AN: From interactive "Fanfiction Gender Change", chapter originally written by Mr.George
Selecting a non-descript uniform, Dumbledame slipped it on. The skirt was a little embarrassing, and she didn't like the way the jumper clung to her curves. She felt as if she were on display.
She noticed there wasn't a house crest on the jumper, and before her stunned eyes she watched. Stitching started to dance as it shifted and moved. A rainbow of colours, sometimes, emerald and silver, other times, red and gold, then the gold and black of Hufflepuff, before moving to the two tone blue of Ravenclaw.
Albus only realised she was holding her breath, when it settled back into the familiar red and gold of Gryffindor. Her old house, ahe felt a certain sense of pride that he still belonged there. There were some things in his past... that he could rationalise, some actions that were necessary... Even as she thought of them, a sense of shame and regret filled them.
She smoothed out some imaginary wrinkles from her uniform, and set about selecting a wand to add to her disguise. There were three sitting on a shelf. One by one she placed them in her open palms, and examined them magically.
Each one hovering up from her hands, taking on a glittering golden glow, as their strength, weaknesses and alignment were revealed.
A flexible oak wand, with Dragon heart string.
A rigid teak one, with Centaur mane core.
Lastly, a very flexible willow wand, with a Pheonix feather centre.
She needed a reliable one to help her find the Elder Wand.
