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When Hazel had first seen her schedule she was extremely excited for the chance to study magic with someone other than Zatanna and Mr. Zatara, but by the time Transfiguration had rolled around on Thursday she had lost much of her enthusiasm. So far she had been disappointed by the lack of practical lessons even Astronomy had only covered theory and Herbology had consisted of a tour of the greenhouses. So needless to say walking into Transfiguration her expectations were very low and McGonagall's turning from a cat to a human did little to raise them, nor did her following lecture about the difficulties of Transfiguration. But they finally went up when the Professor passed out matches to the class and proceed to instruct them in a spell to turn them into needles. Unfortunately by the time class had ended all Hazel had managed to do was somehow manage to make her match grow big enough that it scraped the wall and ignited, right over Professor McGonagall's head. Which resulted in a very irate Professor McGonagall marching over to Hazel and Draco's table to fuss at Hazel
"MISS WAYNE! Never in all my years have I ever seen a student blatantly disobey the instructions in such a manner!"
"But I didn't mean for that to happen." Hazel cried
"There is no way possible for anyone to have messed up that spell that badly Miss Wayne and I for one am very disappointed in you for lying to my face! Five points from Slytherin!" Professor McGonagall shouted her Scottish accent thick in her anger at the girl's foolish endangerment of her classmates
"But I-" Hazel started to protest but was cut off
"No, but's Miss Wayne detention Saturday 7 pm sharp my office class dismissed!" McGonagall instructed and the class hurried to gather their books and rush from the room with irritated comments at the teary-eyed girl.
Draco hurried to grab both his and Hazel's bags before dragging her out of the room and into a side corridor to demand "What were you thinking!? You just caused us to lose points and got detention! All cause you wanted to pull some stupid stunt!"
At that Hazel started crying in earnest sliding down the wall until she was seated on the floor with her knees hugged to her chest blubbering " I didn't mean to. I was just trying to get the match to change."
Draco sat next to her feeling like a complete prat for making the girl cry. She had been the first person not to judge him by his family, as well as the first kid to be his friend without their parents telling them to. "Hazel come on, please don't cry. I'm sorry for being a prat."
She just continued sobbing that she hadn't meant to
"All right Hazel I believe you, You didn't mean for that to happen. It will be okay we can tell Professor Snape and He can fix things with Professor McGonagall I'm sure of it." Draco smiled as he started checking his pockets for a handkerchief not knowing what else to do only to come up with a broken quill for his troubles. He sat looking at the quill frown for a moment before saying
"Oh, I saw Mother use this spell once" He smiled as he pulled out his wand and waving it at the quill in his hand incanting "conversus ad sudario!"
Only to huff afterward causing Hazel to lift her head to peer over her knees at him as he sat glaring at the parchment he now held then he incanted again "conversus ad sudario"
"Bloody Hell!" Draco yelped seconds later as he dropped a newly transfigured piece of white tile on his foot before grabbing it back up and frowning jabbed it with his wand once more incanting "conversus ad sudario!"
This time the result was a sock and Hazel giggling through her tears as Draco gave her a half smile and presented her the sock with a mock bow from his seated position and the comment of "My Lady."
Hazel laughed even harder at his antics and uncurled her knees to accept with a joking "Why thank you good sir." before using the sock to carefully wipe her eyes
Then Draco stood and offered her his hand saying "I really am sorry I should have believed you in the first place. Forgive me?
Hazel accepted his hand and as he pulled her up she said: "I forgive you besides you didn't mean to make me cry, By the way, what's a prat?"
Draco stared at her for a second before saying "Let's just go to lunch I'll explain on the way."
"So basically, you have no idea what prat actually means you just know it's an insult," Hazel said with a raised eyebrow as they prepared to step through the doors to the great hall.
"I guess so." Draco shrugged as he pushed the door open. He had just spent the entire walk from Transfiguration trying to explain prat to Hazel with no success.
"Uhm Draco is today some sort of British Wizarding holiday or did we miss something?" Hazel asked as she stared around the hall where it seemed everyone had gone a little crazy with hair dye. The Gryffindors had seaweed green hair, The Ravenclaws appeared to have dipped their heads in ketchup, The Hufflepuffs had landed a lovely shade of sapphire blue, the Slytherins glares were greatly diminished by the dandelion yellow they sported. Worst of all was the royal purple that adorned the heads of the entire staff table perfectly matching Professor Quirrell's turban and clashing horribly with the Headmaster's lime green robes.
"I think we missed something." Draco murmured back as the Professors all turned to look at them. Only for their looks to shift to a pair of redheads as they jerked the doors wide open to enter the hall behind the two first years and took a bow.
"Um I think now might be a good time to retreat to our table." Hazel murmured as the Teachers seemed to be rallying themselves to give the twins a royal chewing out.
"Good idea." Draco murmured back and they hurried to Slytherin table and grabbed the same seats they used the night before and started eating while trying to pretend they weren't listening to the pair who turned out to be called Fred and George Weasley getting it both barrels from an irate Professor McGonagall. Only for Hazel to start noticing yellow creeping down a lock of hair that had escaped her ponytail. A swift glance at Draco had her biting her tongue to keep from laughing as she nudged him and pointed to his spoon. He stared at his distorted reflection aghast until the sound of Hazel's muffled snickers reached him.
"What is funny about this? We look like ridiculous!" Draco hissed at her and she gave up trying to disguise her chuckles as she answered
"So what everyone looks ridiculous not just us, so I for one am going to appreciate the joke and enjoy it." Hazel grinned mischievously at him before pulling a face to make herself look even more silly. Draco coughed choking back a laugh but he did grin back and in Hazel's book that was a win. Now she just had to figure out how to get her hair back to normal and get through flying class with the Ravenclaws. Flying on a broom was going to be different, she hoped that it would go better than her attempts at using a wand and she didn't end up crashing into the lake. At that sobering thought she reached into her bag to stroke the reassuring length of Lyra's scales wanting nothing more then a chance for a quiet conversation with her familiar, like that was going to happen anytime soon.
AN: Hey everybody opinion time did anyone like where Hazel ended up? Oh and just so you know the spell Draco attempted to use is not canon 'conversus ad sudario' was what I got when I put 'Turn to handkerchief' into google translate from English to Latin it literally means turn to napkin so yea close enough. And as for her learning Magic from Zatara more on that later. That's all, for now, Sistergrin out!
