12, Grimmauld Place
The portrait of Sirius’ mother started shrieking as the doorbell rang. Harry trudged up to the door and opened it to find Professor McGonagall standing there.
“Min.. eh Professor! what brings you here at this late hour?”
“I hope I’m not intruding, Potter. I was in the area and thought I’d say hello.”
“Of course not, please come in”
Professor McGonagall made herself comfortable at the dining table, while Harry silenced the vociferant portrait and then joined her at the table.
“I was sorry to not see you and Mr Weasley at Hogwarts this year.. truthfully speaking it would have behooved every student who attended last year to redo the year. The pedagogy of the Death Eaters leaves much to be desired.”
“I think we’ve been sufficiently educated , I’m sure Hermione can fill us in on anything important we’ve missed. Besides, Ron is doing great with Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes. And I’m about to be promoted at the Auror Office”
“That’s good to know..”
The conversation lapsed into silence. Harry gave a small smile which the Headmistress returned. After a moment she began