Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
Authors Note: You really like it! Starts to sob in happiness Okay, I will have much longer chapters after this. Now back to the story
****Chapter 2***
Furiously, Ron made his way down the Gryffindor Tower. He, or rather she, had to go to Transfiguration next. He was still in shock from what had just happened. He gave his arm a good pinch, and unfortunately, it hurt. This meant it DEFINITELY was not a dream.
"Today, we'll try transfiguring owls into quills." Professor McGonagall said, handing each student a school owl. Ron and Harry worked at the same table, though Ron was too upset to talk to Harry.
"What's wrong?" Harry asked.
"Hm? Oh, nothing." Ron said in his higher voice. Ron was much too embarrassed to tell Harry what had happened. He was so worried he changed his owl into a peacock, though he was never good at Transfiguration, anyway. He always found himself jealous of his friend. His friend didn't get changed into a girl. His friend was a famous kid who managed to do well in everything, be loved by everyone, and was rich. When Transfiguration had ended, Ron still hadn't changed his owl to a quill, and received bottom marks.
Ron suddenly felt like he had to go to the bathroom. He went to the boy's bathroom, only to remember he couldn't use the urinals. He went into the stalls where only number 2 was done. He already hated being a girl already, and it was only the second hour. He sat on the toilet and cupped his head into his hands, worried about what the next 3 months may be like.
"Do you hear that?" A voice asked another from outside his stall.
"Hear what?"
"The sound of somebody peeing."
"Yeah, so? This is the bathroom."
"Of course, Goyle. Don't tell me you are such a moron. The thing is, try to listen for where the sound is coming from."
"The stalls!" Goyle said.
"Absolutely! There must be a girl in the boy's bathroom!"
Ron froze. If that was Goyle, the other person must have been either Crabbe or Malfoy. This definitely was not what he expected. Maybe he should wait until they left, then he could come out.
"Let's wait for the stall to open, so we can see who she is." The first person said.
"Good idea." Goyle said.
Ron sat there for about 5 minutes. Still, Goyle and the other boy didn't leave yet. Ron now started to panic. He would be late to his next class, potions! Snape would definitely deduct a lot of points from his house, and Goyle and the other Slytherin would get through unharmed.
"How come nobody came out yet?" Goyle asked.
"Maybe it was just the sound of running water." The first boy tried to open the stall door, though it was locked. "Okay, somebody is definitely in there."
"Maybe it is a first year who got lost, and went into our bathroom instead." Goyle said.
"Don't be stupid, Goyle. Of course not. If it were a first year, she would have seen the urinals and guessed it was not the girl's bathroom. Let's keep on waiting, she shouldn't be in here forever. Maybe it is some first year Mudblood."
All right. If the person used the term Mudblood loosely, then that meant the first boy was DEFINATELY Malfoy. Ron checked his watch. Four Minutes Until Potions, it said. Ron sighed. Now this was going to be the most embarrassing moment of his life. Ron got up and unlocked the door. Malfoy and Goyle were staring at him, surprised.
"What are you looking at, you perverts?" Ron asked, and walked as quickly as he could out of the bathroom, blushing to the roots of his hair.
Luckily, Ron made it to Potions in time, and Malfoy and Goyle came in 5 minutes late, though Professor Snape paid no attention to him. It was lucky that Malfoy would sound like a pervert if he had told what happened at the bathroom, so he kept his mouth shut, though he and Goyle tried to see what was going on with Ron, craning their necks to look at him, trying to piece things together.
Like every other Potions class, Snape deducted 10 points from Gryffindor and added 40 points to the Slytherin house for no reason. Neville had messed up his potion again, and it started bubbling a sickly greenish yellow, though it should have been a milky lavender.
After Potions, Ron had practically flew back up to the Gryffindor Tower. As he ran up and down, he felt his chest hurt a little from bouncing. When he turned the corner, he realized that Hermione was already there, with huge piles of books covering her table, busy scribbling on a piece of parchment. Ron chose to ignore her, he couldn't forgive her for what happened. Ron was about to leave when Hermione looked up.
"Hi Ron." She said cheerfully. Ron chose to ignore her. "Ron?"
"Leave me alone, Hermione."
"I'm sorry about what I did, Ron. I just lost control. You made me so upset."
Ron turned around, with a face so fierce she shrunk back a little. "YOU WERE UPSET! BIG DEAL! LOTS OF PEOPLE GET UPSET! I HAVE TO BE STUCK LIKE THIS FOR 3 MORE MONTHS! AND ALL THIS BECAUSE OF A FEW WORDS THAT ACCIDENTALLY SLIPPED OUT OF MY MOUTH!"
