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The right call
“Albus, I know my students, and the boy is certainly the most deserving candidate. I can’t endorse your request” said Minerva stiffly.
“I understand your disappointment, but I reckon it’s necessary to direct the choice toward someone else” answered The Headmaster serenely, caressing Fawkes’s head.
Minerva huffed. “CanI at least ask for your reasons?” she inquired with a stern tone.
“Of course, my dear professor.I believe Harry already has to bear enough burdens without the need of further responsibilities.”
“Well, I highly doubt the boy will be relieved for not being appointed! I rather expect he’ll be disappointed and dissatisfied, and rightly so. And don’t forget that it’s up to the Head of House to select their own Prefects.”
“Oh, thankfully my memory hasn’t betrayed me yet” said Albus with an amused smile. “That’s why I’m asking you to trust me one more time, Minerva.”
She remained silent, her lips thin as a razor.
Albus peered into her eyes through his half-moon spectacles. “Do you remember the last time we disagreed when confronted with a similar choice?”
**
“It’s insane!”
“On the contrary, Minerva” he replayed with a seraphic smile. “I believe Mr Potter and Miss Evans will fulfill their task with flying colors.”
“Spending their time ranting at each others in the corridors, Albus?” she asked sardonic.
“It is my actual understanding that Miss Evans is the only one shouting” he said, his piercing eyes sparkling with amusement.
“The fact that she yells against Potter and in Potter’s presence isn’t a meaningless detail! And you’d want them to work together?”
“Oh, I’m certain they’ll make a wonderful team, Minerva. I reckon they’ll find out they have much more in common than they’d expect, and that their mutual influence will benefit them both.”
Minerva made her best not to snap at the Headmaster content serenity, but she couldn’t held her tongue anyway. “I expect they’ll end up getting at each other’s throat, at the least!”
“I doubt so” said Albus with a soothing tone.
“And what about poor Lupin? Wouldn’t he deserve more than Potter to be named Head boy? He’s been a good Prefect, considering who he had to deal with. Potter, on the other hand, spends more time in detention than studying or training! And he already is the team Captain! I know it’s your choice, Albus, but I strongly recommend you against it.”
“I’m asking you to trust me, Minerva. They’ll be outstanding Head boy and girl.”
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A cat – no, it wasn’t Mrs Purr – wandered quietly through the dark corridors of the school, witnessing a burgeoning love.
**
Yes, she did remembered, and it was also to honor James’s and Lily’s memory that she wanted their son as Gryffindor Prefect.
She met Albus penetrating gaze yet again. How could she not trust him?
She sighed, surrendering.
“Very well, then. Granger and Weasley it is.”