Mmmhmmm. Right. Try to stay away from those people, Dallin. Both for good and bad reasons. If he ever found Simon on his way around the Castle, then changes were Simon will be able to see a difference, since he was pretty good at that.

But his Treyen self had nodded, rather unconvincingly too, but it was a nod. And so the real Treyen nodded in return. It was rather odd, truth be told, to be someone else, but the tallness felt slightly good.

One flick of his wand and to taps on his pants managed to make them longer. The sleeves, he didn't bother, they were covered by the Ravenclaw robes now. Wait, too complicated? Was being him too complicated? Treyen frowned at that thought, and all this time he thought he'd had it simple enough. "Okay. I'll avoid both Ellies. Should be easy enough," he'll try to avoid all Ravenclaws, just in case.

AH! He looked like a total mess. It wouldn't be difficult for others to see that that boy walking around the Castle wasn't him. Unless people started to think that the OWLs had gotten to the Lockhart boy. "In case you happen to find trouble, Prefects can't take points away," which was a shame, because he would've taken a few dozens out of Lola Jones that one time.

"So, we leave now, yes?" right? Like, him as Dallin, and Dallin as him. That was...pretty weird. But Treyen was still pulling Dallin away from the potions classroom. He wasn't leaving alone.

Blink.

Of course she was serious!

Did Evelyn honestly think she would have taken the time to actually untie the tie and hand it over to her if she was only joking!? It was SOO much work!

Frowning slightly at the way Evelyn was holding the tie, like it was diseased or something, Destiny waited until she placed it one the counter before picking it up and draping it around her neck. There was nothing wrong with it. It was clean, just stained! And it was only stained with chocolate.. Picking up her bag, she followed Evelyn to the exit, wobbling a little as she went. "Your legs don't work. And I am so hungry. And I am going to cut off all you hair if it tries to STRANGLE me again."

This was going to be one loooong hour.

Wearing an over-sized shirt and a loosened skirt from the upper hem, Louisa walked into the room. Vashti was older... and had this kind of body that Louisa didn't a bit 'swollen' and all and the thirteen year old wasn't going to risk tearing her original uniform up. She worked hard on enlarging the size of this one for the sake of Polyjuiced day. Going over to Vashti, she said hastily, "You're ready? Let's get it over with." With the free hand that wasn't holding her skirt, she handed Vashti the handkerchief that held her precious black hair.

Iris looked up at the boy. "I know..." He didn't feel like she felt like that, did he? Because that would be bad. "... The house points and the grades are more important to me right now, though." Yes. Iris WAS going to pretend to be Josh for a day, just for those house points. Looking at the boy, Iris frowned a little guiltily. "... It's not because I don't trust you, Josh." OK. That was a total lie... but that was irrelevant. "I just don't fancy the idea of being a bloke, much. I'm too girly." The Head Girl smiled at the Gryffindor. Even though she didn't like him that much, it didn't hurt to hide that fact a bit.

As he pulled out a couple of his hairs, Iris took them from him and nodded in thanks. She was starting to realise that the worst part about this homework was that she was going to be brunette. Ew. Looking at the hair, Iris dropped them into the potion; watching as it bubbled and dissolved the strands of dark hair. It turned a surprisingly pleasant colour, Iris had been expecting it to become a bogey green colour. But then again, Josh had proved to her several times that he wasn't as horrible as he liked to act sometimes.

Glancing at Josh, the blonde picked up the cup. "Well... Cheers, I guess," she said, before putting the polyjuice potion to her lips. Iris drank it quickly, before she had the chance to change her mind.

Eww... Not as nice as it looks.

Slowly, Iris felt her body changing. She could feel her hair retracting back into her head, and it was probably darkening, too. Her height shot up a few inches to Josh's height. That would be the least of her problems, though. Seeing as though the Head Girl wore heels frequently, the height would definitely be the least different thing about her. Owww... that hurts!! Maybe it would have been a better idea to change into a girl. Then there'd be less changes to her bone structure. Feeling her hips shrink, Iris grimaced. She was going to look TERRIBLE. Completely and utterly dreadful! Well, she wouldn't... because Josh was pretty good looking. (Hey, she's being honest!) The oddest thing as she was changing into Josh definitely had to be the muscles... They grew very quickly, and they felt really peculiar.

