OWL: To Minerva McGonagall

[shh_hermione]

Date: November 2, 2004
Character: Harry, Hermione, Ron, Minerva, Oliver
Location: Wales (Trio); Stoatshead Hill (Minerva and others)
Status: Private
Summary: After seven long years, it's finally over
Completion: Complete

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[shh_minerva]

"Oh sweet Merlin..." Minerva stared at the page and just blinked. Her hand trembled somewhat, and she readjusted her glasses. She wheeled herself closer to the window - surely the light wasn't quite right. No, the message was still the same. "Voldemort is dead. War is over." There was no doubt this was genuine. The paper crackled and glowed when she touched it. It was a spell she had developed with Hermione, and it meant the message was genuinely from her and had not been intercepted

[shh_oliver]

It seemed to be a nice day, and Oliver wasn't really interested in unpacking any of his things. Boxes littered his flat and he was restless. They could wait. Searching about for his shoes, he found some and tugged them on before deciding to go for a walk.

Grabbing a light jacket, Oliver raked his fingers through his hair and grabbed his keychain and his wand, checking his pockets for a bit of money. Oliver never really knew just where he might end up, so he figured he'd be prepared for just about anything.

He had been walking down the street, chewing his gum and humming a little tune. His attention had been wandering when he saw a woman darting across his path and he stopped, blinking. What on earth was that? Shrugging it off, he shook his head and continued on his way.

Not ten steps down, he heard the shout. Looking to the voice, he completely stopped his his tracks, his eyes wide. Was that.. "McGonagall?!" He wasn't sure he'd ever heard the woman yell, let alone be excited about anything. What the bloody hell was

[shh_minerva]

"Oh dear me, It's such good news, Mr Wood!" She waved the parchment in his face. Her racing heart had started to settle. The adrenaline rush was enough to keep her going, but she would have to go and sit down very soon.

"Harry's done it - they've killed Vodelmort! It's all over, he's gone! The war is over!" She shouted again, and knew it would be wise to go and sit down... this was all too much.

"Oh, thank you, dear, for helping me," Oliver gave her an arm and led her back inside. "

Minerva's head was all in a spin as she sat back down. Who did she need to tell? Moody? Kingsley? This was massive news, and they all needed to know.

There were letters to write. Lots of letters.

[shh_oliver]

Oliver blinked. Good news? Oh! He smiled brightly and did a little jig before he saw just how she looked. Oh, Merlin!

He offered her an arm and led her back in, taking half a step back when she sat down. "You're welcome. Can I get you anything? You are alright, aren't you?"