SalanderLara was practically flying from the 4th floor, rushing down corridors and leaping down steps, feeling the odd transformations starting to grip her body. She skidded into the Potions classroom just as she heard the clock tower go off, turning her head back just as it signaled the start of the next hour. And thats when she felt that the long hair was gone, hand going up to her head and gripping the short, straight cut that was his familiar hair.

He neared the cauldrons just as the residual transformation faded away. Now he was back-- height, weight, body structure, everything. He looked into that mirror that once had Lara staring back at him. Now it was his own mug, snarky smirk and all.

Except he was still in a skirt, too small now to barely cover his modesty. Yikes!

He grabbed his wand and hurriedly transformed the skirt back into pants, then did the same for his shirt. He glanced back at the door, wondering where Lara was. What if she was also transforming like him halfway in the middle of the school? Did she fall over steps from the pants that was increasingly too big for her? He hoped not, he didnt want her hurt after all.