You're a girl.
In George's fifteen years, those three words had not once been cast in her direction. She had even been struck by her father when she had dared to voice them herself. Hearing them now sent a wave of fear coursing through her—fear of what Miss Lestrange would do with this information—but also a spark of something else, something the Ravenclaw could not quite put her finger on.
Besides, the fear was more important, at least for now. With this declaration, Gretchen Lestrange had made a clean sweep, now had not only the best hand but the only hand—a hand that held George's very future in its palm. Of all the people who George might have trusted with her well-being, the Slytherin was nowhere near the list.
"Not...not on paper," the fifth year allowed at last, face set with uncertainty as she made eye contact with the other prefect.
In George's fifteen years, those three words had not once been cast in her direction. She had even been struck by her father when she had dared to voice them herself. Hearing them now sent a wave of fear coursing through her—fear of what Miss Lestrange would do with this information—but also a spark of something else, something the Ravenclaw could not quite put her finger on.
Besides, the fear was more important, at least for now. With this declaration, Gretchen Lestrange had made a clean sweep, now had not only the best hand but the only hand—a hand that held George's very future in its palm. Of all the people who George might have trusted with her well-being, the Slytherin was nowhere near the list.
"Not...not on paper," the fifth year allowed at last, face set with uncertainty as she made eye contact with the other prefect.
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