Harry walked the long winding corridor's from the Gryfindor common room to Snape's office, dreading all the while the scheduled encounter with his least favorite teacher. An impenetrable cloud of doom seemed to hover above and follow him as he walked alone and in silence.

To a certain degree of relief he had discovered Hermione right in her assessment that the curse was triggered by warm and cold water, and thus maintained a small remnant of his dignity as he trotted the last few halls to the potion master's office, though it didn't help that his hair was still so long that it fell down his back in long straight locks. He had managed as best he could and simply tied it back with a piece of cord.

As he found himself reviewing the day in his mind, he kept thinking how amazing it was to him the differences between the two genders that he was sure not many people ever had the misfortune of discovering. He wasn't sure if he'd ever get used to that side of himself.

He found the office of his foreboding and destination and came to a stop just outside the doors hesitant to knock; yet all the same wanting with all his might to get this over with. Snape was ruthless. It was made worse by the tiny incident not too long ago where Snape had discovered Harry browsing through his worst memories, all thanks to Dumbledore's pensieve. This was not likely to be a pleasant experience.

Harry finally knocked.

"Come," was the simple response he received, and he pushed through the doors into Professor Snape's office.

"Well Potter, so good to see Ms. Granger has explained to you the properties of the chromosonal potion." Snape remarked upon seeing Harry was again male. "I hope it wasn't too difficult to get your head around." He sneered.

"You wanted to see me," Harry asked trying to ignore the goading Snape was attempting. He was sure Snape would just love even more reason to slap more detention time on him.

"Yes Potter, have a seat."

Harry took a seat opposite to Snape and waited with baited breathe for Snape to begin.

"I assume Ms. Granger explained to you the finite details of what makes her potion so interesting?" Harry nodded feeling his anger well up as he noticed the flick of a smile this topic seemed to generate. "Anything you want to ask me?" Snape finally asked.

Harry thought a moment and realized indeed there was something he wished to ask despite his dislike of Snape. "Is there any way at all to cure this?"

"None," Snape answered with a grin. "Perhaps now you'll be a bit more cautious before you decide to play around in my class."

"There's got to be some sort of way?" Harry pleaded swallowing his pride in the face of Snape who he could tell was enjoying every minute of this.

"No Potter there isn't, if there were, despite my feelings on the matter I would have already procured you one."

Harry could feel his last grain of hope draining away, and it made it all the worse that this was exactly something Snape could take real pleasure in.

"Now for your detention," Snape said as he reached behind his desk.

"It was Malfoy who made Neville's potion blow up!" Harry snapped furiously.

"I don't want to hear your pathetic excuses. It's fine time you reap the rewards of your own foolishness." Snape's face contorted in anger at Harry's outburst and upon seeing no further argument pulled a bundle of clothing from behind his desk.

"What's this?" Harry asked feeling his gut clench in dread.

"Your new uniform," Snape said with a smile. "You're going to wear this for a week."

Upon closer examination Harry could see why Snape was taking so much joy in this; the uniform was a girls. "I can't wear this!" He said outraged. "You can't do this!"

"You can and you will!" Snape answered. "I have the full support of the head mistress, who urged me to make it a permanent sentence. And believe me Potter, I only declined as I'm sure you'd eventually enjoy it."

Harry could feel his blood boil in anger, "I'm not going to spend an entire week as a girl!" He spat.

"Fine," Snape snapped. "Do as you wish, however you –will- wear that uniform! Oh and one other thing, you have been banned from the boys dormitory. Your stuff will be relocated to the girls.

Harry found himself incapable of speech. This was madness! How could he possibly sleep in the girls' dormitory? Snape wouldn't get away with this if Professor Dumbledore were here! Harry so wished the headmaster would return. This was a nightmare!

"Now get out of my sight, Potter! And if I find you attend even one class without wearing that uniform I will seriously consider Headmistress Umbridge's request."

Harry snatched up the uniform and stormed out of Snape's classroom. He was so furious he didn't know what he was going to do.