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CHAPTER ELEVEN
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Eventually the Christmas holidays came rolling in, leaving those who were returning home a few more minutes before the train made its departure
In the meantime Ginny and Ophelia sat in the great hall, having already said their parting to Luna who was going home for Christmas. The two were currently doodling in her notebook, writing their names out in different fonts whilst drawing little details like flowers around it
"Why do you get to be blessed with the most beautiful and amazing cursive handwriting" Ginny dramatically huffs "And I'm left here with the normal joint up"
"Well if it helps you I don't know Ginny" Ophelia chuckled "Some say it's similar to my mother"
"Well then your mum was a lucky persons" She grumbled, clearly upset over this handwriting issue which was not a major deal
"Hey guys" They turn their heads to see Hermione sitting besides them, placing a book gently on the wooden table
"Hey Hermione" The two smile, closing the notebook so they could start a conversation with her
"You two look nice" She compliments, looking at their outfits individually whilst Ginny just scoffs
"This is just loungewear" Ginny remarks before specifically pointing at Ophelia "Her on the other hand has a wardrobe where she feels comfy but looks fabulous. I mean look, she has nice clothes for practically every occasion"
"Yeah well I get my style from my mum" Ophelia grins, placing her palms under her chin and flashing them a toothy smile
"We'll give us a twirl" Hermione instructs, practically pushing the girl to stand up. She huffs, slowly turning herself around before looking at them
"Happy?"
"Very" The two reply, giving her combo of a red sweater, black leggings and black boots a look of praise
Momentarily Harry and Ron make their way over, joining the girls as they approached. Ophelia flashed them gentle smiles whilst Ginny grinned manically
"Hey Harry" She called, grabbing the boys attention "Doesn't Ophelia look lovely?!"
The girl in questioning just raises her eyebrow and turns to her friend, her curly hair which hung to her waist pushed back. Meanwhile a faint blush had grown onto Harry's cheeks
"Yeah...she looks nice" He replies before turning to look at Ophelia and redirecting the compliment to her. She gratefully smiles
"Thanks Harry"
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Most of the day had past through for the five, they had spent a majority of the time indoors. Particularly remaining in the great hall where it was much warmer. They merely had conversations, played games or just sat in each other's presence
"Do you think if we ask, Professor McGonagall will let us go Hogsmede?" Hermione wondered "I mean it's the holidays right and surely we're not breaking any rules. Plus surely then you two and Harry would be able to come down"
"Maybe" Ophelia shrugged "We'll just have to ask her I guess"
"Which you can do" Ginny pointed at her "All you have to do is use your manipulative ways and puppy eye her as she goes to respond"
"And you trust that to work how?" She questioned "We're talking about Professor McGonagall here, the woman who won't fall for any attempts at manipulation"
"Well we'll never know unless you try" Ginny sang but then everyone turned to Ron who was confused
"I don't get puppy eyes" He spoke his thoughts aloud making them all roll their eyes. However Ginny then grabs Ophelia's book, much to her protest, and handed it to Ron
"Whatever you do Ron, don't give it back" She instructed as they all turned to look at Ophelia who death glared Ginny. With a huff, she stood up, swapping seats so that she was precisely opposite Ron
"Can I have it back Ron please?" She first asked but he shook his head in denial. A sigh escaped her lips as she crossed her arms on the desk before placing her chin down. She tilted her head so it was looking up at him. Her eyes then coaxed themselves to go glassy as if she was about to cry. Lastly she jutted out her bottom lip, making it quiver as she faced the red head "please?"
Ron attempted to look away but eventually gave into the pleading eyes. He handed over her book, much to her delight, and frowned at Ginny who had a wide smile on her face
"Now let's go find McGonagall and ask her" She instructs, grabbing Ophelia's hand and begins dragging her out of the great hall
They step into the empty corridor and a shiver runs up their spine as the temperature drops. From being comfortably warm they went to chilled. But much to their protests, they were dragged down the hall in search of the animagus Professor
Soon enough they turn on a corridor to walk past their desired teacher. She was walking besides Professor Lupin as they came in the opposite direction
"Just the Professor we need" Ginny grins, the only one who had remained with her confidence. She pushed Ophelia so she stood at the front, the red head standing just behind
"How may I help you lot?" McGonagall asks them curiously in which they all look to the brunette who sighs
"They're asking me to ask you whether we'd be aloud to go down to Hogsmede the five of us since it's the holidays and normal rules don't apply. Therefore we want to k ow if we can all go but especially could me, Ginny and Harry tag along with Hermione and Ron. But fear not we'll be careful if you allow us to go down" She quickly spoke as the professor registered what she had said. As they were waiting for her response, Ginny elbowed her in the side "What?"
"Do the eyes" She commanded in a whisper. The two professors raise their eyebrows whilst she rolls hers. But she then glossed over her eyes for the second time that day, silently pleading for her to say yes
"I'll check with Dumbledore and get back to you soon" She sighed as matching grins grew on their faces
"Told you it would work" Ginny cheers
"Indeed it did, just like they always did" McGonagall muttered under her breath but was heard by Ophelia. She raised her eyebrows at the professor who realised what she said "Your mother and her friends used to attempt those eye tricks most of the time"
Ophelia smiles before turning to look at Ginny "Another thing I get from my mum"
"Yeah, yeah" Ginny groaned before grabbing her arm and dragging her away, the others in pursuit "Thank you professor!"
The two teachers watched as the kids bundled down the hall, a sigh escaping from the woman and a grin sitting on the man's face
"They really take after your lot especially the girls" Minerva sighed, glancing at Remus who nodded in agreement and sighed
"She's just like Andromeda"
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Ophelia || Harry Potter
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