Narcissa wasn’t always the most attentive student in class, but today, there was something different about Professor McGonagall. She seemed frail and not well, and it peaked Cissy’s interest.
So, after the class had emptied, and everyone had fled to their other classes Cissy stayed behind. “Uhm, Professor.” she said, clearing her throat a little bit “Are you… Are you feeling alright?” she asked her, tilting her head. “You looked awful… I mean, uh, yeah.”