Children of the Chosen One

Written by Adventure-Seeking-Juliet

When: Listening to Apocalyptica

Disclaimer: I do not own HP, or anything 'cos I'm not J.K.R...

A/N Okay now for...McGonagall. I deicded on her because she's taught many generations of students, and I think it would be interesting to see what she thought. Her point of view will be mostly on their persoality and magical abilty.

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Chapter 2: The Thoughts of Minerva McGonagall

"Mr. Potter, what on earth are you doing out of your bed at this hour?" Professor McGonagall demanded upon seeing the middle Potter child walking around the seventh floor.

Albus looked up, his hair was sticking up at odd angles, and his emerald eyes were wide,"...Um...couldn't sleep."

Minerva put on a stern face," Get back to your bed this instant, or I will be forced to contact your parents."

Albus said nothing and turned and walked the opposite direction. McGonagall was sure he wouldn't head back to bed, Potter's never did.

It was strange to think that Albus Severus was all ready a third year...indeed he was much like his father. Both of them have a certain disregard of the rules, though not quite as awful as James the first and second.

Albus also proved to be a talented wizard much like Harry alas neither of them tried as hard in school as they should, that job belonged to Hermione and now Rose.

Needless to say, their was never a quiet school year because Albus and hif friends always managed to find some sort of adventure to occupy the school with.

Minerva coninued her rounds through the halls...until she heard the distinct mutter of 'mischief managed.'

"Mr. Potter--"

James muttered another more colorful word," Yes Professor McGonagall?"

Minerva sighed," Come out where I can see you. That goes for Longbottom, Weasley, and Scamander as well."

The four stepped out of the corner where the light from Minerva's wand illuminated James Potter, Frank Longbottom, Fred Weasley, and Lysander Scamander.

"Listen, Professor--we were just heading," James stopped in mid-sentece.

"To the library!" Fred added.

McGonagall pursed her lips," I do believe that is in the opposite direction."

Lysander nodded," Professor, we were attacked by Nargles and so we were distracted."

"Is that so?" McGonagall asked lamely.

The four nodded.

"Hmm...detention with Professor Longbottom tomorrow after dinner," with that Minerva turned on heel and left.

She was used to James and his maraudering as well, after Teddy had used the map he had passed it on to James. Minerva rubbed her temples, James was a bit too much like his namesake. Seriously, James Sirius? Did Harry want to torture her?

Finally McGonagall began to retreat back to her cozy bed...

Once again the sound of a student's voice reached her ears, and that was where she found Lily Luna Potter's wand pointed at Huan Dursley.

"Miss Potter what are you doing?" McGonagall asked, suprised.

The red headed first year jumped," I--I was..."

McGonagall shook her head," I expected more from you. You are an excellent student, but I'm afraid I'll have to give both Mr. Dursley and you detention."

Lily looked shocked," But he started it! He keeps teasing Alice."

McGonagall nodded," Yes, well that is why you will both serve detention together. Good-night."

Lily stomped off, scarily enough she was as talented as her grandmother, but her mother's temper made her that much more "dangerous."

McGonagall took off her spectacle's. Prehaps she would retire, three Potters in one year...bloody Hell!

A/N I'm thinking Snape's portait next?