The woman stood in the middle of Mrs. Figg's living room, surprised that the boy could identify her. A wave of regret washed over her. She blamed herself entirely. If only she had not hastened to tell Arabella the news. If only she had sent an owl instead. If only she had put on her Muggle clothes and rang the doorbell. If only, if only, if only. Her brain whirled furiously, trying to come up with a good excuse, each idea more wild and unbelievable than the last.
"Are you?" Harry repeated his question, and the woman detected a hint of impatience in his tone. The woman considered her options. She could either Apparate immediately, and leave Bella to deal with the awkward situation, or she could explain everything to Harry herself. After all, he will find out one day, and it was just a matter of sooner or later.
"Yes," The woman said, bracing herself for millions of questions. "I am Minnie, otherwise known as Minerva McGonagall Dumbledore."
Half an hour later, a beaming boy was sitting on the very edge of his seat, his book casted aside, already forgotten by its owner in the light of this far more exciting news. "Is it true? I can really do magic, and turn into an animal like you, Aunt Minerva?" Harry asked eagerly. "Yes, you can perform magic, and no, as that is very advanced magic, only to be attempted after your studies at Hogwarts," Minerva replied patiently, feeling this is like informing a Muggleborn that he/she was a wizard/witch. This reply caused Harry to come up with a new round of questions about Hogwarts School, leaving Minerva shaking her head tiredly, wondering when would this end, yet amused at the boy's eagerness.
Half-past nine arrived quicker than Harry wanted it to. "I don't wanna leave!" He whined, although it is obvious that he is exhausted by the day's happenings. "Next time, Harry. I'll come visit you the day after tomorrow, alright? You could think of more questions to ask me then," Minerva reasoned. The boy pouted unhappily, but after a while, he asked her to do him a favor.
"What do you want me to do?" "I want you to turn into a cat and walk me home!" Harry said excitedly. Sighing, Minerva disappeared with a faint pop, and suddenly there was his beloved cat again, looking exactly the same as Harry remembered her.
Scooping Minnie the tabby cat up in his gentle arms, Harry hurried towards the house, looking much like the departure last time; except a look of excitement replaced the one of jealously. Although Minerva would not admit it for the world, she rather liked it in the black-haired boy's arms, for it was warm and she could feel the steady beat of his heart, making her feel safe and comfortable.
I'm sorry this was so short, but I couldn't make this chapter last any longer than it is. Anyways, I've updated sooner than I expected, and hopefully(very hopefully) I'll post the new chapter the next two days. A big thank you to all of you who is reading this, but I'll be more grateful if you just take a minute or two out of your busy timetable to write just a few sentences... Come on!
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