Polyjuice Mayhem

Lurking in the shadow of a suit of armor, Harry and Luna watched themselves run off different ways down the hall. Harry said to Luna, “We are bad.”

“Yes we are,” said Luna. “They are destined to be together. They don’t know who is who so they will look hard for each other and find they knew each other all along. Since we are the ones who told them about Ron and Hermione, they will be looking to us for answers shortly. I think it is best we feint ignorance.”      “I hope at least, they will have some happiness in their lives.”

Luna grabbed Harry by the front of his robes, “And so shall you Harry Potter!” She kissed him long and softly pulling deep emotions from his suffering soul.

“I can’t include you in my life Luna. I am bound for a terrible destiny. It would not be fair to you to ask you to witness my demise even if you loved me.”

Luna grabbed Harry closer to her. Looking deep in his eyes she replied, “It is not your decision Harry! If I wish to share you destiny no matter how desperate, you have no say so in the matter.” She bent him over backward drawing away all his reservations with the sheer passion of her kiss. Releasing him she stated, “We will hear no more of if I am to share your life or not. You are mine!” and she danced away running to her dormitory door leaving Harry stunned.

At the next meeting of Dumbledore’s Army Harry made an announcement. “Tonight we have a visitor.” Opening the door, he let in Draco Malfoy. All the people in the room got quiet. Half of them pulled out their wands. “Draco would like to join our little band and learn to defend himself against the Dark Lord.”

“What do we have here?” sneered Draco, “A rag tag band of misdirected purebloods, some mixed bloods, and of course the scourge of the wizarding world, mudbloods!”

Angry voices broke out in complaint.

Harry silenced the crowd with his hands. “This is part of my plan to annoy the real Draco. This Draco is really Ron.” Draco/Ron took a bow. “If you don’t believe me, you will have to wait a while until he can transform back into his real self. Meanwhile here is my plan. If there are any problems or improvements to the plan, please feel free to discuss them.” Harry went through his plan systematically.

After a while Ron touched him on his arm. “It is time Harry.” With a flourish, Ron returned to his real body. He then wandered around the room to convince the members that it was really he.

Colin spoke, “That was amazing Harry. I think your plan will actually work.” The rest of the room was caught up in the possibilities.

Luna came and stood next to Harry. “Revenge in not really your style Harry. I think you have another motive for this meeting.”

“Luna, you keep amazing me. You are quite perceptive. I needed something to draw Dumbledore’s Army together in a common cause. It will help to train us for larger missions. Draco is universally disliked. He has been evil to almost everyone in this room. He is the focus for the training. He supplies the motivation to the others and it will be fun for him to suffer some of the humiliation he has so graciously awarded so many others.”

“When do we start?”

“Monday, that will give us the rest of the weekend to prepare.”

As the meeting broke up, Neville and Ginny escorted each other back to the House of Gryffindor. They engaged in deep conversation about the ruin of Draco. Ginny made some rude suggestions on what they should do to him. Neville disagreed. “There you go Ginny thinking about making a rash move without thinking of the consequences. You should try to think more about what you do and how it affects others.”      Ginny stopped and looked shocked. “There was someone else who said that to me recently, Harry Potter in fact!”

“Well you should listen to him. He is correct in his evaluation.”

“Are you sure it was Harry who came up with that evaluation?” accused Ginny her hand on her hip.

Neville was all flustered. “Offff course I am sure. I think.” Neville put his hand on Ginny’s cheek. “Ginny don’t be mad at me. It is the way you are and I accept that.”

Ginny softened her voice, “Neville you are a good person you just lack confidence. I was not accusing you of anything, I just heard that from someone else lately.”

    Neville looked around as if thinking and then looked in Ginny’s eyes. “Ginny, I really like you!” he said huskily. He moved his hand down her cheek to her neck and then traced a finger down the front of her chest between her breasts.

“So it was you who was Harry!” accused Ginny. “Only one other time has a man done that to me.”

Neville looked at her with understanding in his eyes. “I have only done that with one other girl. One who I thought was Luna, but later I knew with my heart wasn’t. I am in love with that girl, but I do not know who she is.”

“The man I met that night, I fell in love with. He was not Harry. He is a nice person who cares greatly for others.”