Well. Wasn't this an odd sight. Josh Carter was now stood in the Slytherin Head Girl's robes, skirt and all. Her feet didn't fit inside her shoes any more. Ooh... that's going to make walking difficult. The bigger feet, that is. Not the small shoes. Hehe. Slowly reaching up, Iris touched her nose and cheekbones. It all felt so... different. She didn't like it. Not one bit. Then, she ran her hand through her hair. She definitely didn't like this... Her hair was all short, and it didn't even feel that nice... Gosh, had Josh never heard of conditioner?! "Um... Well... How do I look?" She asked, unsure of what else to say.

House points and grades...of course...

Slytherins...

They could do anything for the purpose they aimed to gain, right? Yes, they could and this was a very perfect example of that; the elegant and beautiful Iris Beaumont agreeing to turn into a brawny guy. And it was not because that she did not trust him? To be honest Josh had to raise his eyebrows at her at this point for he hardly found believable. Well...that was mainly because he couldn't think of a reason for the Head Girl to trust him, not because he, himself, thought he was not to be trusted. ''I see...'' he said turning to look into his cauldron, to the not-so-delicious looking potion yet what the Slytherin girl said next immediately made him to face her back ''You...'' no, that would be...horrible ''You are not going to make me look girly, are you?''

When he saw the girl preparing the potion for herself though, seeing it was the time, Josh slightly nodded at himself and got busy with carefully filling the cup in his hand with the disgusting looking potion. Then, eyeing it a bit, the Gryffindor boy dropped the long blonde hair inside it then watched it change colour some. Well...now it did not look disgusting at all. Maybe it could be milkshake or something but unfortunately the smell was giving it away, taking him to the relality that it was actually the Polyjuice Potion.

''Cheers!'' he said trying to make it sound cheerful and smiling back her.

Then he bottomed it up before the smell could make him hesitate. Eh?! Grimacing at the taste a bit, he placed the empty cup on the desk before them and it was when he felt some changes...on himself. He got a bit shorter, then he felt hair on his shoulders: long golden hair, then he felt weird as a whole!

Where was his muscles??!!!! Now, he was feeling weak.

Not only he had lost his muscles but also he was thinner so possibly lost some pounds and he had...

O_O

*AHEM*

Whatever...

Not knowing what to do, Josh froze at his spot for a moment or so. His clothes were larger too, now which meant changing them was necessary. Then he collected all his bravery to look back at Iris...only to see himself.

Himself in A GIRL'S UNIFORM!!!!!!

And not to forget that that very uniform looked like it could explode any moment apparently having difficulty with covering his body. While looking at himself, Iris/Josh had asked that question and Josh blinked at her/him with his now light blue eyes. ''You will look AWESOME, if you care to get rid of those stuff on you. Especially THAT!!!'' Dramatically indicating the skirt with his elegant finger, he frowned a bit at the sight. His legs looked weird with a skirt.

"Haha. Okay lab rat. Give me your hair. So we can get this over with." She looked down at her cauldron and flaired her nose. Eww this was going to me hard to shallow. She swapped hairs with Kita. They already had each other clothes on, luckily that were the same size. She even had Kita's heels on .... which may or may not be a great idea.


She nodded as she filled the goblet with her potion that she had made ago, she sighed. It was sad to think about what all had happened in that one month. "Yep, time to add the hairs" She added Kita's hair to her goblet and put it to her lips. There was no way that she was going to be able to drink this.

"Eww I can't do this." It looked nasty. Maybe they count down?

She looked at Kita with a slight smile. "On three?

ONE

TWO

THREE!"

She glupped it all at once. Thinking for a minute that she was going to be sick. She could feel body changing. Her blonde hair darken and grow a bit longer.Her skin tanned itself. She shot up a few inches.She closed her eyes as the polyjuice completely changed her. It was actually a bit painful process and slow.

After the pain stopped she opened her eyes. She seen Kita who was now her standing there. "Wow I'm tall!" So this is what it was like to be tall. It felt weird to be able to see a little higher up. She walked around "How do I look?"

