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"Of course, mate!" Braeden assured his Ravenclaw friend as the curly-haired boy asked he take good care of him. But of course he would take good care of him! This was Theo - his Theo - they were talking about here! Brae simply could not allow a thing to happen to the precious boy. Even if technically he was still himself, just looking like his mate. But Braeden didn't understand that, he saw this as switching bodies completely.
The Gryffindork watched as Theo bravely plucked a curly hair from his head and let it fall into the potion. With curious eyes, Brae continued watching, silent and still as a statue, as the potion turn a light blue color. And soon he was being offered the first cup of Polyjuice potion.
Braeden eyed the cup curiously, as if expecting the potion to jump out at him, and brought a hand up to his lion's mane. "Ow!" He cringed as he pulled out a brown strand of hair and handed it over to his friend, who already had another cup ready. Once both boys were ready to take in their potions, Braeden lifted his cup and grinned. "Cheers!"
Without thinking about it twice, he gulped down the whole thing in a matter of seconds.
It tasted like dragon's breath after devouring a particularly tasty, roasted giant spider.
Theodore was too sure, at all, that Brae would be true to his words. When did Brae ever follow along with a plan? The Brae Way was no plan at all; that was how the Gryffindork usually accomplished most things. Sighing, staring at the dark brown hair in his palm, he dropped it into the second cup of polyjuice potion and waited and it bubbled up and changed colors. This one turned into a golden brown colors, and it smelled like... Theo wasn't at all sure. It was an amalgamation of different things... different foods that Brae had recently scarfed, maybe?
Bringing it reluctantly to his lips, Theodore took a hearty swig and forced himself not to through it up into an empty cauldron. It tasted like
jewnicorn unicorn poo that had been sprayed with hairspray... hairspray that was about a century out of date.
Placing the cup on the table, he waited. "I... I feel funny..." He muttered, placing a hand on his forehead and the other on the table to steady himself. It felt like his skin was crawling and like he was... growing? Maybe a few inches? His scalp seemed to be itching with the growth of new hair and everything felt strange. Turning to look over the shoulder of one of the girls in the room and at the mirror that she held, Theo gasped and brought a hand to his face.
He was now Braeden Stonem! He was now his beloved lion king! An expression of terror mixed with surprise appeared onto his face in a most un-Brae like expression.