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Minerva was surprised to find Harry huddled behind the gargoyle that led to her office. Despite the fact that Harry was 22 he still took up about as much space as a fourth or fifth year.
'Harry?' she said softly sitting on the stairs next to the trembling form. Harry only sobbed in reply.
'What's the matter Ogha?' she asked running a hand through his slightly tamer locks. That was all it took for Harry to bury his face in her lap and start crying in earnest.
She softly called for Winky, 'Yes Headmistress Kitty?' she asked with a bow.
Minerva sighed she had long ago stopped trying to get this elf to all her anything else, 'Please fetch Professor Sna-'
'No!' Harry managed to shout through his tears, startling both Minerva and Winky.
'Master Harry Potter sir, what ever's the matter?' the elf asked with as much concern as Minerva.
'Please, Papa,' he whispered as he turned back to Minerva's robes.
Winky gave Harry awkward hug before disappearing, a few minutes later Remus was running toward them.
'Papa!' Harry cried as he flung himself at the werewolf.
'Cub?' he asked in confusion even as he glanced at Minerva who was just as confused and worried as he was. She motioned for him to follow her to her office.
Winky had already set out tea and sandwich and Minerva began to prepare both a cup for herself and Harry, adding a calming potion to his.
'Harry, can you drink this for me?' Remus asked presenting the cup to his cub. Harry took a tentative sip and, between Remus rubbing his back and the potion in the tea, immediately began to calm.
'Did something happen with Severus?' Remus asked, Minerva staying quiet.
Harry nodded into Remus, but didn't say anything.
'Can you tell us?' Harry shook his head.
Remus glanced up at Minerva who frowned.
'Do you know what happened?' again Harry shook his head, but it was accompanied by a broken reply.
'I got in late yesterday between class and Hermione, I never got a chance to talk to Sev. When I got in he was in front of the fire, drinking. He was so angry. He asked who I was with and when I told him Hermione, he was so angry. He wouldn't let me explain and he shoved a newspaper into my hands, it was horrible and then I was outside and he won't talk to me he won't even look at me.' Harry's tears began anew and Remus' hold in him tightened.
'Take him back to your rooms for now, I'm sure Draco won't mind,' Minerva instructed, 'I will go talk to Severus.' With that the formidable headmistress stood and after watching Remus floo back to his chambers she went in search of her potions master.