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Switch for the better - DNF Harry Potter AU

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George and Dream were in their last year Of Hogwarts, Finally. It felt like forever. When they entered the hall to see the 1st years get sorted, they were confused when Professor Mcgonagall Came up to them and told them they had to get their houses re-sorted.

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George and Dream were in their last year Of Hogwarts, Finally. It felt like forever. When they entered the hall to see the 1st years get sorted, they were confused when Professor Mcgonagall Came up to them and told them they had to get their houses re-sorted.

It's not everyday that the hat makes mistakes. So why do they need to be re-sorted, and why is it only them having to.

Dream was fine in Slytherin and George was Fine in Ravenclaw, No need for changes. It was obvious that they deserved to be in the houses they are now.

George sat on the chair waiting for the hat to pick his house again.
George Hopes he gets Ravenclaw again, It's the only house that he feels like he belongs in, and that he's comfortable in.

George is a ravenclaw, Dream is Obviously a slytherin. It's obvious, and it's right. And it's also the reason they dislike each other. Hates a strong word.

George sat on the chair, a proud smile on his face, knowing he's going to get Ravenclaw again.

“SLYTHERIN!”

The room is quiet And George's proud demeanor falls.

“Uhm. I think there's a mistake. I'm Not. A S-slytherin.” George says, standing up towards the hat. “I Agreed. The dumb hats broken!” A voice called out in the audience, the one and Only Clay Williams or Dream if you’re feeling spicy.

“The hat never makes mistakes,” Professor McGonagall says.

“Obviously it does. Or we wouldn't need to Re-do it ” Clay says, rolling his eyes. “Well clay, You have a go at the hat. Please, Sit down.” Professor says.

Clay walks up a few steps and sits down in the chair.

“RAVENCLAW.” The hat screams.

“He Got My house!” George Says, Disbelief in his eyes.

“The Hats Broken!” Karl yells from The HufflePuff Table.

“He doesn't even deserve to be in Ravenclaw!” George exclaims, “PFT- Like you belong  in Slytherin.” Dream says, rolling his eyes, “I don't! And stop rolling your eyes before I give you a reason to-” “MEN, Please settle down!” Dumbledore Says, standing up and walking to the fussy teenagers. “No need to fight, and George, Don't use that language,” “What language!?” George says Baffled. “The inappropriate one. Anyways. The hat Never makes mistakes. Now that everything is settled, Dinner!” Dumbledore Exclaims, making a bunch of food appear on the table. “What but-” “No buts.” Dumbledore says before walking back to the teachers table.

“I dont get why The hat is wrong, there's no way i belong in slytherin and no way you belong in ravenclaw, We’ve been trying to figure this out for weeks on end.” George exclaims, rummaging through books, trying to find at least one that can help them, “Maybe we just deal with it, I've already gotten use to the way your bed feels there's no point in changing George, Plus its senior year, it's almost up. Can't we just, i don't know, deal with it” Dream asks, Sitting on a table, watching George Look through every book.

“We Can't, This is important to me, you don't understand. My Parents would kill me if they even knew I stepped foot into the Slytherin common room.” George says, putting a book back where he got it and grabbed the one next to it. “Who cares what your parents think, or do, It's your body, Your choice” Dream says, deciding to lay down on the table, feet dangling, fingers crossed on his stomach, eyes closed.

“Yea well- I FOUND IT!” George screams, making dream get scared and fall off the table, Hearing a Shh from a librarian in the distance. 

“What did you find that's so important that you had to wake my slumber?” Dream says groggily, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. “This.” George says forcing a book into dreams hands, “okay this page has like 5000 fucking words on it, if you can maybe show me what im looking at, that’d be nice,” Dream says, “right there dimwit.” George replies, Pointing at a certain sentence.

“If you and a certain someone switch hats in senior year, It’s Not that the hat made a mistake, it's that the hat thinks you are.. Destined to be Together… What in the corny fucking fuck duck is this shit.” Dream says looking back up at George. “I don't know… Why are you asking me.” George says, Eyes placed on the floor.

“Did you put this sentence in the book so you can get Switch for the better~together with me George? Is that it?” Dream asks, disbelief evident. “Are You fucking joking right now. At a time like this” George asked, Slapping dream lightly on his arm.

“Duh, You’d never be smart enough for that.” Dream replies, a smirk on his face, “can we just focus on the problem at hand. What does This even mean?” George asks, confused. “I think it means we're meant to be together.” Dream says, “I know what the fucking  definition of destined means moron. I just mean, what does this mean for us.” George asks, Fiddling with his fingers. “I mean i've had a crush on you since 1st year so.” Dream says, closing the book and putting it back at its assigned spot. “You- i- What?!” George asked, Face turning a vibrant red.

“You didn't know? I thought I made it obvious, Plus I told Karl to tell you in 1st year, I guess he never did.” Dream says shrugging. “Probably got caught up with Sapnap” George says giggling, “So true! They are in love with each other!” Dream says wheezing, “They totally are!” George says, Trying not to laugh too loud, dreams laugh being too contagious, “You know, You have a very pretty laugh.” Dream says, bringing his voice to a hushed whisper, “Oh, Thank you, you do to dream,” George replies, realizing Dreams moving forward. 

George decides to quickly give George a quick peck on the lips making George giggle.

“You're such an idiot.” Dream says while laughing, “Your idiot i hope..?” George questions, “My idiot.” Dream says, Pulling George into a hug.

“I'm glad the hat did this” “Same, Guess the hat never makes mistakes huh.”