Neville moved closer to Ginny and gathered her in his arms. “I know who that girl was that night.”

Ginny answered gently, “And I know who was that boy.”

Neville kissed her fiercely and she responded in kind.

“You big lumbering ox, I love you!” she murmured.

Over the next week, Draco was quite busy. He managed to offend just about everyone who wasn’t in Slytherin. The girls in the school were the most the angry with him. He would accost them in the halls and pinch their behinds. Angry screams and a resounding slap would normally follow. Harry kept track of the real Draco with his marauder map. The teamwork of the DA was excellent. Teams would set up a scene ensuring nonmembers would view the action. Ron was superb. The girls complained he really pinched hard. He replied to them, it has to be realistic. Nursing a slightly swollen face, he mumbled the girls don’t have to hit so hard. It has to be realistic the girls responded.

Draco was beside himself. “Someone is trying to discredit me. Half the girls I have been accused of groping, I would not even approach as if I was that desperate. The others are mudbloods and not even worth my glance. I bet I know who is behind all this. I bet it is Potter. Even my girlfriend doesn’t believe me. Pansy slapped me for groping Hermione Granger, as if I had any notions towards that mudblood. It wasn’t me. Crabbe, Goyle we need to capture this impostor and show these clowns it wasn’t me.”

Stewing over the situation, Draco was deciding his course of action when an owl dropped a letter in his lap.

“Meet me at four o’clock in my office,” Professor Snape.

“Ah! Snape had a clue to what is going on. He is the head of the Slytherins, he will help me find the imposter!” thought Draco.

At four o’clock Draco and his bullyboys, Goyle and Crabbe, knocked on the door of Snape’s office. “Draco come in here,” an oily voice said. “Leave your thugs in the hallway.” As Draco entered the room, the fire in the hearth silhouetted Snape. His back to Draco, an orange flame fluttered shadows around his greasy hair. “So how is my favorite student doing? I hear you have been quite active with the female students in this school. What might be the intent of your transgressions?” Spinning around quickly, Snape stared at Draco making him a little nervous. “So Draco Malfoy what is going on in your little world that you might bring shame on the House of Slytherin?”

“Professor,” Snape always liked being called that, “I have done nothing. I believe there is a plot a foot to discredit me. There is only one person I know of who would do such a thing.”

“Ah yes! the boy who would not die. Potter I presume.”

“Of course, he has never liked me as much as I could do to help him. I believe he is assuming my looks to discredit me with his antics. Have you any suggestions?”

“Sit down in that chair Draco,” said Snape with a softer voice. “I will have to investigate. It will be painless and you will not do anything you would not do normally.” Taking out a crystal, Snape started swinging it in front of Draco. “Concentrate on the crystal and listen to my voice. I will find out shortly if you are telling the truth.”

Wanting to remain in Snape’s good graces Draco complied.

As Draco’s eyes followed the swinging crystal Snape spoke softly, “You are getting sleepy. You are asleep.”

Draco’s head dropped to his chest.

“Bark like a dog.”

Draco responded with a series of sharp barks.

“Yes, you are doing well Draco.” Snape went over to him and placed several objects in the pockets in his robe. Giving Draco instructions, Snape spoke again. “You are innocent Draco, you have been grievously wronged by Lord Voldemort. Potter is not your enemy. You will not be able to speak for a half-hour. You will awake refreshed confidant in the knowledge that you will find your impersonator.”

“Crabbe, Goyle what are your doing here?”

Crabbe looked confused, “What do you mean Draco. We came up here to Snape’s office with you! You went inside! What are you doing out here?”

“You baboons, the impostor must be in Snape’s office. I have been with Pansy trying to explain it was not I doing the things, I have supposedly been doing. When the imposter comes out bind him and gag him with your wands. We will get to the bottom of this!”

As Draco exited Snape’s office, Crabbe and Goyle quickly subdued him.

“Let’s see what we have here,” the Draco went through Draco’s pockets. “Well, well, well. We have Harry Potter’s wand, his glasses, and a bottle of restorative as the label says. Let’s see what the restorative does shall we.”

The Draco on the floor, his eyes wild in fright, struggled against his bonds, trying to say something to Crabbe and Goyle.