She stumbled a bit in Kita's heels. Sure she had her own heels and wore them but her best friend could actually walk in them. Caroline hated wearing heels. She only wore them when she dressed up and even then she took them off half way thur whatever she was doing.

She looked at Kita and laughed, "I'm going to break your neck by the time the hour is over." She shook her head.

The blonde Malfoy smiled as Alfie gave her permission to be her. Phew. Okay.. Now it was time to add the hair. The blonde copied what Alfie did and dropped her strand's of hair into Alfie's cauldron. The mixture seemed to look a little more drink-able. Bitting her lip, the blonde grabbed a glass and poured some of the polyjuice potion into it. Now time to wait for Alfie.

"Okay, when you're ready Alfie. And then how about on the count of three?" suggested Emma. Good bye myself!

Enya entered the classroom and looked around, this was one of the few classes she had bothered to come prepared for. Must say something right? As she looked around she noticed people quickly grouping with their partners they had chosen in the lesson before. She on the other hand had no one, a big set back.

She sat down at an empty desk and looked down at her desk, she was trying really hard not to gag at the smell of the room which wasn't easy. Any moment she could throw up. Sigh. She looked up again to see if anyone was alone without a partner.

Unaware that she was biting her nails out of nervouseness, Ari was waiting for Jory to arrive and give her some hairs to add to her potion. She started to worry he wouldn't come, since the boy didn't seem thrilled with the idea of turning into someone else. Ariadne, however, was extremely curious to live an hour in a boy's life. Hopefully Jory would come.

Seeing Treyen magick his own clothes to fit right Dal looked away, feeling his face flush. For some reason he never thought of using magic for simple things like that. It was about time he did, though. With an embarrassed cough, he got out his wand and shortened his pant legs and sleeves.

With that taken care of, he put his wand back in his bag and straightened up. He frowned slightly; he couldn't take away points? Then what was the fun of being Treyen for an hour? ... Eh. He could still feel important or whatnot.

"Yeah," he said with a nod, picking up his book bag. He had no idea where he was going to go, though, so maybe he should start figuring that out. Anywhere where Ellie, Kurumi, Sierra, Lola, and Simon weren't. He didn't know where that was, of course... that broom cupboard idea was really growing on him.

"Well," he said with a small laugh to Treyen as he left the classroom, "Good luck."

Kita shuffled around in the small shoes Caroline usually wears. Honestly, how this girl managed to walk around in shoes that didn't have even a bit of heel in it, she will never know. And to think she would have to walk around in these shoes for the next hour!

Sighing, Kita looked at Caroline and nodded. She filled her cup with a bit of the potion and took the blonde strand of hair in her hand. She held it over her cup for a fraction of a second longer than she ought to before letting it drop. She watched as the potion changed colour... Pity she still had the previous no-hair-added image in her head.

The brunette looked up at her best friend and nodded. On three sounded good. She had a bit of a time to prepare herself before drowning down the potion. Would that help?

One... Great(!) It has already started!

Two... Wait... why was Caroline counting so quickly?

Three... Eyes closed, Kita drained the cup as quickly as possible.

And then came the pain. It was the first thing to come as Kita stood there, gasping for breath. She placed her cup roughly where the table was meant to be and bowed her head, waiting for the pain to go away.

Then the pain started to ebb away and Kita was able to open her eyes. But something about the sight in front of her seemed... a bit weird. True, she was looking at a table and her now empty cup, but there was still something weird about it. She was... closer to the table. Frowning, her eyes darted to her hands which were now paler than they normally were.

Kita stood up properly and looked down at the ground only to find that she was- "Why am i so short?!" she gasped, looking up and around her. Everything seemed to be three inches taller than what she was normally accustomed to.

And then she heard an exclamation followed by a question which made her turn to the source of the sound. That's when she froze on the spot. Standing where Caroline had been minutes before was now... herself. Kita. Hair and all. "You look like me!" she exclaimed, taking a good look at the polyjuiced Caroline, "So that must means i'm..." Her voice trailed off as she grasped her hair and took a good look at it. "I'm BLONDE?!" That's right. Her usually long brunette locks were now shorter and blonder.

