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Harry groaned softly, as he felt the polyjuice take effect. His eyeline sinking until he was looking up slightly to meet Ginny's gaze. He wasn't that tall as a boy, and resented losing every inch.
Ginny... Even Ginny was more intimidating now. Her 'Do you trust me?', laden with more menace now. Hugging herself, Harry recognised the softness of her new bust, and started to wonder whose form she'd taken.
With a flick of her new shoulders, and a toss of her hair, she spotted a long flash of straight black hair. Looking up to the ceiling she prayed for strength, and hoped her first guess was wrong.
"Cho.... Cho Chang?" she asked.
She didn't need to wait for an answer, the soft spoken Scottish accent, a marked contrast to Professor McGonagall's harsher brogue, but still unique.
Ginny was practically bouncing with excitement, her hands clapping quietly, as she admired her handiwork, as she admired the perfect imitation of Cho Chang in front of her.
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