Harry Potter's sister ~~~ Fanfiction

Confronting harry part 13

It was late at night and Draco Malfoy had just made a very serious accusation about Harry Potter and the Groundskeeper Hagrid. Professor McGonagall was losing her patience, first years were not supposed to be this much trouble.

First she had caught Draco Malfoy in a corridor leading up to the Astronomy Tower with some far-fetched story about Potter and Hagrid trying to smuggle out a dragon. While the concept was ridiculous, Potter's burns could have been, theoretically, from a baby dragon breathing fire.

Next, on her way with Mr. Malfoy to confront Mr. Potter about the supposed dragon she found another first year, Neville Longbottom, who had come to warn Mr. Potter about Mr. Malfoy knowing about the dragon.

McGonagall knew that Potter was supposed to be asleep, but she also suspected that, if he was anything like his father, he wouldn't let a bad burn get in the way of doing something stupid. As she entered the Hospital Wing, a Longbottom and a Malfoy behind her, she noticed Potter was sleeping. Madame Pomfrey had clearly tucked the bed sheets around Harry, as she liked to do to all her patients, and it was obvious that the sheets had not been the slightest bit disturbed.

She moved to shoo Malfoy and Longbottom out of the wing when Mr. Malfoy kicked up a fuss.

"He's faking it. Potter's really awake and just pretending to be…"

"That's enough Mr Malfoy. Even assuming your initial accusations are true, Mr Potter is clearly asleep and hasn't even stirred in…"

"I'M TELLING YOU HE'S FAKING IT. POTTER IS UP TO NO GOOD."

"Mr Malfoy, keep your voice down you'll wake him…"

"It's a bit late for that Professor." said Harry.

The three of them turned to look at Harry, whose eyes were almost shut, almost.

Harry's entire body felt hot, before going to sleep, Madame Pomfrey had insisted that he be securely tucked into bed. Secure being the most relevant term to describe it. Harry didn't complain too much, although she was a bit… forceful… he found her method was really snug and cosy and he'd had fallen asleep really easily. Though now he was woken up by Malfoy's tantrum. "Why did he have to have it in here?"

Harry with a great deal of effort extracted his good arm from under the Pomfrey bindings and pulled his glasses from atop the bedside cabinet. Putting them on, he more clearly recognised McGonagall, Malfoy and Neville.

"Wha's goin' non Professor?" He uttered in his sleep deprived state.

McGonagall sighed "Mr Potter, are you involved in any plan to smuggle a dragon out of Hogwarts?"

Harry's eyes widened in surprise, it was just as well he was sleepy or McGonagall might have interpreted it as a confession, rather Harry simply being brought out of his semi-sleepy daze "I didn't even know we had dragons at Hogwarts, Professor. No I'm not trying to smuggle one out."

"We don't have any at Hogwarts Mr Potter. Mr Malfoy here is insinuating that you and Hagrid acquired a baby dragon and are attempting to smuggle it out of the Astronomy Tower tonight, that you've been planning to since the day before yesterday."

Harry groaned.

McGonagall raised an eyebrow "Care to expand on that Mr Potter?"