Ginny rushed to the door and peered out into the hall. Mrs. Weasley's voice rang through the kitchen, "I'm back dears, where is everyone?"
"It's only mum," Ginny whispered, then shouted back, "Just me and Hermione, mum, the boys are outside."
"I've got to run off right away again, come help put the shopping away!" Ginny sighed and told her they were coming. Hermione made to go help until she caught sight of Harry's face. He was breathing in little gasps and his beautiful eyes looked a bit watery.
"Harry, are you OK?" she asked in a worried tone.
"F-fine," Harry whispered, "I was just so scared they would see me." The girls were both surprised at the fragile state of Harry's emotions. Perhaps this was more traumatic than they had thought.
"Do you want us to put you back?" Hermione asked, sounding disappointed but willing to do so. Harry would have blurted out an affirmative not long ago, but now... He was curious to see what he would look like as a girl. And the sensation of nail-painting was strangely soothing.
"No," Harry said in a tremulous voice, "I'd l-like you to keep going. If you still want to." The girls exchanged looks of amazement. Neither were more stunned than Harry himself by the answer.
"The shopping can wait till later," Ginny announced, "Let's get back to work." As they finished his nails, Harry wondered what had made him say it and cursed himself soundly in his mind. Temporary insanity, no doubt caused by the fumes from the nail-polish.
"Now," Hermione announced, "We have to find you the perfect outfit."
"Outfit?" Harry echoed faintly, "You didn't say anything about putting on girl's clothes." Hermione smiled at him as one would at a particularly stupid child.
"Harry darling, You're wearing a girl's hairdo, a girl's makeup, and a girl's nail-polish. What else would you wear?" Harry started to protest, and Ginny wagged a finger.
"I think you're afraid."
"I'm not afraid!" Harry squealed.
"Yes, you are," Ginny smirked, "The Boy Who Lived is afraid of dresses."
"Don't be ridiculous!" Harry snapped.
"Alright then, take your clothes off," Ginny said. Harry had often fantasized about hearing those very words from her, but never had he been sitting with his hair tossed sexily over one shoulder and wearing seductive eye makeup while she said them. He moved to pull the sweater off his head but Hermione yelped in protest.
"You'll ruin your hair, you silly girl!" Hermione waved her wand and the sweater split in two, falling off of his narrow shoulders, and his jeans slithered off like a snakeskin. Harry was a bit offended at being called a silly girl, but was so surprised at being suddenly clad only in boxers that he said nothing.
"We'll have to deal with that hair," she remarked objectively, looking him up and down. Then she broke into a grin. "Oooh Harry you'll look absolutely gorgeous." Harry flushed once more. He was on the verge of leaving, and damn the photos, when Ginny gave him a daring smirk. He attempted to muster up a smirk of his own, but it came out as more of a grimace. He was not afraid of dresses.
Hermione marched him into the bathroom with a bottle of Hair Today Gone Tomorrow cosmetic potion.
"We'll give you some privacy," she beamed, "Just rub this wherever you've got that nasty hair and it should be gone in a few seconds. Oh, and put these on when you've finished." She left the bathroom, closing the door behind her, and Harry heard her talking to Ginny in the hall. Trembling with cold, he unscrewed the cap and a gelatinous orange substance spurted into his hand. It writhed about in his palm like a living thing, but once he rubbed it into each of his armpits, there was a delightful tingling sensation.
He smiled and rubbed it down his shapely legs, over his slender thighs and calves, down to his delicate ankles. The effects were immediate. His leg hair seemed to suck back into his skin. As he ran his hand down his calves he gasped at the feel of them. They were slippery, smooth as silk to the touch, and glowing.
He turned to the package Hermione had left on the counter and held up a lacy blue pair of panties.
"Hermione, these are knickers!" he spluttered, his voice still higher than usual.
"Obviously," her voice came from the hallway, 'did you really think you could wear boxers under this?" Harry didn't know what 'this' was, but he was quite certain he could. He peeled off the boxers nonetheless, rationalizing to himself. I have to do it, otherwise those pictures would be all over Hogwarts. He didn't have a choice. He pulled the lacy undergarment up his smooth legs and shuddered in delight. Not having a choice felt awful good when it slid against your thighs like that.
Then the knickers snapped themselves into place, putting a ball-breaking pressure on Harry's family jewels. He gasped and tried to loosen them, but the knickers seemed adamant that his body mold to match their shape and not vice-versa. He felt a strange sensation in his backside at the same moment. This was really too much. He ran to the bathroom mirror, where a strange sight met him. His bottom was becoming distinctly larger and more rounded, filling out the underwear, as his "package" became flattened, presenting a smooth profile. Suddenly the feeling stopped. Hoping that his testicles were not permanently damaged, Harry admired his new backside in the mirror.
"You all right, Harry?" called Ginny.
"Fine," Harry squeaked.
"Well, when you've got the bra and panties on, come back upstairs." Harry looked in terror at the matching bra lying forgotten at the door.
"Trust me Harry, you need a chest to pull this outfit off."
After tons of requests I'm finally putting these stories back up again! I'm afraid that after I took them down for a big compilation-slash-editing, my hard drive crashed and I lost them all (except the first one, which a helpful reader helped me recover!). Needless to say, I was devastated for a really long time. I've decided to finally buckle down and start over, but that's where I need help from you, the readers! I'm trying to remember all the plotlines from each story...so if you have copies of them or even just memories, please please PM me!
