The Dragon Witch (Fred Weasley X Kori Dragneel/reader)

Son of a Motherless Goat

Yo! Have fun reading this!!! I'm going to try to write in 3rd person.

Christmas holidays had come and gone and Kori had researched her butt off. First was the potion or spell question and next was the incantation question. Her research had led her no closer to discovering the secrets of wizarding hair dye. Her research on the map, however, produced results. She was calmly walking from the library to her common room when she ran into none other than Albus Dumbledore. She remembered the twins crazy long chain of resources and saw that Dumbledore was the root. 

"Professor Dumbledore!" she called out running towards him. He turned and looked at her through his glasses.

"Yes?"

"I'm Kori Dragneel, a Ravenclaw first year, and I'm looking for knowledge."

"Spoken like a true Ravenclaw. How may I help you, Ms. Dragneel?"

"A few, um, troublesome, friends of mine listened to a rumor about a map and an incantation that is to unlock it."

"And you wish to help them?"

"It was more of a forced partnership."

"Ah." His eyes shone behind his glasses. "Kori Dragneel . . . you were in detention for Filch, correct?"

Kori dropped her eyes. "Yes, sir."

"Well, then. You should solemnly swear you are up to no good." She looked at Dumbledore, who's eyes held a trickster gleam. "You and those Weasley boys." She gave a small smile. 

"Of course, sir. Someone needs to outdo Peeves." The two shared a smile before Kori spoke again. "Sir, would a potion or spell be better for changing hair color?"

"I genuinely believe that you, my dear, would know that answer better than any wizard." Dumbledore shuffled off, leaving a thoughtful and confused Kori behind. She remembered that she had been on her way to the Ravenclaw common room to grab her transfiguration books. She moved quickly to the common room, then to class. She sat in the back with Fred and George and Lee, as usual. In the few precious minutes before class started, she explained what Dumbledore had said.

"What does he mean you would know, dragon?" Lee asked, picking up on the nickname.

"I'm not sure. Maybe something about my heritage? I'll have to think. But I definitely know the incantation."

"How do you get the incantation out of two sentences without him directly saying it?" Fred asked.

"Easy--" Kori was cut off by the bell. Students settled in their seats and began the lesson. Try as they might, the three boys could not get Kori to tell them the incantation. Every time she tried, McGonagall gave her a look that quickly made her shut her mouth. Not fast enough, class passed. The students flooded to the halls to get to their next class.

"Tell us, dragon!" George commanded.

"Not in the middle of the hall," Kori whisper-yelled. They hustled to Defense Against the Dark Arts and sat through more time of fruitless pestering. Luckily, flying classes were next. 

"Alright, lets practice mounting once more," said Madam Hooch. 

Each child grasped their broom and climbed aboard. George whispered something to Fred, who whispered back. The class began to steadily rise up. Suddenly, George swerved to the right and flew towards the forest, screaming. Madam Hooch followed him, yelling instructions to her students to get to the ground and more instructions to George about how to take control of his broom again. The students obediently descended to the ground. The second Kori touched the ground Fred confronted her.