Both your friends stared at the door closed in complete terror. "It won't open!" Harry said, terrified. "Why won't it open?'
"Mom probably magically sealed it" you wheezed.
"Magic?" Harry scoffed.
"Yes. Magic. How else would this room be so girly, dolls dancing on the ceiling, and if you haven't noticed, me as some little girl"
"But..." Harry said.
You sit up annoyed. You're already feeling pretty terrible, and you're in no mood for this. As you do, you let out a sneeze. 'Oh no..."
"What?" Megan said. Harry screamed, as he turned towards her. "Your hair!" She rushed to the mirror and saw it in pigtails. "What is going on, John?' she asked.
'The magic flu. Apparently mom and the other girls in my family have magic powers, including girl-me. Also it seems this flu has those powers go out of control. Only mom and Hayley seem to have any control when exposed. guess they have training. They're placed me in isolation to prevent Mel or Hannah getting this. And any who come in contact with me" you said, miserably.
"Mrs H tried to disuade us" Harry said.
"And I should had listened to her instead of you. But why are you a little girl?"
You answer with a sneeze, not that you wanted to. As you look up, you groan, and not from the flu. Both of them have been turned into girls the same age as you. Harry shrieked seeing her six year old body
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