I know normally I tell you about my day here. But… since I'm been so busy lately I'm just going to try to crank this chapter out.
Disclaimer: I don't Harry Potter.
"Michael McGonagall! What on earth are you doing here?" Minerva demanded walking up the front steps glaring angrily at her brother.
"Looking for you! Why do you think I'm here?" He shouted coming to meet them. "I think I've sent you 5 letters you haven't returned, and I even tried calling you on the phony thing."
"We were on vacation. What's the big rush?" Minerva said holding Hermione closer trying to get her to stay asleep.
"Well, why didn't the owls come to you, I mean… is this my niece?" He said with a smile. Minerva had to smile in spite of herself.
"We've been in the United States, that's to far for normal owl travel. Can your news wait until we've put them to bed?" He looked offended.
"Well yes I suppose. Hi Albus." He said. Minerva left them talking and took the kids upstairs.
"Who was that?" Hermione asked as Minerva put her in bed.
"My brother, now go to sleep, I'll introduce you in the morning." She said kissing Hermione's head. She headed back downstairs to find the two males drinking tea and engaged in a serious conversation.
"What have I missed?" She asked taking a seat. Albus turned to look at her.
"It appears we've missed a lot while we've been in Florida my dear. It seems a high security prisoner has broken out of Azkaban prison." He said gravely.
"Well who was it! Tell me it wasn't Lestrange." She said anxiously.
"No it wasn't Lestrange." Albus told her.
"No someone much worse." Michael said gravely. "Sirius Black." Minerva scoffed. "This is no joking matter Minnie, in case you've forgotten Black killed 12 muggles. Single handedly."
"And in case you've forgotten I taught Sirius Black and to this day I can't believe he would do something like that." She frowned. "He loved James Potter like a brother."
"Because that evidence was just made up?" Michael said sarcastically.
"I think he was framed." She said stubbornly. "I know my students, and I've never seen Sirius Black aggressive." She told him. "Trying be funny to the point of hurting someone yes, but never intentionally hurtful."
"Well according to this letter it doesn't matter what we think dear." Albus said looking up from one of the many letters that littered the tables. "According to this the Minister wants to meet with me tomorrow morning, in what appears to be a conversation about the safety of the students."
"Joy if Cornelius is becoming involved we are in trouble." She sighed. "Is that all you wanted to tell us Michael? While I appreciate the concern to seek us out doesn't that seem a bit drastic for just this?" He blanched.
"Well yes Black's escape was one of the things I want to tell you, there is something else."
"Well?" Minerva asked.
"I've come to warn you to expect a visit from mother some time before the summer's over." He said very quickly. Minerva's eye's narrowed.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, I was visiting Mercury and his family when she showed up, and one day at dinner she remarked; 'Oh you know I really must visit Minerva before the summers out, before she goes back to that school.' And of course I asked her when she planned to visit you and she went off on a remark about having to visit this friend and do this so I have no idea when she is coming." He said with an awkward smile. "I figured I'd send you a letter because I don't think you've told Mum about, well you know." He said gesturing to the stairs.
"Crap." Minerva said leaning on the table. Albus looked shocked.
"You didn't tell you mother about Hermione?"
"I thought I would tell her once school started." She said in her defense. "Besides did you tell Aberforth?" He shook his head. "No I did, so I'll let you tell my mother." He turned white.
"No thank you."
"I have some good news though." Michael said leaning back into his chair with a confident smile.
"What?" Minerva asked with a yawn.
"I'll stay here until Mommy dearest is gone and help keep her busy."
"You just want free food don't you?" Minerva asked him.
"You have no confidence in me at all do you? Here I was, thinking of your good will and all I get is sarcasm." He said looking offended. Minerva rolled her eyes.
"I don't mind if you stay. Albus?"
"It's fine with me."
"Excellent. Plus this will give me some to meet my niece." He stood up. "I trust my regular room is ready? Good, well night all. I hope you got me a souvenir from the States." He strode out of the room. Minerva sighed.
"Can we never have a period of peace?" She sighed.
"I think I've answered that before, no we can not." He stood up and took her hand. "Shall we head to bed?" She nodded and they headed up stairs.
Hermione awoke first and headed downstairs before anyone else in the house stirred. She poured herself a bowl of cereal and sleepily ate it, before going to curl up on the couch with her transfiguration book. Michael was the next one up.
"Hey Twinky!" A pop sounded behind him.
"Hello Master Michael would you like some breakfast?" She asked.
"Please." He strolled into the living room and noticed Hermione on the couch. "Hi there." Hermione jumped surprised.
"Who are you?" She asked not remembering anything from the night before.
"Well I'm Michael and you must be Hermione." He said and she nodded. "So you can call me Uncle Mike." He said with a smile. Hermione's eyes grew big.
"You're my uncle?"
"Yep. You know I think I'm the only one in the family your mother told about you." Hermione nodded
"Yeah, that's what she told me but why are you here?" She asked.
"I like to come visit Minnie and Al ever summer to bug them. And now I have a little niece to spoil. So tell me quickly what do you like to do?"
"I like to read."
"Something fun." He urged.
"I like going to the cinema."
"What's that?" He asked.
"It plays movies on a giant screen, and there are many different types of movies." He nodded as if he considered this.
"Now what is a movie?" He asked in complete seriousness.
"Um… it's like a visual story."
"Oh okay that sounds like fun, we can go do that." He said leaning back into a chair.
"Master Michael the food is done!" Twinky called.
"Thank you Twinky. See you later kid." He said rubbing her head as he walked out of the room. Hermione rolled her eyes. It seemed her uncle was just like her mother described him. She giggled and continued to read her book. Minerva came down and noticed Hermione reading in the living room. She walked over quietly and pulled Hermione into her lap. Hermione looked up and smiled at her. Minerva smiled back. They hadn't had much alone time in the last week. Minerva just held onto her and Hermione understanding simply leaned back and closed her eyes. Michael came back in planning on eating in there but stopped at the sight of them on the couch. He smiled seeing his sister's face. They're mother had never been the affectionate sort and Minerva had always sworn growing up that she would not be the same way. Michael had been on of the first to be with his sister when she found out she would never be able to have children. He left them alone with a smile on his face.
Hey I know this is so short but school has really been knocking me down this year. As well as trying to work and do everything else. I'll try and do more to update and I'm sorry. But I'm not abandoning this. So please review.