“Crabbe release his gag. Goyle pour this potion into his mouth and make him swallow then gag him again. We shall see who is who.”

Crabbe and Goyle having done Draco’s bidding, the bound Draco slowly turned into Harry Potter.

“Caught you we have!” smirked Draco, “What might be a fitting punishment for an imposter bold enough to impersonate me!”

“We could beat him up,” said Crabbe nodding his head.

“No,” said Draco slowly, “that is too crude too simple. It is almost suppertime. I think we should strip him naked and let him run the length of the great hall while everyone laughs at him. It would be far more degrading than a simple beating.”

Crabbe and Goyle laughed and nodded. “Yes that would be great Draco.”

“Well you two, what are you waiting for, pick him up and lets sneak him downstairs to the Great Hall.” As they hurried off with Harry hanging between them, Professor Snape exited his office and hurried behind a tapestry where there was a hidden doorway.

Arriving at a side door to the great hall, Draco told Crabbe and Goyle to hold up Harry for a few minutes. “Let’s see now how are we going to do this to get the greatest enjoyment out of it.” Looking at his watch Draco said, “Harry, I would cover my privates and my face while you run if I were you. Crabbe, Goyle you two chase him down the hall to make sure he gets maximum exposure.” With a wave of his wand Draco stripped Harry and released his bonds and gag. “Now throw him out in the hall and chase him!”

As Harry backed out into the hall he was yelling something about his being Draco and Draco was the impostor. As Crabbe and Goyle started the chase Harry changed into Draco. All the eyes of the students were on the three of them. Draco was running and dodging benches and students with a pair of gorillas chasing him. Draco was screaming, “You idiots, don’t you know it is me. I am going to have to beat some sense into you when we get back to the common room.” As the threesome made it to the main doors of the Great Hall, the hall erupted in laughter and conversation. The Draco in the side doorway had disappeared.

Snape gazed down at the threesome and their antics. Unconcerned at Draco’s embarrassment he thought to himself, “That boy has been on a rampage lately if the rumors are true. Now he has even managed to annoy his most loyal friends. I may need to find another to lead the House of Slytherin.”

As Harry watched the fruits of his labors, he realized the bond of trials and friendship that had been created between the six friends. Looking up at the main table, he realized Dumbledore was watching him with a smile on his face and one eyebrow lifted. Dumbledore waved his finger no, no and grinned at Harry. Harry grinned back and nodded his head that he understood. Harry could see why Dumbledore was considered on of the greatest wizards living. He knew what Harry was up to all the time. As Ron joined the rest of them at the table, he and Harry joined their friends in their merriment.

That evening at the DA meeting Harry had each of the actors stand up and relate what had happened to them, what went wrong, and how they could improve their performance. It was a revelation for everyone.

Harry stood and faced the members. “The discrediting of Draco Malfoy was not the gist of this training, however it was the delicious gratification for a job well done!” The room erupted in applause. As the noise subsided, Harry continued. “There is a far more satisfying side to this plan. The members of DA were able to plan and execute a complex mission with out the knowledge of the rest of the school. The actors and actresses were under tremendous strain. They performed perfectly and deserve a round of applause!” The room rocked with the sound of admiration for those in the forefront of adversity. Things again quieting down Harry again continued. “The actors and actresses were the tip of the pyramid. The base was the rest of you. The ones who were look outs, the message carriers, and the ones who helped with the clothing and the teaching of mannerisms. The escape teams, whom thankfully we didn’t have to use and all the rest. You contributed and you made the mission successful. It could not have been done with out you. Give yourself applause!” The room again rocked with applause. Things finally calming down Harry spoke, “Dumbledore was aware of our plan in spite of no one telling him what we were doing. He is a very smart wizard. He was extremely pleased at our performance, but he is not inclined for us to continue a disruption of the school. This is understandable, as we are here to learn. Therefore, I propose that no further action be taken against Draco or anyone else we may be inclined to bother. We have many lessons to learn in our defense against the dark arts besides what we did today so let the lessons continue. Voldemort will not wait for us to be trained. But tonight we will just enjoy the nectar of our success!”

The crowd broke into groups of happy individuals discussing the events of the day. Butter beer flowed freely.

