She took a deep breath, staring into the mirror. Her jaded emerald eyes looking back at her. 'It's just hair, Harriet. You don't need it.' She muttered this to herself as she picked up the scissors. 'You're not Harriet anymore. You're Harry.' She -he- corrected firmly. He took a fistful of long raven hair and hacked it off with a satisfying snip. It fell into the sink, prompting a smile from Harry's face. -------- TW for eating disorder. Also contains homophobic and transphobic slurs and some cussing. I don't own any of the characters in this. They belong to JK Rowling.
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