"It was my fault."
"No, Minnie, it wasn't your fault."
Hermione blinked as the hospital wing swam into view. Her arm ached and her head felt full of cotton.
"Professor?" she croaked.
"Miss Granger, you're awake!"
Madame Pomfrey began checking her vitals while Professor McGonagall enveloped her in a fierce hug.
"Don't you ever scare me like that again." she said into Hermione's hair.
"I'm sorry."
Minerva sighed. "I know. I know you're under a lot of stress. But this isn't healthy. You have to get better. The trial is next week."
Hermione shot up. "Next week?"
Minerva gently pushed her back down. "Yes, next week. You need to get better because you have to testify."
"What?!"
"I don't like it any more than you do. But Cornelius 'I know everything' Fudge is requiring your statement before the Wizengamot."
Madame Pomfrey pressed a kiss on Minerva's forehead. "Love, you know he's only trying to help."
Minerva leaned into the other witch. "Yes, I know dear, but he's doing a terrible job."
Madame Pomfrey laughed and ran her hand over Minerva's back, pressed a kiss to the top of her head before bustling back to her office. Hermione raised an eyebrow at Minerva.
"That, Miss Granger, is a conversation for another day. Right now, you need to go back to sleep."
A/N: Just a little teaser while I work on the next bit. Don't hate me, I promise the next one will be longer. What do you think about Poppy and Minerva?
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