Undisclosed Desires

Professor McGonagall's Confession

~Characters Belong To J.K Rowling~

Mitchell was laying on the sofa with no worries. That was until Hermione barged in.

She pushed Mitchell's leg off the sofa and sat down staring at him.

"So you've finally awaken." He said stretching.

"What do you mean?" She asked with an eyebrow raised.

"Don't you remember what happened yesterday?" He asked.

She tried to remember but the only flashbacks were of the strange climate changes in the windows and that morning when Neville had helped her up.

Mitchell noticed that she was struggling to remember. "You passed out on the floor Granger." He said as he fixed his eyes on the cackling fire that seemed to dance.

"I did?" "Yeah but I just left you there." She glared at him. "Thanks." She said with sarcasm in her voice.

"Anytime." He said.

"How come I can't remember though?" She asked herself out loud. "Don't ask me Granger cause I don't have one bloody hell of a clue." He said.

More importantly, why did she pass out? All she did as look out the window. She was still missing something.

All she remembered were the windows. She wondered if Mitchell or anyone else had noticed too. Was the window just an illusion?

"Did you look out the window yesterday?" She asked.

"No. Why?" Hermione was about to explained but quickly muttered "Nevermind."

"By the way, who's the creepy git in that portrait outside?" Michelle asked sitting up.

"Snape? He used to teach potions and was one of the meanest professor I've ever known but he did protect Harry so I don't completely loathe him." She explained.

"Oh isn't he that professor Draco always favored?" Hermione gritted her teeth remembering the countless times she had gotten in trouble for things that didn't matter.

"Yes because he was Head of Slytherin and he absolutely despised Gryffindors and gave us a lot of homework." She said glaring into space.

"Homework must be SO boring." Mitchell said in bored voice as he yawned.

The homework discussion had formed yet another thought in Hermione's brain. Why hasn't there been much homework this last year? She usually gets tons of homework and as fast as she got homework all in one day, she also finished them.

What about their usual trips to Hogsmeade? Why didnt they have any trip to Hogsmeade at all?

A loud knock was heard. "Coming!" Hermione yelled out as the portrait opened. Charles was standing there.

"Is Draco here?" He asked casually. "No." Hermione mumbled before Mitchell came from behind her and spoke, "Hey mate."

Charles threw Mitchell a glare. "And who is this delinquent ma-."

"She knows Charles." Mitchell cut him off.

Charles pushed past Hermione and came in. "You nit wit! Lord Voldemort would slaughter you if he were to find out!" Charles scolded at Mitchell and drew out his wand.

Mitchell also drew out his wand. "You have betrayed us. Now you must go." Charles growled. "Expelliarmus!" Mitchell was pushed back and his wand flew out of reach.

"Now I finish you." Charles said as he slowly walked towards Micthell.

"Drop the wand. Now." Hermione demanded as she pointed her wand at Charles and Mitchell's wand at Mitchell.