AN: Still, a continuation of Madam Malkins Dress-Up Challenge.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter!
Hermione walked down the hallway towards the Transfiguration classroom, hoping Professor McGonagall would be there or in her office. Entering the classroom, Hermione saw she wasn't sitting at her desk, so went towards the back to knock on her office door. Hearing a sharp, crisp enter before pushing open the door.
"Ah, Miss Granger, I was wondering you were going to come to me about why you are out of school dress code? I assume you have good reason, so, do you want a biscuit?" Addressed Professor McGonagall.
"Yes, Professor, I do. You see, a certain Slytherin has been charming my school uniform to before shorter and tighter, and feeling that none of the other teachers believe that I didn't do it, if been losing house points. Even after History of Magic, he shortened my skirt to around three inches, it didn't even cover my knickers! And multiple students saw! It was very embarrassing!" Hermione replied while taking an offered biscuit.
"So, you saw fit to change your skirt into slacks? Without permission?"
"Yes! I didn't think it was wise seeing as if I walked into the great hall, and he decided to make my uniform disappear! I don't fancy walking in front of the whole school in just my undergarments Professor!"
"Would you like to talk to the Headmaster, and he might be able to change the school uniform around for this?"
With Hermione's agreement, McGonagall stood up, and they left her office and classroom in search of Professor Dumbledore's office. It wasn't until they were on the staircases until Hermione noticed Professor McGonagall didn't have any shoes on!
"Professor! Where's your shoes?"
"I find it easier to catch unsuspecting students, when I don't have to worry about silencing my shoes. Also, it helps me transform better, my Animagus as a cat is terrible when I have shoes on." Replied McGonagall.
"Okay, thank you for answering me, Professor."
"Not a problem, my dear." McGonagall interjected, "Oh, we're here, Acid Pops."
At that, the gargoyle leading up to Professor Dumbledore's office slid to the side to allow entrance. With both of them stepping onto the ascending staircase, Professor McGonagall knocked twice before entering when they reached the top.
With Hermione arguing her case for permission to wear slacks, it didn't take long for Dumbledore to change the school uniform rules and allow the female population to wear their choice of slacks or a skirt. Pleased with her success, Hermione headed back to Gryffindor tower to enjoy the last hour before curfew, snuggled up in front of the fire with a good book.
It wasn't until Harry and Ron went to bed, that she let her mind drift to her upcoming date with Draco Malfoy. Yeah, he was attractive and smart, and he hadn't been offensive to her since 3rd year, but she couldn't help the feeling that she didn't like where this was headed for her. She just hoped that maybe he was being sincere with his offer, and that he wasn't just out to pull some horrendous joke on her in front of the school.
Heading up to bed, she only had to get through tomorrow, to find out what was in store for her on saturday.