VI.

OUT OF CONTROL

For the next few days, before Harriet's date, Harry had felt really bad. He couldn't sleep; he didn't eat much and he was very weak. He felt different. His body felt really heavy. Mika had been very jealous when she found out that Harriet was going to have a date with Draco.

"I wish I'm on your place," she had said. Harry had meant to answer that with Go ahead, and take my place. I don't care about who you want anymore. Instead, Harriet had answered, "Ooohh… envy me… envy me more…"

Harry felt that the femme potion wasn't only taking his body and making it a woman's body but the potion was also taking his brain and making him act like a real woman. Harry couldn't act his own way when he is Harriet so he decided to stop all the nonsense and just leave Mika alone.

Then when the Saturday came, he woke up late went into the common room with his pajamas, greeted Hedwig who was perched outside the window. He yawned and faced the beautiful sun. he felt different… not the heavy feeling he had all week.

Ginny passed by and so he greeted her, "Good morning, Ginny."

"Oh, good morning, Harriet," Ginny replied. "Ready for your date with Draco?"

"What? Yeah, yeah… date?" But Ginny was already out the common room. "What date?" He ran into the bathroom and realized that he wasn't Harry anymore… he was a she… she was Harriet!

She ran out the bathroom and called for Hermione. Hermione appeared from her dorm.

"Harry! I thought you decided not to use Harriet…"

"Yes I did! But… look at me! Hermione, I didn't take any potion last night or this day. I just woke up and look!" Harry freaked out.

"Oh my! But… but…"

"I need to have the potion to turn me back," Harry said.

"Where's the potion?"

"It's with you!"

"Oh OK!" Hermione disappeared back into her dorm and came back later on with the reverse potion. "Here!" She handed the tiny bottle to Harry.

Harry opened the cork of the bottle. "Bottom's up!" He said and was about to drink in when… "No!" He threw it into the fireplace.

"Harry! What's wrong with you?" Hermione asked. "That was the last bottle!"

"It wasn't me! It was…"

"Me!" Harriet finished.

"Oh dear!" Hermione exclaimed.

"You children don't know how to read do you? There are consequences… side effects…" Harriet said.

"What did you do to Harry?" Hermione demanded.

"Oh, nothing. He's asleep… temporarily, but once I do something only a girl should do, he'll never awaken," Harriet informed.

"You! Who are you? What are you?"

"I'm Harry. The feminine Harry…"

"You're not Harry… you're… you're some kind of…"

"Some kind of what? Believe it pretty girl! I am Harry. If you excuse me, I have a date with Draco."

Hermione couldn't believe it! What has happened? She was sure that the potion was perfectly made so what went wrong? The next thing Hermione knows, she was already in the library, searching for anything…