As Luna approached and stood by Harry, Harry noticed Ginny leading Neville up to him. Neville was hesitant, but Ginny was unyielding.

“Neville, you must tell Harry what you did!”

“I will Ginny. I am just not sure this is the right time.”

“You must Neville.”

Making up his mind, Neville approached Harry now almost dragging Ginny.

“Harry, we must talk. I have done something you must know about.”

“Calm down the two of you,” said Harry. “What is so important?”

“Harry, you know my animosity towards Draco. Well, I ah, I ah, added something to the spell I put on Draco. Here is what I did and what is going to happen.”

Harry listened attentively. When Neville was finished, Harry sighed. “Neville you have done the right thing by telling me this. You didn’t do anything wrong. You were caught up in the moment as you came up with a plan and carried it out. I am proud of you.” Slapping Neville on the back Harry continued. “I will make it right Neville; no one will be in trouble. You were an excellent Snape. We may have to use you again!”

Neville was relieved. “Thanks Harry, I was worried you would get in trouble.”

“Not at all Neville why don’t your rejoin the festivities. Would you mind if I hug Ginny?”

“Go ahead,” he smiled.

As Harry embraced Ginny he whispered in her ear, “You did well to have him tell me what he did. He is a great man. I have a lot of respect for him. Complement him for doing what was right. He will not disappoint you. By the way you have great hooters!”

Pulling away Ginny said, “He is a very good man. I was not aware how good till recently. I must thank you and Luna, but also be mad at you and Luna for making me realize that.

By the way my hooters are magnificent, but only Neville will know.” she said with a sly grin.

Harry grinned at the revelry and then turned and his face became grim. “Luna, I need to send Dumbledore a message quick. At this time of night, I would have to go to his tower and see him personally. I don’t however have the password to enter the tower. Do you have any suggestions?”

“Send him an owl Harry. Owls are very efficient and they will find him wherever he is. Why do you need to contact him?”

“Neville when he was portraying Snape added a little to the scenario. I don’t want Neville to get in trouble for this as I started it all. A letter is a good idea.” Gathering his quill and parchment and ink, Harry proceeded to write an explanation of what was going to happen to Draco on the morrow.

Reading it over Luna replied, “You have done a good job of clearing Neville of blame. Since you are the leader of this group, it is important you take the responsibility for the actions of the group even if you didn’t know what was going on. It is the mark of a true leader. It is interesting how a single event will trigger further events. An action begets a response and may generate further action and so on. Being a leader can get quite complex. Anyway I am here for you Harry,” as she put her hand on his shoulder and rubbed it.

Sealing up the letter, Harry asked her if she would accompany him to the owlery to send the letter. “We need to hurry!”

“Sure Harry.”

Harry spoke to Ron and Hermione. “A situation has arose I must take care of. Can you two take care of the others and ensure they make it back to their houses safely. I am depending on you.”

The two agree.

Making their way to the owlery Harry selected an owl and explained to it that it was an emergency. The owl grabbed the letter in its beak and took off. “Well that was quick,” thought Harry.

Luna was standing back in the shadows against the wall. “Oh Harry, it is cold up here. Why don’t you come here and warm me up?” she said with a silky voice.

Holding her arms wide, Harry sweep between them hugging her closely and they began to snog. Neither had any thoughts they had just the passion of their closeness to warm and sustain them.

Harry did not have any response from Dumbledore by that morning at breakfast. He turned to his friends. “Do you think we should kidnap Draco so no one else will see what is going to happen. I really don’t know what to do. Dumbledore won’t meet my eye and I got no response from him.”

“Calm down Harry,” said Hermione. “We are a team, if you get in trouble, we all get in trouble!” The others agreed. “We discussed it and if Dumbledore gave no response we decided to have the scenario proceed in its entirety. It will lead Draco’s suspicions away from you.”

Harry shook his head. He sighed, “I have created a monster. Still I thank you for your support.”

The owls started to fly in with the morning mail. Harry received a letter. A great noise disrupted the Slytherin table. Draco stood up on the table and started taking his clothes off. Crabbe and Goyle were beside themselves looking at everyone. They did not know what to do. Draco started hopping all over the tables with arms held to his sides like a chicken, scattering dishes, and food. Every so often he would lean back his head and howl like a dog. After about only a minute he stopped and looked down at himself. He covered up his privates and shouted at Crabbe and Goyle. “Get me down from here you idiots!” Crabbe and Goyle threw him a robe, grabbed him, and carried him out of the Great Hall.