Hermione's eyes grew wide. "I'm sorry." She whispered, close to tears. Ron turned around and stormed away to the boy's dormitory. She never knew Ron could lose his temper like that. She slightly regretted what she did, though she still thought she should punish him for saying stuff about girls. He needed to learn his lesson.
"Ahem." Hermione looked up to see Ron at the doorway, blushing fiercely.
"Yes Ron?"
"Never mind." He said quickly, and walked back to the Boy's Dormitory. Hermione was puzzled, and went back to studying for her O.W.L's. After working for a few hours, she closed her books and went down to have dinner with the rest of the school.
"Hi Hermione! Pull up a chair!" Harry was gobbling down some steak. Hermione smiled. At least she still had one friend who was still nice to her. Hermione helped herself to some Yorkshire pudding.
"Have you realized Ron has been acting strangely?" Harry asked her.
"What do you mean?" Hermione tried to hide the fact she turned his best friend into a girl.
"Well, I think there is something wrong with him. His voice is all squeaky and he was very pale today."
"Maybe he got helium intoxicated." Hermione said, quickly.
"Maybe." Harry said. Hermione could tell he was thinking hard. She finished her dinner as quick as she could and went back to the Gryffindor tower.
Ron was sitting on a couch, looking into the fire. He looked up when Hermione walked him.
"Ron? Please talk to me." Ron looked at her. "What do you want to talk about?" He said coldly.
"I already said I was sorry."
"Sorry isn't enough."
"I know that. Please, I didn't mean to. I lost control of myself. Besides the 3 Unforgivable Curses, that was the worst spell I knew and I was just so angry. Remember when Malfoy made me angry and I slapped him across the face?" Ron didn't say anything, but Hermione thought she saw a hint of a smile across his face.
"I understand." He finally said.
"So are we still best friends?" Hermione asked, hopefully.
Ron thought for a moment. "We will be once this spell wears off."
"Then just normal friends?"
Ron sat, thinking for a while. "All right."
Hermione breathed a sigh of relief. All was well. Ron was still going to be her friend. Their friendship didn't change. She then remembered something. "Ron, what were you about to tell me right before I left for dinner?"
"Oh, that." Ron said, reddening. "Could I borrow a bra or two? I keep feeling pressure when I walk."
****End of Chapter2**** My note: Not EVERYONE will know Ron is a girl. His hair did not grow longer, and the Hogwarts robes are so thick it conceals all. But a couple embarrassing things may happen to him.
Authors Note: You really like it! Starts to sob in happiness Okay, I will have much longer chapters after this. Now back to the story
****Chapter 2***
Furiously, Ron made his way down the Gryffindor Tower. He, or rather she, had to go to Transfiguration next. He was still in shock from what had just happened. He gave his arm a good pinch, and unfortunately, it hurt. This meant it DEFINITELY was not a dream.
"Today, we'll try transfiguring owls into quills." Professor McGonagall said, handing each student a school owl. Ron and Harry worked at the same table, though Ron was too upset to talk to Harry.
"What's wrong?" Harry asked.
"Hm? Oh, nothing." Ron said in his higher voice. Ron was much too embarrassed to tell Harry what had happened. He was so worried he changed his owl into a peacock, though he was never good at Transfiguration, anyway. He always found himself jealous of his friend. His friend didn't get changed into a girl. His friend was a famous kid who managed to do well in everything, be loved by everyone, and was rich. When Transfiguration had ended, Ron still hadn't changed his owl to a quill, and received bottom marks.
Ron suddenly felt like he had to go to the bathroom. He went to the boy's bathroom, only to remember he couldn't use the urinals. He went into the stalls where only number 2 was done. He already hated being a girl already, and it was only the second hour. He sat on the toilet and cupped his head into his hands, worried about what the next 3 months may be like.
"Do you hear that?" A voice asked another from outside his stall.
"Hear what?"
"The sound of somebody peeing."
"Yeah, so? This is the bathroom."
"Of course, Goyle. Don't tell me you are such a moron. The thing is, try to listen for where the sound is coming from."
"The stalls!" Goyle said.
"Absolutely! There must be a girl in the boy's bathroom!"
Ron froze. If that was Goyle, the other person must have been either Crabbe or Malfoy. This definitely was not what he expected. Maybe he should wait until they left, then he could come out.
"Let's wait for the stall to open, so we can see who she is." The first person said.
"Good idea." Goyle said.
Ron sat there for about 5 minutes. Still, Goyle and the other boy didn't leave yet. Ron now started to panic. He would be late to his next class, potions! Snape would definitely deduct a lot of points from his house, and Goyle and the other Slytherin would get through unharmed.
"How come nobody came out yet?" Goyle asked.
"Maybe it was just the sound of running water." The first boy tried to open the stall door, though it was locked. "Okay, somebody is definitely in there."