Her eyes shot up back to her best friend who now looked exactly like her. Except, she seemed to be tottering around in the heels that the normal Kita usually jumped walked around comfortably in. "Er... Caroline?" she started, "Remind me to take you heels shopping one day." There was nothing wrong with the shoes that Caroline wore normally. But tottering around in heels was definitely a big no no. "If you break my neck, you're taking me to the hospital wing. Deal?" she giggled, shaking her head in the process, "Er... what are you planning on doing in this hour?"

Alfie gave a bit of an amused smile as Emma officially dropped her own hair into the potion, filling up a glass of it. The Ravenclaw did the same, grabbing her own glass and carefully pouring in the proper amount of Polyjuice potion, which would successfully change her into Emma Malfoy. How weird was that? As the blonde across from her suggested they both drink on the count of three, Alfie gave a nod of agreement, glancing down at the potion in her glass.

"Agreed," she said aloud, a bit of excitement in her tones as she exchanged a glance with Emma. "Alright..." she sighed, starting the countdown. "One..." she grinned a bit, "Two..."

Chloe could not believe one of the only people left to partner with for the potions final to be polyjuiced was Simon. What if he got in trouble with someone as he often does, I am gonna get the brunt of it. Whatever, I need this grade and he agreed. Oh why could I not be polyjuicing with a well manored girl. Oh well, bottoms up. Chloe poured a bit of the potion into a cup and dropped in Simon's hair. "Simon, please be good", Chloe said knowing there were some people in the school who do not know she switched bodys with him. She took a sig of the potion and gagged. The next moment she could feel her body changing. She noticed her skin rippling and before long she was an exact copy of Simon. She looked into a a mirror, this was plain league scary.

This waiting really wasn't helping her get used to the idea of taking the potion. Maybe she should just...

Oh, but Louisa had shown up. Vashti couldn't back out now. Aw Merlin. "Yeah, let's just do it." They just needed to get this over with.

She took the hair Louisa gave her and pulled from her pocket the vial with her own hair in it, handing it over to Louisa. Vashti then turned to drop her friend's black hair into her cauldron, watching for a moment as it slightly changed its shade before pulling a couple small cups out of her bag. She set them both on the table then began filling one up with her own potion.

"Well," she finally said as she picked up the almost-full cup, "here goes nothing." Then she put it to her lips and began to drink...

She managed to swallow most of the awful liquid before she had to set it down, spluttering, as she felt the change beginning. It was a horrid feeling, pain spreading from the inside out as everything about her appearance changed... She felt like she was going to be sick...

And then, suddenly, it stopped. Her clothes felt a little loose, but fortunately they still felt wearable, and as she glanced down, she saw that her long brown hair had become much darker, turning into a black color. It must have worked - she was Louisa.

"Well," Vashti said slowly, "how do I look?"

Simon had to partner a girl, he had been working hard trying to keep everyone happy, he hoped no one would think that Chloe was him, though what was Chloe like, maybe Simon should have asked that before he had agreed to this.

Simon poured a bit of the potion into a cup and dropped in Chloe's hair. "Please be good Chloe." Simon whispered, saying that what if she ruined his reputation by being too good, though Simon had to try and behave more in the future, he had promised himself that.

Simon took a mouthful of potion and then he was gagging, he couldn't believe what it felt like, he looked down and noticed his skin was changing the next minute he was the exact copy of Chloe. Simon looked into the mirrow he looked really scary.

Louisa took the vial and tried to keep her face straight at the look of Vashti's hair inside. Luckily, when she poured the disgusting stuff into the cup, it was gone and the muddy liquid whirled for a second or two before being steady again. "Okay.." She raised her cups just as Vashti did and gagged all the liquid with one gulp.

The second she took the next breath, she opened her mouth in a dramatic attempt of losing the AWFUL taste of it and grabbed the desk's edge as she felt cracking bones and stretching skin... her body suddenly felt so... stiff? It was all over in the next minute and Louisa froze catching her breath.

When she looked up at Vashti, she almost fainted. It was her!! LOUISA WAS LOOKING AT HERSELF (she looked fine by the way).. after processing the shock, she managed to smile nervously at herself.. her friend. "You look... Louisa-ish." She tried to chuckle, but half chuckle and half sniff came out. Vashti's body wasn't comfy! Her back was erect, her legs felt stretched and her hair was too smooth!!

