Harry McGonagall

6

Harry's POV:

It's been a couple months in and it seems like the students are very well aware that professor Mcgonagall is my mother. They also seem to be picking up the hint that the other staff are happy with what I do and while they try not to show favouritism, it's obvious.

However one thing is very unclear, whenever I look at Quirell or when he looks at me, my scar hurts depending for how long we look at each other. Because of that, my mother and uncle Severus have been keeping a lookout for any suspicious activity

Right now I was currently with hermione in the library discussing charms, she was having trouble with certain hand moments as well as vocalizing the spells. We spent around two hours working on our homework when it was time for dinner. We said our farewells and parted to our respectful tables.

As usual, I sat next to Draco and Blaise Zabini. We talked about what's going on in our lives. Soon Draco brought up something

"Hey guys, my parents have been generous this year and are requesting me to bring you guys to the malfoy manor to celebrate Christmas and to stay for the winter break at the manor?"

Blaise was the first to respond

"I'll check with my mother, I have a feeling she'll let me go, but always got to doublecheck"

I thought for a moment before responding

"Harry?"

"I'll talk it over with my mother. I suspect she'll let me, but will want me back halfway"

Draco nodded and continued eating with Blaise. I politely excused myself to go to the gryffindor room waiting for my mother. Sometimes I'll just go to the room to hang around but mostly for my mother. I didn't have to wait long

"Hello Harry, what do I owe this visit?"

"Hello mother, please let us go into your office to have our daily tea. I wanted to discuss something with you"

She prepared our teas and I started

"Draco was telling Blaise and I while we were having dinner that his parents our inviting us over to the malfoy manor to spend winter break and Christmas there. I want to ask your permission if I am allowed to go? I am willing to come back early if you wish?"

"I'll permit you to go but do come back maybe a day after Christmas Day. After all, I do want to open presents with you. Plus I feel like it would do you good to see a new environment, after all, you have lived in this castle for all of your life"

I silently screamed yes in my head and bid my mother a goodnight. I left gryffindor tower and silently walked in peace to the dungeons. I still have to figure out what to give my family and friends for presents. As I walked into my dorms, it seemed as if Draco and Blaise went to bed early as they were already passed out. I did my nightly routine and finally tucked myself in bed. All I can say was, I'm really enjoying life right now

Hello yes, it's me, the author. Quick question..... should this story have...

good Voldemort and bad Dumbledore?

Or do you prefer

good Dumbledore and bad Voldemort