AN: From interactive "Fanfiction Gender Change", chapter originally written by Mr.George
It was a weird night following a weird day for Hermione to wake her face inches from Harry's... or rather the witch who looked like Harry. The two were a tangle of limbs sharing the one bed. With a good night's sleep, her anger at the boys had faded.
Memories of the previous night flooded back, and a quick glance beneath the sheets confirmed that she had undressed for bed. Harry already snoring had lulled her into a false sense of security. The fully clad newest Gryffindor girl was still to familiar for her to feel naked in front of her. It was too easy to imagine that innocent sleeping face transforming into a leering visage.
Being carefully to slip from her still sleeping companion Hermione eased herself from bed. The chill of the castle dorm making her skin prickle in objection. Tiptoeing to her trunk, avoiding the creaking floorboards, she slowly opened it. Her gaze more focus on the sleeping girl in her bed.
Turning her attention back to the trunk, she gasped in horror. Her hand covering her mouth, as a soft moan came from the bed, and sound of sleepy protest, as Harry turned over in her sleep.
All her regular clothes, her underwear, her uniforms had vanished..... Worse was what had replaced them. All the underwear was slinky, a mix of satins and silks, stockings, tights, basques, corset, and somethings that made her shudder to imagine wearing. Plucking up a skirt, it was little more than a belt with a few inches of cloth as decoration. Holding it in place, against her waist, it was truly as short as it looked. Spreading her fingers to estimate the size, she guessed it was only about six inches of pleated material.
It was at this point, she spotted the scrap of parchment.
A present for the Present giver.
X X X
Ronni
The lurid green ink, only too familiar, and the hand writing confirming it. She'd helped with too much homework to fail at that.
