The potion was almost done and it wasn't a moment too soon. Two students had already been petrified and we needed to go to the bottom of this. Hermione told us that we could transform into Crabbe and Goyle, so we could talk to Malfoy. We were pretty sure that he was the Heir of Slytherin and was also trying to frame me. It was something that he would do because he was a little git like that. Once we knew it was Malfoy, we could tell Professor Dumbledore and the attacks on Muggleborns would stop. All of this would be over.

"So this potion will last for three hours." Hermione declared. We were using the abandoned girls' lavatory, which had a rather annoying ghost in it. Thankfully she hadn't been seen in a while. Perhaps she had moved on. I probably wouldn't be sad if I never saw her again.

"And you're sure that this is going to work and that it will wear off." Ron replied. He didn't look too thrilled to have to be Crabbe for any period of time and probably was dreading the possibly of it being permanent. I couldn't blame him. I wouldn't want to be Crabbe either.

"Yes. It will wear off." Hermione assured us.

"What about you? Are you going to turn into Pansy Parkinson?" Ron asked. I couldn't see Hermione doing that. She and Pansy hated each other. It would be like me turning into Malfoy. It just wasn't something that I would be able to do. If I had to guess, she would probably turn into Daphne Greengrass.

"No, I will be turning into Millicent Bulstrode." Hermione explained. That was probably along the same lines of Ron turning into Crabbe. It couldn't be easy to do such a transformation. I was pretty sure that the only major change that I would have to deal with was the fact that Goyle was taller than me, but it wasn't like he was a giant like Hagrid. At that point, the cauldron stopped bubbling. "It's done."

I could not believe that after all of the work we had put into it, we were finally done. We wouldn't have been able to do it without Hermione. She was probably smart enough to be in Ravenclaw, but I was glad that she was in Gryffindor. If anyone would be able to solve the mystery of the Chamber of Secrets, it would be her.

I took one look at the potion. It was a bright green. Hermione was going to give each of us a goblet at which point we would put the hairs from our subjects in it. We used a sleeping spell on Crabbe and Goyle so they wouldn't show up while we were transformed into them. I couldn't help but imagine how awkward that would be. Of course, it was the holidays and not as many people would be around. I wondered why Malfoy was still around but I didn't want to think about it too much less I get to know him.

"Alright, you need to prepare." Hermione stated. "Make sure to hold onto your goblets. There's not enough of this potion for a refill if you spill it on the floor."

I was pretty sure that she was looking at Ron.

"I'm nor some kind of klutz." He declared. "Just because my wand is broken doesn't make me clumsy."

I couldn't help but wonder when his parents were going to get his wand repaired. I was pretty sure all it would take would be sending it to Ollivander's shop, but maybe they didn't have the money to get it repaired. I didn't understand how they didn't have the money considering that Mr. Weasley worked for the ministry, but at the same time, he was the only one who worked and they also had seven children, even though two of them were done with school.

Hermione filled the goblets with the liquid. We decided that it would be easier to go into the stalls and change since we would need to put on new robes. Once we each had our serving, we dropped the hairs into the cups and went into our stalls.

I slowly drank down the potion. It had a bit of a foul taste to it, but potions typically weren't supposed to taste sweet. They were not really for pleasure and adding something to enhance the flavor of the potion probably would cause it not to do what it was intended to do. I wasn't sure how long it take to take effect. Was the transformation supposed to be instantaneous, or would happen gradually over the course of a minute. I was distracted from my thoughts as I heard Ron vomit into his stall. I had gotten used to that particular sound when he had inadvertently hexed himself to vomit slugs.

It was that I felt the effects of the potion start. I felt nauseous myself, but not to the point where I felt like I was going to vomit. I also began to feel dizzy and my vision became a bit blurred. I hunched over and my glasses fell off. I closed my eyes and opened them once and found my vision was clear. It was probably because Goyle didn't need glasses and I wouldn't need them as him either. My body felt very odd, but I supposed that was to be expected.

It was then that I noticed something strange. I looked at my hand in front of me and it didn't look like Goyle's hand, which was rather large. Instead this hand looked small and dainty. I stood up and I didn't feel taller. I almost felt shorter for some reason. I also expected the short hair of Goyle, but instead it seemed like my hair was about the same length, if not a little longer. The Slytherin robes that I had changed into definitely did not fit me and the trousers would not stay up. Had I not turned into Goyle. If I wasn't Goyle, who was I?

I stepped out of the stall and I saw Ron as Crabbe. He looked like Crabbe. He definitely looked like Crabbe. He also looked shocked as he looked at me. He was taller than I was and I could assume that I was definitely not Goyle.

"Harry?" He asked in Crabbe's deeper voice. His eyes were wide and I could tell something was yes.

"Yes?" I answered before I covered my mouth. My voice was higher than I expected it to be. I also the numbness of the potion had worn off except for the area in between my legs. I didn't feel anything there.

"I think you need to look in the mirror, Mate." He told me.

I looked in the full-length mirror and that was when I saw it. My reflection was not Goyle but that of a girl with her hair in a bob. She looked rather silly trying to hold up her trousers that she wasn't supposed to be wearing. Her eyes were the same color green as my own and that was when it hit me. I was not Gregory Goyle. I was Pansy Parkinson.

So the story starts with the Polyjuice incident. How will our heroine deal with being in a girl's body, especially since it's a girl that Malfoy likes. Of course that is not a story where Malfoy is the love interest. Plus there will be more of Hermione in her cat form. Please don't forget to review.