Draco was incensed. “Why did you two let me make a fool of myself!”

Crabbe spoke up. “Draco, if you are Draco, we are not sure of who is who anymore. First you are Draco then you are Harry then you are Draco or so we think. We don’t know who you are.”

Goyle nodded in agreement. “Are you sure you are not Harry Potter in disguise?”

“I am Draco Malfoy,” Draco roared.

About that time Draco strolled down the hall, “Who do you have there Goyle?” Goyle looked confused and the Draco walked around the corner disappeared.

Another Draco came out of the Great Hall, and asked Crabbe, “What is the matter with you two, isn’t it obvious, that is Harry Potter in disguise!” He walked around the corner and disappeared.

Draco grabbed his two best friends by the necks and drew them to him. “This is a plot by Harry Potter I know it. I need to go back to the Slytherin common room and think about it.”

“It can’t be Harry Potter,” said Goyle. “He is in the great hall eating breakfast with his friends at Gryffindor. It must be someone else using your name and body to discredit you. Look through the door there.”

Draco looked through the door. “Yes,” he said with menace in his eye, “Harry Potter would be the obvious choice to discredit me, but what if it was someone else using my animosity towards him to get back at me. I must think about this. It would be so easy for me to assume it was Harry who was doing all this. Professor Snape spoke of Voldemort.”

As Draco exited the room, the Slytherins were all confused at what had just happened. The other houses slowly started laughing and then every one in the Great Hall broke out in raucous laughter that shook the very beams of the Great Hall. The teachers tried to look unapproving, but small smiles appeared under the hands that shielded their faces. Professor Snape just shook his head disgusted.

Harry looked down at the letter in his lap and sighed. He opened it.

“Dear Harry. Your message reached me before I went to bed. What you have managed to plan and carryout with the help the DA shows you have been developing excellent planning and leadership skills. You have developed these skills without the help of your teachers. The fact that you have accepted the consequences for both your actions and the actions of those you lead demonstrates rare leadership ability. I commend you and your friends for what you have accomplished. I have decided to let the final scenario proceed as planned and give you a little distress, to emphasize that no action is with out its consequences. You and your friends have accomplished much that will help in the battle with Voldemort. Enjoy your labors. Dumbledore.”

“What does it say Harry?” asked Ron.

Harry looked up at Dumbledore at the teacher’s table. “All of you ask Dumbledore,” said Harry.

As each of them looked at Dumbledore he smiled and nodded.

“He approves,” said Ron.

“Well,” said Harry with a long pause, “he allowed us this time, but I don’t think we should try again. I will have to inform the DA. The last two Draco’s sealed Draco’s confusion. I am sure my being here while they walked around changed his mind on my being the culprit. Perhaps it is good that there is no more polyjuice potion. It has had an energetic effect on all our behaviors that might be better if we all calmed down.”

As the week passed, it was revealed that Draco had started to tie himself with a rope to Crabbe or Goyle so that they would know it was he. He was still not sure who was who around him and he was constantly watching every one.

Friday at supper Harry received a note from Luna.

“If you are interested in some serious snogging, meet me at the Room of Requirement at eight o’clock.”

Harry took out the marauders' map and laid it out on his bed. He checked it over then left for the third floor. He was excited. As he approached the location of the Room of Requirement he noticed the door in the wall was opened just a crack. He stuck his lips to the crack and whispered, “Luna?”

Luna answered with a strange husky silky voice, “Come in Harry.”

Harry entered the room it had only a faint glow from the candles. “Harry,” Luna said from the shadows, “go into the bathroom and remove all but your robe. I will be waiting for you.”

Harry didn’t know what to think. He went into the bathroom and stripped naked under his robe. As he stepped out Luna met him with a strong hug and a passionate kiss. The lights in the room brightened. She was wearing just her robe and she was looking beautiful. Her hair was combed smooth with curls before each ear. Gold hoops graced her earlobes. Her eyes were attractively naughty and her lips were a deep beguiling red. Her robe hugged her curves revealing many delights. She hugged him again then held him at arm length. “Harry, I must ask you a favor,” she said looking down then back up at him.

