It was a bright, sunny Wednesday afternoon in Hogwarts. Unfortunatly for Harry, he was stuck in the dungons during potions class, along with the other Gryffindor and Slitherine students. But even Proffeser Snape's best efforts to keep his room as dreary as possibly could not stop the class from being in a happy mood. It would soon be Christmas, two weeks away, and Harry was prepared for a great vacation. This being his fifth year, he was nearly used to the "surprises" that came with being in the wizarding world. Proffeser Snape was in an even more erritated mood than usual, this being because Nedville had unintentionally melted his calderin twice that day.
"I supose you added the lizard skin," He shouted at him, "before putting the culdren on the burner? Detention!" He wasn't happy, but then again, when is he ever? Finally the bell rang and the class had ended.
Harry noticed, though, that Malfoy was wispering to Snape after class. But it wasn't any of his business, especially if it has anything to do with the two guys he likes least.
The next day Harry was walking to potions with Ron and Hermione. They entered the classroom and found Snape wanting to talk to Hermione for some strange reason. Harry and Ron sat down and Hermione soon goined them. Before Harry was able to ask her what Snape wanted, Snape announced that they were being put into pairs. He seemed to put Harry and Hermione together on purpose. It was pretty obvious, since he never let Harry, Ron, or Hermione sit together before. Harry thought that maybe he was in a good mood.
They were learning about how to make a potion similar to the one Harry, Ron, and Hermione had made in there second year. But instead of turning into someone else, this potion just changed you into any living material, as long as it is made right. It was much like transfiguration. Hermione easily added all the ingrediants together. When it was completed, Snape called them up to deminstrate. If it were to work then Harry should be turned into a cat. Harry didn't like this idea and knew Snape was only doing this so that everyone could laugh at Hermione and Harry.
Harry took a small amount of the potion from the coldren in a small vile and went to the front of the class. Everyone stared at him as Harry took a deap breath and drank it. It was cold as ice and Harry shivered, but nothing happened.
"Potter, Granger, your detentions will be on Friday." Snape stated coldy.
It was Friday night and both Hermione and Harry were in Snapes office. Snape had them work the entire time, mostly cleaning the mold off the wall (to the descust of Harry and Hermione). By the time they were dismised it was almost midnight. harry trudged back to his common room. He felt weak and tired. But he also felt different. His body felt disoriented, as if it weren't shaped like it used to. I must be more tired than I though, Harry assumed. As he walks into the room he notices Ron, who stayed up to wait for him. When Ron looks up his expression goes from happy to confused.
"This is the boy's dormitory!" Ron states.
"what?" Harry asks, "What are you talking-" Suddenly Harry notices how odd his voice sounds. High and rather feminine. Running into the bathroom, Harry looks into the mirror and a girl version of him about Harry's age stares back.