* Vanessa's P.O.V *
I threw the last of the lacewing flies into the cauldron, and watched it bubble, leaning against the stone wall of an unused dungeon.
Even now, a month after I had formed this brilliant plan, I was amazed at how I thought of it.
All I needed now was one last ingredient.
Hermione's hair.
***
"Hermione," I said, from behind her shoulder. Her head whipped out of yet another book.
"Hm?"
"You're hair is so pretty!"
"Erm...thank you."
"Mind if I braid it? While you read?"
"Oh...er...sure," she burried herself in her book again. I grinned smugly. It was all too easy.
In the dim fire light, I began to brush her hair with my fingers.
I heard her say "Ow" a couple of times.
"Sorry...smoothing it out..."
I picked her hairs from my fingers and stuffed a few in my pocket.
I braided her hair happily, giddy with my own cleverness.
"There!" I said, twisting the last hair so the braid stayed.
She looked up.
"What?
"I'm done."
"Oh, yes...thank you..."
I frowned.
"Good book huh?"
She looked up again, eyes lingering on the page.
"Oh, yes," she began to read again.
I smirked and sprinted up to my dormitory, careful to make sure I had the hairs still.
***
I took a flask, and filled it with the frothing potion.
I remembered the conversation I eavesdropped on, between Ron and Hermione.
I'll be back from the library at 7, maybe before that.
Okay, I'll be waiting in the classroom next to the common room.
I let one frizzy hair drop into the potion. It frothed, and turned a pale, pretty sky blue.
Despite it's appealing color, it tasted awful. I gagged as I felt it go down my throat.
Instantly, my skin began to bubble, my boobs shrik, my hair go backwards into my skull, I felt my face being twisted painfully, my teeth growing slightly, I felt hot and sweaty, my whole body burning and twisting, I felt like hot wax...
Then suddenly, it stopped. I lay on the hard dungeon floor, freezing as ice from the November weather.
I looked down at myself.
My clothes were fitting, seeing as they were too small before. My shoes were too big. I kicked them off, not caring. I looked at my watch. A half hour 'till seven.
I set off quickly, feeling the cold stone floor on my- Hermione's?- bare feet.
Now I was running at a sprint, careful to remember the way to the common room, not wanting to take any wrong turns.
I heard the distant, rumbling snores of the Fat Lady, and I sped up.
Finally, I reached the door to the empty classroom that resided by the Gryffindor Common Room.
I examined my reflection in the handle for a split second, still bewildered by it, before I opened the door.
Ron was sitting on a desk, staring at his watch.
"Hermione!" He said, smiling.
I looked behind me, bewildered.
Then I remembered I was Hermione.
"Er...hi." I said, hearing Hermione's voice, but not really knowing what she would say.
"I wasn't expecting you to be here for another fifteen minutes."
"Well you're here."
"True."
I grinned at him. It was almost like a dream come true. I pretended that I looked like me, that he loved me for me, not her.
He ran at me and picked me up, bridal-style.
"Man, I missed talking to you. N.E.W.T.S are taking up all our time, and it's barely November,"
"Ron," I began, imitating Hermione's scolding voice. "N.E.W.T.S are important!" Damn. I was actually good at this!
He rolled his eyes.
"Yeah, yeah. But so is spending time with you."
I smiled.
"I'm glad you think that." I said it like he had said that to me- the real me, not the Hermione me.
He pressed a kiss to my lips.
It was like a dream, his hands around my waist, mine around his neck, it was everything I had wanted from the moment I saw him. I knew Id be changing back soon, I had only taken a half-hours worth of Polyjuice Potion...
He ran his hands through my bushy hair, and I ran my tounge along his lips.
He tasted faintly of mint.
I loved it.
I wanted to stay here.
Slowly, I felt myself changing back, my boobs largening, my hair growing, but Ron didn't seem to notice, he kept kissing me. Right on plan.
I heard a shrill voice behind us.
"RON!" It was Hermione, hair bushier than normal, eyes red. I saw a tear roll down her cheek.
Ron mouthed soundlessly, like a gold fish.
"Hermione...but...I...she..."
Hermione burried her face in her hands and ran out.
"HERMIONE!" Ron yelled, sprinting after her.
I smirked.
My plan had worked.
***
Oh snap
Shiz just got real
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