He heard voices around him, but didn't quite register what they were saying as his eyes blurred into focus.
'Wait so is he a girl or not?' Ron, his best friend, asked. A different familiar voice answered
'Well technically he's always been a girl...' Ginny's voice floated into ears. He opened his eyes and looked up at the others. Their faces were still blurred. He reached for the bedside table, grabbed his glasses and placed them on his nose. He almost laughed at the faces looking down at him in confusion and concern, if he was a different person he might have done.
'What time is it?' he asked groggily ruffling his hair.
'2pm on Friday the 5th of September.' Fred answered smiling slightly Harry returned the smile and Fred blushed, which was really odd.
'Wait a sec... What are you all doing in my room?' Harry yelled squeaking slightly, Wait...Squeaking? since when do I squeak! Hermione laughed slightly shattering the awkward atmosphere
'This isn't your room. This is the infirmary, You fainted in Dumbledore's office Harry!' she said touching his shoulder lightly. He groaned
'Wait that wasn't a dream?' They all shook their heads and he groaned again and paled.
'Come on mate, lunch is ready! Madam Pomfrey said we could take you as soon as you woke up.' Ron said smiling slightly.
'Alright... Wait let me go into the closet to get changed.' He went in the magical expanding closet and pulled his shirt off. He looked in the mirror.
Outside Fred, George, Ron, Hermione and Ginny waited, quietly muttering to themselves when a high pitched scream resounded out from inside the closet.
