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we gotta get back
Who: Minerva McGonagall and Alfred Potter
Where: Alfred's house
When: after this.
Rating: PG-13 just for safety because cursing yes.



Minnie was frustrated, to say the least. She was tired of all the indecisiveness of her two best friends and she was tired of the fact that she always felt some odd sort of nagging feeling whenever she saw Alfred, so she decided quite decisively to take care of it. Yes, that was what she was going to do. She was going to take care of her plan in the most Minerva McGonagall way possible. Head on. She didn't even want to deal with the fact that she was going to spend time with a Slytherin the next day, a Malfoy at that, just to get back at Alfred for making her feel awful. He didn't even know he'd made her feel awful, hence, the decision and the head on.

So, when she rushed out of her room, brushing by her mother quickly, ("Minnie dear," her mother's voice drifted past her lazily, "Where are you going?" Minnie hadn't answered.) to get to her fireplace and throw the floo powder in, she had hardly stopped to think about her decision. She was Minerva McGonagall, and once she made a decision, there was no stopping her. There was trying to stop her and failing miserably and perhaps even getting a little injured in the process, but there was most definitely no stopping her. She flung the powder into the fireplace and stepped in, positively yelling, "GODRIC'S HOLLOW."