"Maybe it is a first year who got lost, and went into our bathroom instead." Goyle said.
"Don't be stupid, Goyle. Of course not. If it were a first year, she would have seen the urinals and guessed it was not the girl's bathroom. Let's keep on waiting, she shouldn't be in here forever. Maybe it is some first year Mudblood."
All right. If the person used the term Mudblood loosely, then that meant the first boy was DEFINATELY Malfoy. Ron checked his watch. Four Minutes Until Potions, it said. Ron sighed. Now this was going to be the most embarrassing moment of his life. Ron got up and unlocked the door. Malfoy and Goyle were staring at him, surprised.
"What are you looking at, you perverts?" Ron asked, and walked as quickly as he could out of the bathroom, blushing to the roots of his hair.
Luckily, Ron made it to Potions in time, and Malfoy and Goyle came in 5 minutes late, though Professor Snape paid no attention to him. It was lucky that Malfoy would sound like a pervert if he had told what happened at the bathroom, so he kept his mouth shut, though he and Goyle tried to see what was going on with Ron, craning their necks to look at him, trying to piece things together.
Like every other Potions class, Snape deducted 10 points from Gryffindor and added 40 points to the Slytherin house for no reason. Neville had messed up his potion again, and it started bubbling a sickly greenish yellow, though it should have been a milky lavender.
After Potions, Ron had practically flew back up to the Gryffindor Tower. As he ran up and down, he felt his chest hurt a little from bouncing. When he turned the corner, he realized that Hermione was already there, with huge piles of books covering her table, busy scribbling on a piece of parchment. Ron chose to ignore her, he couldn't forgive her for what happened. Ron was about to leave when Hermione looked up.
"Hi Ron." She said cheerfully. Ron chose to ignore her. "Ron?"
"Leave me alone, Hermione."
"I'm sorry about what I did, Ron. I just lost control. You made me so upset."
Ron turned around, with a face so fierce she shrunk back a little. "YOU WERE UPSET! BIG DEAL! LOTS OF PEOPLE GET UPSET! I HAVE TO BE STUCK LIKE THIS FOR 3 MORE MONTHS! AND ALL THIS BECAUSE OF A FEW WORDS THAT ACCIDENTALLY SLIPPED OUT OF MY MOUTH!"
Hermione's eyes grew wide. "I'm sorry." She whispered, close to tears. Ron turned around and stormed away to the boy's dormitory. She never knew Ron could lose his temper like that. She slightly regretted what she did, though she still thought she should punish him for saying stuff about girls. He needed to learn his lesson.
"Ahem." Hermione looked up to see Ron at the doorway, blushing fiercely.
"Yes Ron?"
"Never mind." He said quickly, and walked back to the Boy's Dormitory. Hermione was puzzled, and went back to studying for her O.W.L's. After working for a few hours, she closed her books and went down to have dinner with the rest of the school.
"Hi Hermione! Pull up a chair!" Harry was gobbling down some steak. Hermione smiled. At least she still had one friend who was still nice to her. Hermione helped herself to some Yorkshire pudding.
"Have you realized Ron has been acting strangely?" Harry asked her.
"What do you mean?" Hermione tried to hide the fact she turned his best friend into a girl.
"Well, I think there is something wrong with him. His voice is all squeaky and he was very pale today."
"Maybe he got helium intoxicated." Hermione said, quickly.
"Maybe." Harry said. Hermione could tell he was thinking hard. She finished her dinner as quick as she could and went back to the Gryffindor tower.
Ron was sitting on a couch, looking into the fire. He looked up when Hermione walked him.
"Ron? Please talk to me." Ron looked at her. "What do you want to talk about?" He said coldly.
"I already said I was sorry."
"Sorry isn't enough."
"I know that. Please, I didn't mean to. I lost control of myself. Besides the 3 Unforgivable Curses, that was the worst spell I knew and I was just so angry. Remember when Malfoy made me angry and I slapped him across the face?" Ron didn't say anything, but Hermione thought she saw a hint of a smile across his face.
"I understand." He finally said.
"So are we still best friends?" Hermione asked, hopefully.
Ron thought for a moment. "We will be once this spell wears off."
"Then just normal friends?"
Ron sat, thinking for a while. "All right."
Hermione breathed a sigh of relief. All was well. Ron was still going to be her friend. Their friendship didn't change. She then remembered something. "Ron, what were you about to tell me right before I left for dinner?"
"Oh, that." Ron said, reddening. "Could I borrow a bra or two? I keep feeling pressure when I walk."
****End of Chapter2**** My note: Not EVERYONE will know Ron is a girl. His hair did not grow longer, and the Hogwarts robes are so thick it conceals all. But a couple embarrassing things may happen to him.