Just peachy | HOGWARTS x READER|

Fact: girls move in packs

Potter! Weasley! Will you pay attention?"

Professor McGonagall's irritated voice cracked like a whip through the Transfiguration class on Thursday.

It was the end of the lesson; they had finished their work; the guinea fowl they had been changing into guinea pigs had been shut away in a large cage on Professor McGonagall's desk (Neville's still had feathers)

"Now that Potter and Weasley have been kind enough to act their age,"

said Professor McGonagall, with an angry look at the pair of them

"Dress robes will be worn to the Yule ball,"

Professor McGonagall continued,

"Therefore there will be a trip to Hogsmeade to shop for dress robes"

Professor McGonagall finished

All of the girls in the classroom squealed.

Professor McGonagall called above the noise,

"Potter and l/n" - a word, if you please."

Harry and y/n proceeded gloomily to the teacher's desk. Y/n because it was lunch and Harry because he assumed he was in trouble for his failed spell. Professor McGonagall waited until the rest of the class had gone, and then said,

"Harry and y/n, the champions and their partners -"

"What partners?" Asked Y/n.

Profesor McGonagall looked suspiciously at her, as though she thought she was trying to be funny.

"Your partners for the Yule Ball, Y/n,"

she said exasperated .

"Your dance partners."

Their insides seemed to curl up and shrivel.

"Dance partners?"

Harry felt himself going red.

"I don't dance,"

he said quickly.

"Yeah, I do dance but I don't want to"

"Oh yes, you do,"

said Professor McGonagall .

"That's what I'm telling you. Traditionally, the champions and their partners open the ball."

Harry had a sudden mental image of himself in a suit, accompanied by y/n in a beautiful dress.

"I'm not dancing,"

Y/n said.

"It is traditional,"

said Professor McGonagall firmly.

"You are a Hogwarts champion, and you will do what is expected of you as a representative of the school. So make sure you get yourself a partner, Potter and l/n."

"But-I don't-"

"You heard me, Potter,"

said Professor McGonagall in a very final sort of way.