Harry adjusted his bag, slipping the rule book out. He felt a tension at being the only guy at the table. A simmering rivalry between Ronni, Ginny and Hermione, as they subtly vied for his attention, and approval.
His shoulders slumped, he didn't want this attention. Hell! Being the 'Chosen One' was more attention on its own. Then an idea hit him out of left field. If he were a witch, too, then that'd defuse the attention and the tension between them.
Harry Potter is a witch at Hogwarts, and known to all as Holly Lily Potter.
Harry didn't expect to feel vastly different. But the change was instant, and vast. Holly was intensely aware of her new bust, and how prominently she was displaying 'the girls'. Her outfit far more formal than she'd expected as Harry. However, as Holly she was pleased at how it hung, and clung. It certainly drew all appreciative eyes to her finest feature. That spectacular bust!
She was bustier than Ginny, and her hair was finally better behaved. She beamed a triumphant smile at her best friends. A faint twinge of pain at losing the special bond with Ginny. A faint, momentary glance from her spoke volumes about her pride and new insecurity in Holly's company.
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