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5. Fleur goes for a shower/bath

4. Fleur's French Alps

3. Harry gets shrunk by his magic

2. Harry Potter Universe-intro

1. The Drafting Board

Fleur's massive fingers worked to undo the buttons on her blouse

on 2018-04-12 02:40:06

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AN: From interactive "Fanfiction Gender Change", chapter originally written by Mr.George


Harry's mind raced, as more and more of the blouse was unbuttoned. In a flash, it was pulled away entirely, giving him a fascinating view. There were four naked Beauxbatons girls relaxing in the marble tub.

He decided, honesty, transparency, and complete embarrassment was the only way a Gryffindor should behave.

"Er.. Hi." he squeaked, his tiny voice inaudible. Although his presence didn't remain hidden. Even a shrunken boy in a girl's bra draws attention.

One of the other students, raised a hand, water pouring down her arm, cascading from her elbow, and flowing down her chest. Harry fought every instinct not to stare... and failed.

A shriek went up, and in an instant, he was plucked free from Fleur's imprisoning bra.

Peering intently, she tried to make out who she held between her thumb and forefinger. The wand in her other hand, looked immense to Harry, like she was pointing a telegraph pole at him.

"H.. Harry?" she said, her minty breath swirling around him.

He would have nodded or shrugged, but was held too tightly for that.

Restoro...

He squeaked, his voice flustered, as he looked from Fleur's mountainous orbs, desperately trying to keep eye contact.

Slipping from her fingers he fell towards the floor. As he fell he grew, landing heavily he knelt their on one bent knee, as the spell restored him to his full size. Alas for Harry, or his dignity, in his haste, he miscast the spell, mispronouncing it.

His clothes remained the same doll size, and their tattered fragments decorated the floor like abandoned rags.

Keeping his back firmly to the girls in the bath. Girls who seemed more amused than anything, certainly more amused than Harry felt. He covered his crotch with his cupped hands.

"Quel joli cul." one soprano voice observed behind him. A flurry of giggles followed, and Harry flushed as red as a Weasley.

"I.. I didn't mean to..." nodding towards Fleur's cleavage, just made him turn even deeper red. "Err... err... Thanks for the soft landing." his joke fell flat even as he spoke.




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