AN: From interactive "Fanfiction Gender Change", chapter originally written by Mr.George
Luna watched intently, as the changes progressed. She was taking mental notes, in case she wanted to use this spell at some future time. Besides, she enjoyed the sight of Harry's hair, already a wild nest, now still as wild, but bouncing off his shoulders.
None of the Gryffindors, or anyone else was aware of the changes happening in their midst. Luna wasn't sure how slow the changes were going to be, magical changes were more obvious when they were faster and gave their target less time to adjust.
It looked like Harry had shifted his seating, but to Luna he was now a couple of inches shorter. She also thought that his shirt was looking silker, and starting to hang differently.
She dropped her gaze lower, and through the forest of legs, she spotted the receding skirt retreating up Harry's legs. Legs that themselves, were rather smooth and evoked some mild envy in Luna.
She adjusted her spectrespecs she took in Harry's face. His lips were fuller, poutier and more feminine than androgenous. His lashes also looked longer, and fluttered more extravagently. The whole shape of his face was tending towards Romilda's, now. As Harry sat forward, there was a shifting surge.
Luna blushed, as Harry's bust crashed forward, apparently he was now female, and not wearing a bra. The colour and shape of her nips, very visible to the Ravenclaw.
Surely, Romilda wouldn't be out in public without a bra. Surely, it was still waiting to transfigure into place.
A giggle escaped Luna's lips as she recalled when she'd first heard Romilda's name mentioned. She'd been trying to sneak a love potion to Harry Potter. The thought of finding himself in her body, made her giggle.
Taking in Ron and Hermione she was glad to see that neither of them had noticed they were now talking to a girl. Oblivious to Harry's new look, and even her softer voice. She breathed a sigh, when she spotted the frilly cups of a bra pressing against Harry's blouse. The thought of Harry's bust would probably reduce Ron to a blubbering wreck. There wasn't much more than a residual trace of magic around Harry, and Luna was sure the changes were complete.
Delicately dabbing her lips, Harry excused herself. She too was oblivious, but soon to find herself waking to a very new situation.
