Redhead || George x reader || y/n Lestrange

Chapter 13

You walked down the halls of the school. You looked elegant and confident. Your mother had always taught you to walk with confidence. Mostly because people cowered at her feet when she walked by, looking confident was part of the job. But today, you were looking forward to something special. Something you've been perfecting for two weeks now. Ever since the first day you got here, Mcgonagall has been on your ass about your outfit. You don't even have classes with her everyday, but she must have planned her route throughout the school to pass you because nearly every day, she walked past you and without even stopping, uses her wand to button up your shirt and forces you to change out of your heels and into those boring shoes you hated so much. Now, buttoning up your shirt isn't hard as long as it can be unbuttoned once she passes. But you were too prideful and too fashionable to change your shoes.

So throughout these past weeks, you've spent a large portion of your free time in the library looking at spell books. Fred and George are more than happy to get you into the restriction section. But what came the most in handy was your spell book. The one that you had spent the last three years copying all of your mothers spells and potions into. So by practicing switch transfiguration spells and adjusting them, you've enchanted your shoes to revert into the school uniform ones when Mcgonagall was within sight. Today was the day it would be tested.

You walked down the halls, books clutched in your hand, Mcgonagall approaching steadily. She looked just as stiff as ever. This may have been only your first attempt, but you held hope that today was going the be the day.

It was not the day.

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"I don't understand what went wrong!" You dramatically fell back into your bed.

"You know, my father once wrote in The Quibbler about a failed experiment trying to invent a spell. It turned everyone involved green with the exception of their eyebrows." Luna said as she looked up to you from her bed, wide eyed without a smile.

"I'll keep that in mind."

You shot up from your bed. If there was one thing you've learned from your years as a Lestrange, it was that failure was not an option. You grabbed your robe from the wooden chair next to your bed and ran down the stairs. School was over so Mcgonagall wouldn't be near the library at the moment, she would be cleaning her classroom and then..."wait what does she do in her free time?"

You ran down the stairs, angrily and confused. You needed to go back to the library to compare notes from your spell book to others in transfiguration and teleportation history.

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Mcgonagall's transfiguration class was simply put, elementary. By the time the class had moved on to untransfiguration, you had already familiarized yourself with switching. (This was where you got the inspiration to switch pairs of shoes) there were perks to being homeschooled by your mother. There weren't rules or limitations. You learned extremely complicated spells and hexes first hand. Needless to say, it was demeaning being unable to complete the spell properly. It was as simple as a switching spell, but it needed to be done without a wand. Once Mcgonagall was in radius, they should switch.

You aggressively flipped through the pages of library books, dust floating through the air with each turn of the page.

"Do you need some help finding something?"

The voice was unfamiliar. You turned to see a sweet looking boy, slightly younger than you. He was larger in the stomach with short, slightly curly and dark brown hair.

"Oh, no thank you. I'm just scavenging for a book on switching transfiguration? I suppose I could actually use your help."

He nodded and quickly turned and walked toward a books shelf behind you. For two minutes he walked around absolves if books, until he laid his eyes on a thick red book. Dusty, but it seemed big enough to have the answer. He walked over to you and held out his hands. You grabbed the book and placed it on the table in front if you.