Looking down at her new body, she noticed the uniform being slightly larger than Vashti's body... but that wasn't what caught Louisa's attention. "Now I know why you're good at Quidditch.." She said, the flattery totally out of her voice tone. Although she meant it to be a compliment. "..Okay.. so... being me is easy enough, you know me. You should be fine." She took a deep sigh.

"Good lu-" She was saying when something hit her, "..Just stay away from Enya Mayberry!!" She blurted out. Nobody every would tolerate Enya but Louisa.. not even Polyjuiced Louisa! She put the nervous smile back on as not to scare herself/Vashti, "Good luck."

Theo entered the classroom and approached one of the rather smelly cauldrons that was currently unoccupied. This final was bound to be... strange. Brae had agreed to do the switch with him, but now, the curly-haired 'claw nearly regretted even proposing the idea to the boy. What havoc would the Gryffindork wreck around the castle and the grounds in Dumble's body? He shuddered at the thought. Crossing his arms, he looked towards the open door and waited for the Gryffindork's fashionably late entrance.

For a second, Vashti thought she must be looking in a mirror when she found herself staring back at her. But quickly she remembered that it was merely Louisa Polyjuiced to look like her, and Vashti didn't look like herself anyway since she was Polyjuiced as well. It was so...strange seeing herself not in a mirror and talking on her own. So, SO weird.

"Um, thanks." That was a compliment, right? The Quidditch thing. Though it was also a bitter reminder that Ravenclaw wasn't going to play in the Championship game. Meh.

"Yeah, all I have to do is let people know how much I hate rules," she replied with a teasing wink. She wasn't going to get into any trouble though, of course. Even if she looked like Louisa, Vashti couldn't possibly go around breaking any rules or pulling pranks or whatever it was Louisa did. She was still herself on the inside, and she just didn't do those things. And she doubted Louisa did either most of the time, no matter how much she claimed she didn't like rules and didn't see a reason to obey them.

"Who?" she couldn't help asking. She did recall Louisa mentioning the name before, but Vashti had never actually met a girl named Enya Mayberry, so how in Merlin's name was she going to avoid her? "Good luck to you too." They would both probably need it.

Braeden burst into the scene a couple minutes after Theo, his lion's mane more disheveled than ever and his chest heaved as he tried to catch his breath. He... was... SO EXCITED!!!!
He'd never had Polyjuice potion before, but he'd heard stories about it and, well, obviously what's been taught in class about it as well. But that didn't interest him. What interested him was the other, older students' stories about the crazy side-effects of a polyjuice potion gone wrong. Of course, Brae didn't want that for himself. But if he could witness someone else's transformation going wrong that would be awesome.

"Hey mate." He flashed his ear-to-ear lopsided grin at Theo as he dumped his backpack on the table, accidentally knocking over the Ravenclaw's cauldron, which, as if to get back at him for that, landed right on his big toe.

"AGH!"
Wincing, the Gryffindork jumped a foot back and fought back the tears before picking up the cauldron from the dungeon floor. "Sorry, sorry!" he quickly apologized. Before Theo could respond, he was already going on and on as he usually did when he was excited - "Can we start now? I'm pretty excited, aren't you? I took an unusually long shower this morning and tried fixing my hair, so you should enjoy your stay. I also made sure not to bump into anything, so you won't have to deal with any bruises. Well, except my big toe now..." and he went on and on, talking about this as if Theo was about to take his body as a hotel and vacation in it for a couple days.

Only Braeden would look at the situation that way.

Theodore cringed as Braeden caused chaos to happen. What havoc would he wreak while disguised as Theo? The sixth year shuddered to ponder such madness. Go with the flow, He told himself, You'll be fine. This is for your grade.

"Don't worry," He assured Brae, though not completely calm, himself. "I'll take good care of... you. If you do the same with me." Laughing lightly, he reached up to pluck a hair out of his head. Grabbing a large tumbler, he scooped up some of the rather odorous potion from the cauldron and put his hair inside. It bubbled up and, in a matter of a few seconds, had turned a light blue color and smelled like... was that parchment? The taste would be something for Braeden to try out.

