First of all, I must apologize to my dear readers. I suppose some of you missed the fact that Albus Dumbledore is indeed dead (Gandalf would not get Minerva is he was still around) and that the war is over. Now for Hogwarts POV.
Chapter six
Argus Filch knocked on the Headmistress's door. His lips were curled in distaste and his cat, Mrs. Norris was licking her paws at his feet. He had only a five minutes before caught two Ravenclaws doing rather inappropriate activities in a corridor and was now anxious to find out what ghastly punishment he could give them.
"Maybe she's asleep." He said looking down at his precious cat. Mrs. Norris ignored him though and continued with some much-needed cleaning. Slightly annoyed at McGonagall for not answering the door, Filch turned and made his way down the hallway. Surely, he thought, she couldn't go to sleep that quickly. But that was it! She was ignoring him. Argus liked to think the worst of people.
Suddenly the whole hallway shook violently and Filch, thinking an attack was imminent dove to protect his beloved kitty. She hissed low at the undesired protection, but he remained over her until the shaking subsided. Getting back to his feet, Filch glanced back at the Headmistress's chambers. He didn't have to be Sherlock to figure out it had come from McGonagall's rooms.
Soon the patter of shoes against stone echoed down the hallway and Filch was almost happy to see several staff members come into view. Pomona Sprout, Rolanda Hooch, and Filius Flitwick, being the only actual teachers at Hogwarts, due to various reasons, hurried to see what had caused the disturbance.
"Did that come from Minerva's rooms?" Professor Sprout asked Filch. He nodded dumbly and watched as Rolanda Hooch beat her hand against the door.
"Open the door, Minerva!" she shouted. She muttered something about Gryffindor stubbornness and then chuckled when she discovered the door was unlocked.
"Well, look at that."
Looking worried, since Minerva never left her door unlocked, the three professors along with Filch, entered the Headmistress's chambers and looked around as if they expected Voldemort himself to be sitting on the couch having tea.
"Check the bedroom, Pomona." Rolanda suggested. "I'll take the bathroom." Filius continued to look around the sitting room and then made his way into the office, that adjoined the chambers.
Feeling rather useless, Argus leaned against the wall and tried to be inconspicuous.
"She's not here!" Pomona called from the bedroom, exited rather hurriedly. A slightly muffled call from Filius repeated what Pomona had discovered.
Rolanda Hooch opened the bathroom door and poked her head in. Surprised she saw a fully drawn bath complete with bubbles. Knowing that Minerva disliked baths, she began to sweat. The dripping candles around the tub looked sad and rather forlorn, like ghosts of their former erect bodies. Rolanda entered the bathroom and went over to the tub, looking down into the bubbles.
For a moment, brief as a blink, she saw Minerva at the bottom and then as something was pulling her into the tub, she vanished. Rolanda's mouth dropped open and she reached into the water to grab her friend. Her arm went much further than the bottom of the tub and she touched some sort of cloth. Relieved that she had procured her friend, the flight instructor yanked up.
But instead of Minerva McGonagall, Rolanda pulled a short rather heavy young man out of the water.
"Who are you?" she shrieked. The man blinked and gasped several times, as he was dripping wet and freezing.
"Samwise Gamgee. Where am I?"
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