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She\'s Like The Wind	By : McGonagall Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 2879 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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After having been forced to remain in the infirmary by Madame Pomfrey for nearly a week after the hex, Professor McGonagall was allowed to heal further from the early morning attack in her own personal quarters. Professor McGonagall wasn't really someone who listened easily, especially if it came down to resting, and that for yet another month or more until she could teach again. No one saw her appearing in the Great Hall for meals, though. She thus must have listened to the matron.

The Yule Ball announced itself soon after the attack – which allowed for at least a little well mannered frivolity, and Professor McGonagall had left the sanctuary of her rooms for the occasion. She had watched everyone dancing with sadness in her eyes, unable to join in with them all. She very much would have liked to. That was until Ronald Weasley sat down beside her, seeing the longing in her eyes. "Would you like to dance?" Ron asked, upon which she had turned toward him and eyed him as if gone insane. "I won't let you fall," Ron ensured her, getting up and extending both of his hands for her to take. "I promise."

She carefully slid both of her hands in his and allowed him to pull her upright. "Just tell me if it gets too much," he then told her, before pulling her tightly against him, allowing her hands to rest upon his shoulders, while his supported her weight by the waist, leading the Head of Gryffindor House around the floor slowly. All eyes turned toward them. Poppy Pomfrey nearly got a stroke upon seeing it, but Albus had held her from ruining the professor's one moment in weeks and distracted her by asking her to dance with him instead. Surely enough, their dance only lasted one song and after their waltz, Ron safely returned the elder professor to her seat – only just in time. Her hip had begun pulling, straining against the moves, near the end of the song already, but she had stubbornly ignored the pain shooting up and down her leg until the song had come to an end. Padma Patil's look upon him was murderous…

After the Yule Ball, Professor McGonagall returned to the sanctuary of her rooms to continue healing from the attack. Another month passed by in which Albus Dumbledore, the Headmaster, himself replaced his recovering Deputy for the time being. No one had really gotten closer to catching the one that had hexed her either. Teachers thus kept patrolling all corridors in pairs at night to catch oddities if needed. Ron never went to visit her again.

About a month and half after the attack on the Transfiguration Mistress, Albus Dumbledore appeared exceptionally late for his lesson on Tuesday morning with the then fourth years. Some pupils were already beginning to gather their things, saying more essential things could be done but continue waiting, when suddenly Professor McGonagall herself appeared, walking from the back of the room to her desk – slowly, but no less fearless than they were used to of her, even after the attack. It came rather as a surprise to find her teaching again, since nothing had indicated any change in the situation. Professor Dumbledore hadn't said anything, nor had Professor McGonagall appeared for any meals in the Great Hall as of late that could indicate her feeling good enough to possibly teach again.

"Please. Stop gazing at me like I'm going to faint any second," Minerva remarked in her usual snappy tone. "I'm not an attraction on the funfair." She was back for sure.

The lesson passed by smoothly, as if Professor McGonagall never had gone, but some of the pupils weren't really convinced due to the way in which she walked and talked. One could see she tried very hard to hide any weaknesses, but she didn't succeed every time… Sometimes her voice would sound hoarse and soft. Sometimes she would disguise a wince with a cough.

When the lesson was over, Ron encouraged both of his companions to go ahead to the Great Hall for dinner already, while remaining behind as the rest of the pupils filtered into the hallways and made for the direction of the Great Hall, like everyone. Hermione, having noticed that what Harry hadn't, thoughtfully shut the door behind her. Harry never noticed anything, but Hermione had seen the way how Ron usually became very nervous and concerned when anyone was talking about McGonagall. She had noticed the way he seemingly discreetly wanted to hear every little thing when there was mention of her. She had noticed just how exceptionally often he had wiped his hands at his robes to hide the clamminess while the lesson had lasted. He must care about their Head of House very much, that was very obvious.

She thought it rather funny. Of course relationships between teachers and pupils weren't allowed. Hermione would have pointed Ron at that immediately upon noticing his late behavior toward their Head of House, had she not been sure that McGonagall would never allow it and would tell him herself if he even tried anything. One part of her felt like warning him, not wanting him to get hurt. Another was sure enough that since he had actually saved her life, Professor McGonagall would in that moment be kind in letting him down. Of course had either she or Harry known about Ron's little escapade the night after she had gotten hexed…
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