Trouble Times Two (A Harry Potter fan fiction)

Tea with McGonagall

"Ms. Potter, what are you doing wandering the hallways?"

Grace turned to look at Professor McGonagall and shrugged. "Professor Snape said if I didn't want to pay attention to what he was saying, then I should just leave the classroom, so I did."

"He surely didn't mean for you to actually leave the class."

"Probably not, but I was actually trying to pay attention to him. Besides, all he was doing was reading out of the textbook, and I had already read that for homework, so I thought why should I stay if he's just going to pick on me all class."

Professor McGonagall pursed her lips. "Ms. Potter, you can't just leave a class when a teacher calls you out."

"He wasn't calling me out, Professor. He was interogating me, and I was getting all the answers right, so he kicked me out!"

"Ms. Potter, did you leave the class willingly, or did Professor Snape make you leave." Grace just looked down at her feet. "Did he just read out of the textbook, or was he asking questions to soley your brother and yourself?" Grace remained silent and the Professor sighed. "Follow me, Ms. Potter."

Professor McGonagall turned abruptly, and Grace had to run to catch up with her. They went through many corridors, and Grace quickly noticed that they were going down from the sixth floor. Oh no, thought Grace. She's going to take me to speak with Snape. They continued down the staircases, but then took a right turn, instead of taking another staircase. They walked down the hallways, untill they took a turn directly into Professor McGonagall's office, and through a door behind a curtain that Gracehad never before noticed. Behind the door was a room with various armchairs and tables, anad there was a tiny kitchen off to the side. There were two doors open, leading out of that room. One appeared to lead into a bedroom, and the other a washroom. "Sit, Ms. Potter." said the Professor. She walked over to the small kitchen, and filled the kettle with water, before putting it on the stove. "As you may have noticed, this isn't a space I often let students see, as this is my living space, but I was in the mood for some tea."

"If you don't mind me asking, how come you brought me in here?" Grace asked the professor.

"Well, I could see no ammount of persuasion would convince you to return to class, and rather than leave you in the halls for Peeves or Filch to find you, I thought it better to bring you in here with me." Professor McGonagall walked over to the kettle and poured a cup full of the hot water and put a tea bag in it. "Tea?" she asked. "It's a special brew... it's almost like amortia, except it takes on the taste of whatever appeals to the drinker the most at that moment."

"I'll try it," murmured Grace as the professor walked over with two steaming cups. Grace watched as she waved her wand and the kettle flew over to the table, along with two coasters and a plate of cookies. "Is there anything I can do to help you?"

"Thank you for the offer, but I think I have everything covered."

Grace nodded and took a sip of her tea. She looked up at Professor McGonagall, only to see that she had already been staring at her. "You didn't bring me here, just to keep me from Filch, did you?"

"No, Ms. Potter, I didn't. I have a few things I would like to talk to you about. First of all, your little pranking war with the Weasleys, and your talent. Now, no matter how much I enjoy seeing someone finally get back at the Weasleys for pranking everyone, I'm afraid that this pranking war is going to have to come to an end very soon, or other students could get hurt. Now, I already brought this up with the Weasleys in one of their many detentions, and they have agreed to stop this war."

"But professor, I have one more prank planned, and then I'll stop!" Grace explained what she had planned, and regarded the professor.

"You are allowed to do the copper spell, but not tamper with the stink bombs. Those could affect other students." Grace nodded, knowing that it wouldn't matter what she said; there was no use arguing with the professor. "Now, about your powers. I presume you haven't told anyone yet?" Grace shook her head no, "Very good. Now, when you met with the Headmaster, he failed to mention that when you become sick, your powers are more easily shown to others. For example, if you were to catch he common cough or sneeze, it would be no big deal, but if you developped the flu we would have to hide you away from others, because your powers would be out of control."