Minerva felt even more guilty when she realised that there was no reason for Harry Potter to have any good feelings for her. Every time she had dealt with him, outside of Transfiguration class—beginning with her allowing Albus to leave the little toddler on the Dursleys’ doorstep—she had failed the boy. Just as bad, she had believed Severus on some level, that the son of a notorious troublemaker had been the cause of his own misfortunes at school.