Rhonda, Hermes and Harriet

"Oh my gad," moaned Hermione. He looked down at his new body as Rhonda had done with terror. His worst phantasm had come true.

He was a he.

"HA! My gosh, look at you! He he! You're all hairy and stuff! So how is it Hermione? Or should I say... wait, what is the masculine form of Hermione?" Rhonda looked at Harriet for support.

"Hermes," gasped Harriet through all of her laughter. Tears rolled down her face until it was shining. Rhonda, who was laughing even harder, fell on the ground and rolled around.

"Just like Percy's owl! Hermes is quite a name you got there. You should be proud Hermes." Rhonda stopped her laughter abruptly and started to study Hermes closely. She circled Hermes.

"Bushy eyebrow, bushy hair, husky form, square jaw...gee Hermes, your shape ain't too bad. Do you have muscles?" Rhonda seized Hermes' arms and squeezed them.

"Geroffa me," Hermes mumbled, but was pleased at the attraction he gained from Rhonda. She stopped and smiled at him. Hermes found himself smiling back.

Wait a sec, this is Hermione! What the heck am I doing? He is very bulky though, and not so bad looking. I could get used to this. It will be a shame when we change back. No, what am I talking about? I can't wait until I'm back to normal. Being a girl is stewpod. Rhonda argued with herself in her mind.

"You guys, I'm kind of frightened at the thought of the other Griffindors seeing us like this. What could we do?" Harriet looked at the floor with false interest.

"Ginny," Rhonda said suddenly. Harriet looked up quickly, surprised.

"What about her?"

"Ginny will know how to deal with this. She's my sister." Rhonda walked away from Hermes and started up the girls' dormitory.

"Wait, you can't do that!" Harriet yelled after her.

"Oh yes I can. We're girls! Does that ring a bell?" Rhonda grinned mischievously.

"Ooh! Wait for me!"

The two climbed excitedly. They stopped at the closed door. Rhonda knocked pompously.

"Don't come in!" Ginny shouted. They heard another girl talking quietly in the background. The two laughed together rather loudly.

"Ginny, could you, and only you, come down and help us?" Rhonda tried to deepen her voice as best as she could. They could hear the silence that told Ginny was thinking.

"GINNY!"

"Yeah, just a minute," she shouted again. Rhonda and Harriet skipped down the stairs nervously.

"Hermes, Ginny will be down in a sec." Rhonda realized that Hermes was wearing a skirt and herself and Harriet were wearing pants. How humiliating for Hermes!

"You guys, don't try to force it on her, be calm. She will be surprised enough as it is. Okay?" Rhonda smoothed down all of their clothes, as if lack of wrinkles would tranquilize the situation. Harriet nodded obediently, but Hermes remained quiet.

"You ok, Hermione?" Rhonda looked into Hermes' brown eyes.

"Fine. You okay?" he mumbled.

"Oh, I'm okay. Thanks for asking," Rhonda said quietly. Hermes looked into her soul through the beautiful royal blue eyes. He could feel the liveliness and the estrogen in her soul. Then he heard someone romp down the stairs.

"WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?" Ginny fell backwards on her tush. She stared frighteningly at them all in turn.

"Ginny, we need your help." Harriet walked over and helped Ginny up. It was quite an effort; Harriet found she did not have as much strength as usual.

"Can someone tell me what's going on?" Ginny looked disgusted.

"Okay, okay. Hold your horses." Rhonda ushered them all to the long couch juxtaposed to the fire. Hermes hurried and sat down next to Rhonda. Once they were all seated, she began.

"Once upon a time..."