Slow burn but disgustingly cute story of the years of friendship to eventual blossoming romance between Fred Weasley and Jude Mitchell (OFC), each respectively two of Hogwarts's biggest, unruliest menaces. They work together in everything. Pranks, s...
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Jude and the other Weasley children received their school lists for the year after Errol the birdbrained owl delivered their mail the following morning, hardly making it through the open window without issue. Jude couldn't help but laugh despite herself when the Weasleys let out an embarrassed groan as Harrol landed in a heap on the table. Even Harry, seated next to Jude, stifled a giggle.
With a look of distaste, Ron snatched the letters from Errol and threw everyone else's in a heap to get for themselves as he ripped open his own. Jude found hers at the bottom of the pile and ripped it open excitedly.
An exaggerated groan escaped Fred nearby. "I've got Divination again! And it's first thing Monday... Oh, Godric help me," he exclaimed. Jude snickered at the aghast expression on his face.
George rolled his eyes. "You signed up for your own classes, todger. This is your fault for copying my timetable! I want to learn about divination because I like it."
"I'm sorry, Georgie, I didn't realize you wanted a death-by-snooze-fest!" He said sarcastically. "Maybe now she'll get her yearly bogus death omen right! Me! 'Death by Boredom!' Or you, just before I kill you for this."
Jude chuckled and chose to ignore the rest of their argument as she examined her own letter. Her school supplies were listed exactly as expected, including Divination with the twins. She shifted pages and found another letter addressed to her in what she knew was professor McGonagall's handwriting. She would know it anywhere after seeing so many red quill marks on her Transfiguration homework.
Dear Miss Mitchell,
I hope this letter finds you well at the Burrow. It has come to our attention in light of recent events that you have a special talent, a rare gift that should be nurtured to produce your full potential. That is why we have enrolled you in private weekly divination lessons with Professor Trelawney. She can help you grow your gifts and refine the skills and trials that come with being a seer. More details will follow upon your arrival to Hogwarts on September first. No extra supplies are needed. You will only need yourself and your wand. The rest will be provided.
Cordially,
Professor Minerva McGonagall
"What have you got there?" Asked Mrs. Weasley, peering at the letter over Jude's shoulder.
Jude shoved the paper aside hastily. "Oh, just more supplies for Advanced Astronomy," she lied quickly. "Professor Sinistra is asking for a Majorcan Looking Glass and a Thestral-bone Armillary sphere. I suppose I'll find both at Bertie and Blott's." She wasn't technically lying-- she did need all those things, but she couldn't pinpoint why she wanted no one to know about her lessons with Professor Trelawney. She felt almost like an imposter, like it would all disappear one morning when she woke up and that she would return to being a normal witch with nothing special or memorable about her. Jude shook her head and reached for a hot buttery piece of toast, taking a rather exaggerated chomp.
