Chapter 2
Mcgonagall always thought that she had seen everything. In the First Wizarding War she saw students who sat with each other in the great hall duel each other, families she never thought would bow down surrender their beliefs to the dark lord. At one time when there were smiles that used to decorate the student's faces were sooner turned into tears and loss of innocence. Even Hogwarts wasn't enough to protect the students from the war. Yes, she thought that she had seen it all. Loss, life, betrayal, trust in this war. She absently nodded to the student's greeting not paying attention to their faces, her eyes and mind were searching for the only student whose life was always defined by its greatest loss and today will be defined again. Whether the definition will be a blessing or a curse is something that has to be seen.
She finally saw him sitting between the two people who was always ready to go to any limits with him. A smile threatened her lips as she remembered how her students made their entrance to hogwarts. A flying car. It would be the most talked about entrance in the history of Hogwarts. Remembering the Howler that Ron's mother had sent, her lips turned into a grimace. That woman never knew when to speak at an appropriate time and how to speak it. If it wasn't for Harry Potter, Mcgonagall could venture a guess that Ronald Weasley would have been the quietest child she would have had in her class and the least understood also. Ronald Weasley also seemed to be a good influence on Harry Potter although sometimes a little too abrasive for Mcgonagall's taste. His awareness of the wizarding world and its steps ensured that harry would never do a misstep which can impinge on someone whose sensitive about their status. Harry somewhere also brings an awareness in Ronald about the world outside magic which in Mcgonagall's reasoning should be instilled in every student that not everything is limited to magic only. Looking at Hermoine Granger Mcgonagall reflected that she would have been another student who would have been an outcast if not for Harry Potter because her vast thirst for knowledge does not include her social skills. Hermoine also seems to keep the boys from slacking too much by ensuring that the boys study to their best ability and able to get good homework grade. Heaving a sigh, she knew that Harry would require both of them to be strong and sensible.
Clearing her throat, she hid a smile as she saw the children's expression morph from laughter to guilty as if they had been caught doing something bad. She said "Mr Weasley, Miss Granger can you give me a few moments with Mr Potter?". She saw the worried glance that both exchanged with each other. At once they turned to look at Harry who looks at them and nods slightly. Getting up they walked a few distance from them, far enough not to hear them but still close enough in case they still needed them. Mcgonagall smiled at their resistance not to abandon Harry and sat at the seat that Ron had vacated.
Harry looked curiously at Mcgonagall. Last time she spoke to them, she had given them detention for coming to Hogwarts through Ron's enchanted car. She arranged herself on the seat Ron had just vacated as if stalling for time. She then looked at him with something similar to softness. She said softly "Harry, we have to tell you something which might end up shocking you." Harry nodded wariness welling him up, his first thought that it was something related to the Dursleys. Even if they don't consider him family but even then they did feed him and fulfilled his basic needs when needed. Mcgonagall took a deep breath and said " Harry, your parents are alive."