Loquacious\\ Harry Potter Marauders

Seven\\ Severity

"Life is not a problem to be solved, but a reality to experience."
- Soren Kierkegaard

Adelaide could recall her three individual run ins with Professor McGonagall over the years. The woman terrified her.

The first was in second year; Adelaide had been caught sneaking out of the Potions classroom during lunch, pockets filled with herbs, leaves and other Potion ingredients. She had refused to tell Professor McGonagall why she had the ingredients, but the teacher had figured it out days later, when sleeping Potion was slipped into the goblets of three Slytherin bullies at breakfast.

She had been twelve at the time, and although McGonagall had given her a weeks detentions (two of which she served with Sirius, James, and Peter), Adelaide swore that there was a hint of amusement in her eyes when Adelaide admitted it had been her. Not that the Head of Gryffindor house would ever admit it, but she had a soft spot for Adelaide because, like the Marauders, her usual targets were bullies.

Her second incident with the stern Professor had been in fourth year, when Adelaide sent a third year boy to the hospital wing, having broken his arm on the quidditch pitch. Not that she was playing quidditch- she had been in the Slytherin stands and had got into an argument with a pig headed arse from the year below her. It had been an accident.. Sort of.

The boy had been continuously making fun of the Hufflepuff team, who were playing against Slytherin. It was no secret that the Hufflepuff's had a fantastic team, but Slytherin had a brilliant chaser. Adelaide had been standing beside him and eventually, not being able to stand his snide comments, had shoved him, hard onto the floor.

However, Adelaide had planned a precise time to push him. She knew Slytherin had a fantastic chaser, a burly seventh year names Charles, and had decided to wait until he scored a goal to push the boy beside her.

She shouldered into him at full force and he stumbled to the ground, just as the Slytherin stands erupted in cheering and shouting, jumping up and down. That was how the boy's wrist got broken; it was jumped on. Repeatedly.

Unfortunately for Adelaide, Professor McGonagall had seen the whole thing from the Gryffindor stands, despite being at the other side of the field. Adelaide remembered thinking that the woman had eyes like a cat, she spotted and observed everything.

That time around, Adelaide didn't get a chance to explain that the boy, a year younger than her, had been dissing the other team, and received two weeks worth of detention, doing something different every day. She still swore that she would never forgive McGonagall for the detention in which she had to clean bathrooms and was mocked by not only Moaning Myrtle for an hour, but Peeves as well.

The last time Adelaide had received detentions from Professor McGonagall was the year before, in sixth year. The stern faced Professor had found her wandering the grounds after hours, and it was the first time Adelaide had seen her flustered and not her usual quick, collected self. Adelaide had tried to explain why she was out of bed at midnight; it was a full moon and she loved looking at the night sky, but not only that, she was following a beautiful stag that had been roaming the edges of the forest. When she mentioned the stag, Professor McGonagall seemed very interested suddenly, but Adelaide, being her stubborn self, refused to say any more because of the detentions she had received.

Adelaide hadn't been trying to cause trouble, but all the same received a severe telling off and a detention.

Adelaide had almost every teacher in the school wrapped tightly around her little finger, and could simply bat her eyelashes drop an occasional compliment to get out of a detention.

The head of Gryffindor house, however, was the only one that Adelaide couldn't quite pin down. Professor McGonagall was the only teacher in Hogwarts that could scare Adelaide. She reckoned you'd be a fool not to be scared.