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Simon released the hair as Jacob took it from him, accepting the brunette's hair from him in return. The seventh year mirrored his action, adding the hair into the potion, the liquid reacting in response as the final chemical reaction or whatnot happened so it was ready to be drunken. "Not any better on this end," he commented, not even bothering to smell it, the appearance unappealing enough.
"Here goes," Simon replied with a mock salute of the vial taking a deep breath to steal himself before taking it and emptying it in one sip. The boy couldn't help coughing as he swallowed making a face. Setting down the vial, the Gryffindor leaned back against the table wondering how long they needed to wait for anything to happen.
Though it didn't take long in all honesty, the seventh year suddenly feeling off as the changes took place, causing him to lean a little heavier on the counter as he closed his eyes momentarily. Nothing too drastic for they were almost the same height. But soon enough the dirty blonde-haired Gryffindor Quidditch captain looked like the brunette Ravenclaw equivolent and he slowly opened his eyes back up to see the results on the other side.
Jacob felt... Weird. Like something in his body changed suddenly. It almost made him sick.
Jacob's hands seemed to be a different tone. He stretched his arms a little as his whole body was overwhelmed with a feeling... something he didn't know enough to describe it. Almost like his foot fell asleep, but through his whole body.
All at once he gained feeling back in his body, but it wasn't a good feeling. He felt off balance. Jacob pulled up his sleeves. Not only had his skin tone changed, but all his tattoos were gone... like completely vanished.
Suddenly another feeling came over him.
"I think I'm gonna heave!" he said, feeling very queezy.
"I think I need some air." He still wasn't sure what he actually looked like... but it was probably hideous.