Chapter Three

"Ask your damn brothers..." Harry growled. Her green eyes harboring rage.

Ron, who had been distracted by his best friend's transformation could not speak.

"This can't be permanent right?" She whispered. "I can't be a woman..."

"Maybe we should get Hermione." Neville suggested.

"NO!" The others screamed.

"And why not?" Harry asked, irritation lacing her voice. "I can't be walking around the dorm naked can I?"

She could see the reddened cheeks of her roommates. This couldn't be any worse. Her clothes are loose and she does not even have the proper underwear. And her stomach was in pain. The tightening knot made her body feel extremely hot.

And though she feels as though she could have a moment of privacy in the Wizarding World -right now- she knew the news would spread in less than an hour. Because who would really care for the life of one Harry Potter.

She wanted to scream some more. She wanted to cry. And most of all she wanted to eat chocolate.

"Couldn't your brothers be normal for once?" Her thoughts went to the Weasley twins. And their stupid grins.

Ron laughed lightly. "No."

Isn't that a shame?