"Perhaps just for one more night Potter - some more dreamless sleep might do you good," he knew that Minerva secretly had a soft heart, especially when it came to her students, but he didn’t think he’d ever heard her sounding quite so motherly. It immediately made him well up again, and he was quick to wipe away the tear that escaped with his free hand. She pretended not to notice, "You’re heart is going ten to the dozen," reluctantly, she released him.