“You are gorgeous to night Luna. What is it you wish?”

“I wish you to drink this potion while I drink mine.”

“What will the potion do Luna?”

“It will reveal how we think about each other. Are you ready? Close your eyes and drink.”

Harry took his glass of potion and downed it as an indication of trust. “Luna what do you have planned?” Harry transfigured. “Luna, I feel really different? Can I open my eyes?”

“Yes, open them. I believe I will need you glasses as everything is fuzzy.”

As Harry opened his eyes, the face he saw was the face he saw in the mirror each morning staring back at him. Since he could see fine, he handed his glasses to Luna. “What is the reasoning behind you wanting to look like me?”

“I wanted to see myself through your eyes, and for you to see yourself through my eyes.”

At that moment, there was a whisper at the door. “Harry, Harry are you in there?”

Luna quickly ran behind the door and Harry opened the door a crack, “Who is it?

“It’s me,” said Ron. “You left your map out on your bed and I put it up for you. What are you doing up here in the Room of Requirement by yourself?”

Harry opened the door wider and stuck his head out in the hall and looked both ways. “Ron, I am having a romantic evening. We would like to be alone.”

Ron looked totally confused then grinned, “Who might be the lady of choice?”

“A gentleman does not reveal the lady who is the object of his intentions.”

“Ok, said Ron, “I will keep your secret. Tell Luna she has nice hooters.”

Harry looked down and realized his robe had become unfastened and he was revealing a pair of moderate yet perky breasts. “Ops,” he exclaimed, quickly covering them with his robe. “Be gone Ron, I will talk to you later!” Harry closed and locked the door. With his back to the door he opened his robe and looked down. “What have you done to me Luna?” Harry heard laughter going down the hall outside the door.

Luna laughing wildly grabbed Harry and hugged him almost driving him to his knees. “Whoa Luna, if you are me and I am you, you are a lot stronger and heavier now. You will have to be gentler. I ask again, what have you done to me?”

“Well Harry, I wanted to know what it was like to have a boys body and I felt you should enjoy the same privilege and become a girl. When we first started brewing the polyjuice potion, you said that a boy would have a very difficult time portraying a girl because they are built different. I wanted to see the difference.”

“First, I will walk across the room and tell you what differences I feel as I move.” Throwing off her robe, she strode across the room. “My center of gravity is higher and it feels like it would be easier for me to fall down. It also makes me feel as if I could move faster.” She walked over to a heavy table and easily lifted the edge. “I wouldn’t have been able to do that if I was in my normal body.” Running her hands over her or Harry’s buttocks she said, “Hum very firm not soft, but I already knew that.” Patting her arms and shoulders she explained, “These are firmer too.” Slowly she ran her hands over his chest. “Ooh, Ooh, Yours are sensitive just like mine. I didn’t know that. By the way, how do you walk with this thing? Doesn’t it get in the way when you sit down?”

Harry laughed. “You get used to it. If you sit on it, you will know it right away, as it is very sensitive!”

“Now it is your turn Harry.”

Harry threw off his robe and waked across the room like he was used too. He almost fell on his face. Girls weight distribution was a lot different. Their center of gravity was lower and their hips were wider. They had to shift their weight differently in order to walk. No wonder they swished when they walked. They had to, not that Harry minded. Harry ran his hand over his or Luna’s buttocks and realized not only were the softer, but shaped a lot differently, probably because women walked differently. He ran his hands down his chest. The muscle underneath felt like his chest, but he had Luna’s other differences to contend with. She was right, hers were sensitive too. In addition, the rest was soft and squishy. He gave them a good shake. “Don’t these things get in your way Luna?”

Luna laughed. “You get used to them. Sometimes they get in the way, but most of the time you ignore them. By the way Harry, I have this urge. I think I need to pee. How do I do that? Do I sit down or what?”

“Go on in the bathroom and I will guide you through it,” grinned Harry.

Standing outside the door to the bathroom, Harry prepared to talk Luna through the fine art of voiding ones bladder.

“Stand facing the lou, aim, and relax, nature will take care of the rest.”

