A/N: Stupid homework. This weekend I didn't get as much, so I'm updating now. I wanted to update every day, like the last LGH, but I just don't have the time. Happy Readings!

Chapter Six: Model Students

Once they were all calmed down, they continued on, although Harry occasionally glanced downwards with a feeling of loss.

"I didn't really like you like you, Ha – Holly," Ron said, blushing and laughing nervously.

"Good," Harry said thankfully. He knew Ron was lying, but he was trying to pretend that he wasn't. Ugh. Bad... mental... pictures...Harry thought, cringing.

"I'm just glad we found out before anything got serious," Hermione said.

Ron shot Hermione a glare.

"So when do you change back?" Hermione asked, ignoring Ron's evil eye.

"I don't know," Harry said helplessly.

Hermione sighed, deep in thought. "There must be some kind of antidote."

Harry and Ron counted down the seconds until Hermione announced they'd all have to go to the library. Three... two... one... They thought, grinning.

"We'll have to go to the library," Hermione announced.

:::::At the Library:::::

Ron was reluctantly pouring over a huge, yellowing book. "Hermioneeeee, we're never gonna fiiiind it," he whined.

"Ron," Hermione said sharply. "That's a cookbook."

"Oh," Ron said, and put it back on the shelf.

They had indeed gone to the library, and were trying to find something to change Harry back to, well, Harry.

"I remember reading this book..." Hermione said faintly, thinking hard.

"What else is new," said Ron.

"Harry, can – "Hermione started.

"Holly!" Harry hissed, glancing around the room.

"Sorry," she apologized. "But, can you go over to that woman over there and ask her if she know where to find books about gender-switching?"

Holly nodded, and walked over to where the woman was, who looked in her twenties, was sitting at a table, writing in a notebook.

"Excuse me," Holly interrupted. "Could you help me and my friends with something?"

She looked at her, and her jaw dropped.

"Only if you help me with something," she said.

"Um, alright," Holly said.

The woman stood up. "I'm Nancy Castlie, and I'm looking for a fresh face. Something... old, but still something new..."

"... Something borrowed, and something blue?" Holly suggested.

Nancy let out a loud laugh. "The girl's got wit, too! I'm looking for someone who'd be perfect."

"For what?" Holly asked.

She smiled. "I'm an agent, and I want to know if you're interested in modeling!" she exclaimed eagerly.

Holly choked, even though there was nothing in her mouth to choke on. "What???"

"You've got the eyes, the nose, the ears, the hair... well, maybe not the hair, but we can fix that, easily," she said. "So? What do you think?"

"I'm not interested," Holly stated.

"Hey Holly, heads I win, tails you lose," Seamus said.

"Shut up!" Holly shouted, tugging at her hair.

"Holly, what's –"Hermone said.

"Who's –"Ron chimed in.

Everyone started talking at once, and full sentences couldn't be heard.

"- Modeling would -"

"- Who's she-?"

"- Shut up!!"

"-Pick one-"

"- I thought you-"

"-Why-"

"-You-"

"-Model-"

"-Topless!" a foreign voice cried.

Everyone stopped shouting.

"Now that I've got you're attention," said Malfoy, smirking proudly. "I'd like to ask what the hell is going on?"

Nancy gasped. "Why, this school is crawling with models!"

"What are you talking about?" Malfoy asked.

Nancy Castlie smiled ear to ear. "You're both hired!"

Holly choked again, and found what he was actually choking on. "Wow, and all this time I thought I swallowed that piece of gum,"

"I can see it now! You'll be on all the magazine covers!" Nancy exclaimed gleefully.

"I will?" Malfoy said.

"You both will!" she said.

"I don't want to be a model!" Holly yelled.

"Why not just me?" Malfoy asked. "I'd be perfect. You wouldn't want her." He said, gesturing to Holly.

For once in his life, Harry was thankful that Malfoy was so selfish.

"Nonsense! You'll both model for me, and you'll both be stars!" Nancy said.

Malfoy saw the look on Holly's face. "Aw, come on. It can't be that bad. You'll be with me?"

Ron raised an eyebrow. "Malfoy, she's already thinking of killing herself." He said.

"Come with me, my fresh-faced friends," Nancy said, leading them away.