A/N: I don't own Harry Potter
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"Professor McGonagall, I have a question!" Fred announced the next day in transfiguration.
"Yes, Mister Weasley?"
"How does one know if they're a seer?" Fred asked. Professor McGonagall stared at him for a moment.
"May I ask what this has to do with transfiguring your toothpick?"
"Nothing, but Mum wrote us that Ron predicted something and that maybe he's a seer and we figured you'd know because you're like the smartest professor here," George answered. Maddie felt her face flush. She looked down at the table, her eyes focusing on the toothpick in front of her.
"Thank you for that compliment, Mr. Weasley, but I do not know exactly how being a seer works. I do know that the power usually manifests early, usually around puberty, but there have been cases where it has manifested earlier or later. I believe there are some books about the subject available in the library. Now, please get on with transfiguring your toothpicks."
"Thank you, Professor," Fred and George said unison. Maddie rolled her eyes. They hadn't learned anything useful, only that she was about the right age for her powers, if they were powers, to start manifesting.
"Don't worry, Maddie, we'll figure this out," Fred promised as George tried to actually transfigure the toothpick. It did manage to turn silver, but that was the only thing that changed.
"Looks like we'll have to go to the library after all," Maddie commented as she managed to turn her toothpick into a needle fairly easily.
"Hey no fair, you can see the future and do this stupid spell?"
"We don't know if I'm seeing the future or just going mad, as for the spell, you're saying the incantation wrong. You're putting the accent on the end, not the middle," she corrected giving Fred a smile. He glared at her but laughed as he did manage to do the spell correctly.
"See, I told you so," she commented. George burst out laughing.
"Mister Weasley, please pay attention, Miss Pritchard, five points to Gryffindor for a perfect transfiguration."
"Thank you, Professor," Maddie said as Fred and George glared at her for a moment before bursting out laughing. Maddie joined them.
"We still need to go to the library."
"Why don't you go, and we'll... um..."
"Be somewhere less boring?"
"It'll be fun," Maddie stated. "There's probably a book about practical jokes past wizards have played?" she suggested. Fred glanced at George.
"Fine, after classes, this afternoon. We'll find the seer book and see if there's anything else useful."
"And be useful, we mean potentially dangerous."
"I figured," Maddie smirked as transfiguration ended and the three of them started on their way to charms. Maddie wondered if the book would actually have any answers, or if it would just leave her with more questions. She was also debating writing her father and seeing if he knew anything about there being a family history of seers, probably not since he believed wholeheartedly the whole family, including Maddie, was cursed.