“Harry it is working, but it is spraying everywhere!”

“Grab it quick Luna, and point it towards the lou!”

“I grabbed it Harry, but it quit working.”

“Don’t squeeze it so hard.”

“Ah yes, Harry, that is much better. I am finished now. What do I do wipe it off like girls do?”

“No, just shake it till it is dry.”

“Harry, I like this. Ah Harry, some thing is happening. It is starting to grow. Oh yes that feels good.”

“Stop, said Harry in a panic, if the little fellow continues to grow you will lose all ability to reason!”

“Oh Harrrry, where arrrrre you, I am ready.”

Harry ran over and picked up his robe and ran back to the door of the bathroom. Placing his back to the wall, he thought to himself. “Crap, I am in trouble now. I am in a girl’s body with an uninhibited female sporting my little friend looking for me. Crap, crap, crap.”

Luna strode out into the room looking around for Harry. Harry sneaked behind her back into the bathroom and closed and locked the door with his wand. Sitting down on the lou he thought, “What have I got my self into!”

“Oh Harry, don’t you want to come out and play. You know I like you. I promise I won’t hurt you.”

“Luna, you have to get a grip on your emotions, calm down, and let your, my little friend calm down.”

“I have a firm grip on my little friend Harry and he wants to play!”

“Crap,” thought Harry, “looks like I will be stuck in the bathroom until the polyjuice potion wears off. Talk about role reversal. I have heard about women locking themselves in the bathroom to thwart the amorous intentions of their beaus. I didn’t think it would ever be me!”

Harry stood up and looked in the mirror over the lavatory. He smiled at himself and checked his teeth, and turned his head this way and that. Luna sure is pretty. He ran his fingers behind his ears, pushing Luna’s hair out of the way. He played with his ears for a minute. Those are sensitive; I will have to remember that when I am myself. Running his hands down Luna’s chest, he exclaimed, “Ouch! Those are sensitive I will have to treat them more delicately.”

Luna had taken to knocking on the door. “Harry, please come out. It is going to be hard to be romantic with you locked in the bathroom.”

“I will be out in a minute Luna. Please wait for me.”

Harry thought to himself, “I have only one place left of Luna’s to explore. Ooh! Ooh! That feels nice. Yes, that feels very nice. My tummy is getting all warm and I feel all squishy inside.

“Harry, please open the door. You know I love you. My little friend has gone asleep and I am speaking from my heart.”

It was too much. Harry turned and threw open the door. “Luna, I love you too!”

In total passion, their emotional state didn’t allow the concept of reality. They hugged each other and nuzzled each other’s necks. Drawing back, they kissed each other on the lips. They both drew back from each other sharply. Reality had returned.

Luna said, “That was like kissing me, not you Harry!”

“I agree Luna, that was a major bizarre feeling.”

The potion began to wear off and the two returned to their own bodies.

“There,” said Harry giving Luna a big hug and a big kiss, “now that feels right.”

Luna replied, “Yes that feels right. I guess we shouldn’t temp nature. We are what we are. We will never be the other. We are a package of mind, emotions, and body. There are too many differences to be other that what we are. Last one to the bed has to be on top and she flew to the bed and got under the covers. Harry slide under the covers next to her.

Running his hands up and down her body, Harry whispered in her ear, “Being you, I have found out a few things. Women are much more delicate and sensitive than men are and we must use care with them. He bent over her and started kissing her behind the ear and gently nibbling on her ear lobe.

“That feels nice Harry. Oh yes, that feels nice!” all of a sudden she rolled over on top of him and sat up. “I get to be on top.”

“I lost the race, I thought I was to be on top.”

“I changed my mind, a woman’s prerogative.” Looking Harry in the eye, Luna said, “Harry, I love you.’ He embraced her and they kissed with a deep and rich emotion.

Draco was paranoid, he saw other Dracos everywhere. He wouldn’t let Crabbe or Goyle let lose of his rope for anything. Harry just had to laugh.      Ron and Hermione were walking hand in hand. Ron and Hermione were holding secret talks in hidden corners of the castle. Ron and Hermione were caught snogging behind the bookshelves in the library. Ron and Hermione were caught snogging behind the plants in the green house. Ron and Hermione were happy with each other.