"Here," He pushed the cup tentatively across the table to Brae as he waited for him to take out his own hair. Knowing Brae, plucking out even one of the the hairs on his precious lion mane would be emotionally painful. Grabbing a second tumbler, he scooped up another cup of the polyjuice potion, wrinkling his nose at the stench.

Louisa couldn't help but chuckling at the hate rules thing, "Meh. I don't do that!" She said defensively, a playful tone in her voice, "I just don't always do what others expect me to." Which was totally a different thing. Besides, Vashti wasn't all that obedient.. for all Louisa knew the older girl had sneaked with her into Knockturn Alley both times. "While I'll try and be all goody and quiet." She teased.

WHO? "Er... Enya Mayberry. Brunette, fourth year and probably would try to hex you if you said something wrong.." She clarified simply. After a pause, Louisa added, "..you might want not to talk to her unless I'm around or something. Just get this hour Enya-free." She looked seriously at her friend and nodded- like soldiers do.

Maybe Vashti should try to be dramatic as well as an anti-rules... no?

Carrying her bag, Louisa put one hand on herself Vashti (and it felt extremely weird to look slightly DOWN at herself -_-) "We'll make it through. Let's go"

Iris looked at the boy. "... Well you're going to have to dress like me. That's the whole point of this: to know what it's like to be me." Rolling her eyes somewhat, Iris grinned at Josh. Mainly as reassurance to him, but also because it was generally amusing to her.

The Head Girl was checking out her new appearance in a small hand mirror that she'd taken out of her bag. Looking away from it when she noticed Josh had taken his polyjuice potion too, Iris blinked.... THAT'S what she looked like to other people?! ... Merlin, her face was revolting! ... Maybe the potion just didn't work properly. Or Josh's testosterone was trying to show through. Yup... that had to be it.

She laughed. Looking down at where Josh was referring to, Iris couldn't help but laugh loudly. "I suppose that's fair enough... so long as you lose those," she replied, pointing to Josh's trousers, "because I do NOT wear trousers.... ever."

Pocketing her mirror, the blonde... err... brunette put her hands on her hips. "You're going to own nothing suitable to wear while you look like me... so I threw some of my clothes into this bag-" Iris crouched down; which was an odd feeling in itself. Josh's legs were really muscly... It made it odd to crouch this low. Then she stood back up and handed it to... herself. This is REALLY weird. "- so feel free to look around in there and where what ever you think you'll be most comfortable in... Y'know, like, mentally. You'll physically look brilliant in all of those clothes." There was something else... Something else that was really important to not forget to tell Josh. Gosh, but what was it?!

As she looked across the classroom, Iris saw Fallon and Finn stood near a cauldron together. They'd paired up? ... well. It's one way to learn how much you can trust each other. OOH! That was it! "A couple of other things before we go off and do whatever. There are two things that mean everything to me. The first is my Head Girl status." She paused, and looked down at her badge. She was going to have to give that to Josh, wasn't she? She frowned, not wanting to do that. She reached to it, and clumsily unpinned it. Josh's hands were a lot larger than hers. They'd take some getting used to... Then she handed it to him. "The other is Aaron, and what I have with him." The girl gave Josh a look that clearly told him that she was aware that he didn't like Aaron much. "I don't care what you do today, but if you ruin either of those things for me, I will kill you."

"Riiight, sure," Vashti said, rolling her eyes and grinning. She really didn't see a difference between them, but that was why she wasn't Louisa. Well, except for however long this potion lasted. "Pffft, I'm not like that," she replied. "I'm especially not quiet." Though she wouldn't really call herself "loud" either. She just didn't see herself as very quiet, and she especially couldn't see Louisa acting that way either, not even when she was being Vashti.

"Um. I'll try, I guess." The description - brunette fourth year - she didn't find all that helpful, considering it probably described half the fourth years in this school, but if she happened to run into this girl, well, it wouldn't be intentional. And Vashti figured she could handle herself anyway. Even if she looked like a third year, she still had her fifth year, OWL-studying brain.

Then with a nod, she lead the way out of the Potions classroom, wondering what exactly she was supposed to do now.

"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.