the rules."

Silence met this statement. Everyone either stared at him in awe, or disgust. Finally someone came to their senses, and offered him a chair. He politely declined it.

"We sit around this table as equals. If you have a problem with that then leave."

"I'm not staying. I'm just here to say my piece. And this table is about as full of equals, as Voldemort's Deatheater are full of first years."

He was met by many angry glares. However he was heartened to see the look of pride on McGonagall's face. Those who didn't wear hostile glares, though they were few and far between, wore looks of relief. How can I bring people relief?

"Hogwarts has stood for thousands of years, through countless wars. Never before has Hogwarts closed or fallen. Hogwarts is the safest place on earth; every Headmaster and Headmistress left their lingering protection. Each wanted to ensure that there would be a future by ensuring students' education. Hogwarts will NOT close because of one man's passing. That's not what Dumbledore would have wanted. For my entire Hogwarts career, I have heard Dumbledore reiterate time and time again, that in times of trouble Hogwarts needs to band together and be strong. Voldemort," many people shuddered or winced, "Will win this war if we do not work together. Shall I outline his priorities for you? Number one, kill me. Number two, kill Dumbledore. Number three, put an end to Hogwarts. Number four; rid the world of all muggles, and muggleborns. Number five, TAKE OVER THE WORLD! So lets see he's killed Dumbledore. He's been killing muggles, muggleborns, and anyone who opposes him or his ideas. He nearly caused Hogwarts to close in my second year. He's tried to kill me, let's count five times. Oh, and before I was born, during the first war, he had the whole Wizarding world so SCARED, that he was practically in control of all of EUROPE! So now, explain to me why YOU WANT TO HELP VOLDEMORT ACCOMPLISH ANOTHER ONE OF HIS OBJECTIVES? DO YOU WANT TO LOSE THE WAR, DO YOU? Hogwarts is my HOME, the only place that I have ever felt like I BELONGED. Are you going to take that away from me? Everyone else here may take their home for granted, but I DON'T! I will fight for Hogwarts till the day I DIE! And after I'm gone, there will be countless others who will fight for Hogwarts! I've lost too MUCH. I've had too much TAKEN from me, not to fight. I WILL NOT, SIT BY, AND WATCH YOU DESTROY ONE OF THE FEW THINGS THAT I HAVE LEFT THAT I LOVE. If you close Hogwarts, then you kill the future. You mark your selves as equals to Voldemort's Deatheaters."

" Now listen here," Lee interrupted. "How dare you accuse us of being…"

"NO, YOU LISTEN. Hogwarts is the strongest weapon we have in this war. I will NOT, let YOU HAND IT OVER TO VOLDEMORT. I know that you're worried about staff appointments, but you needn't be. I'm sure that McGonagall would be more than happy to precede Dumbledore. She can take the position of Headmistress."

Everyone was relieved that Harry had stopped yelling. He was beginning to make them feel terribly guilty.

"I'll fill the position of Headmistress," said McGonagall. " I'm sure that I can find teachers to fill the available positions.

"If need be, I'll take one of the positions," offered Moody.

"Well, um…" said Emile lacking charisma.

"No use opposing them Emile. You're going to lose, and find yourself a very unpopular person," advised Amos.

She sighed, and gave in. She advised a vote. But she said that they needed to discuss some minor issues beforehand. Harry took this as his cue to leave.

"Harry," McGonagall's voice called him back.

"Yes Professor."

"I need a word with you before you go. Why don't you wait outside while we have our discussion, and vote."

"Okay Professor."

Harry exited the room, closing the door behind him. He sat down against the opposite wall to wait. The floor was hard, and cold, and his butt was numb within minutes. His broom was leaning against the wall where he'd left it.

About 45 minutes later, the door opened, and the occupants of the room filed out. Harry rose from the floor. Amos Diggory and Mad-Eye Moody clapped him on the shoulder as they passed. When Moody passed him he told him that he was glad that he was maintaining CONSTANT VILIGANCE.

When everyone was out of sight McGonagall walked up to him and engulfed him in a huge hug. He was slightly taken aback, but he returned her hug none-the-less. She didn't let go right away, and that's when Harry realized she was crying. He awkwardly patted her on the back.

"Thank you Harry, everything is the way Albus would have wanted it. You saved Hogwarts. Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU!"

"So you're not mad at me?"

"Mad, mad at you my dear boy. Goodness gracious, no. It would be impossible. You've done the Wizarding World a great justice."

She pulled away, and held Harry at an arm's length. She carefully studied his face. Her gaze lingered on his eyes. They were so confident, yet so uncertain.

"You my boy, are so brave. A true Gryffindor. You've dealt with so much pain. I wish I could share your burdens. I believe in you Harry, and I will stand behind you. NEVER forget that."

"Thank you Professor." He blushed.

"Harry, when we're not in school you may call me Minerva."

"Well technically, we are in school." She hit him playfully.

"School's not in session. You can be so like your father sometimes. I wonder how you can be so like him, even though you didn't know him. However, you got your mother's heart. Which makes my job a lot easier. Come, you must stay and have some tea. You can stay here for the night."

"I'm afraid that I must return to the Dursley's tonight."

"Well at least stay for a spot of tea. You have a long journey ahead of you."

"Alright Minerva," he finally relented.

She smiled and led him up to her new office. The password made Harry smile.

"Wonder boy."

"Nice password."

"Yes, it's a rather delicious muggle sweet."(A/N I have no idea if wonder boy is an actual sweet. I made it up so use your imagination. It's a candy bar.)

"Oh."

"I'm just teasing, it was named for you, but it's also a candy bar. I just couldn't bring myself to break Albus' tradition."

Harry couldn't help but smile. He was glad the feeling didn't feel to foreign. This was going to be an interesting year.

Author's Note: Urgh I'm such a slow typer. The next chapter will just kind of be for fun. It's not going to be essential to the plot, but it makes the story flow more smoothly. PPPPPPPPPPPPPLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSEEEEEEE RRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEVVVVVVVVVIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWW. Thanks. If you have any suggestions just let me know. I'm sorry if I'm kind of slow when it comes to updating but I have a ton of homework. And I'm studying for the HSPT. (High School Placement Test.) Yeah I'm pretty young I know. How old is everybody else?