As the spell hit the trio, they were still arguing.
“Yes I know Draco is handsome, but he’s a Slytherin!” Ron yelled. He didn’t notice his face becoming feminine and his hair growing longer.
“We’ll of course he’s a Slytherin, he was sorted there,” Hermione replied, as her hair became a light blonde.
“And a handsome one at that,” Harriet said, “what I wouldn’t give to be in bed with him.” Her breasts expanded as well as her butt.
“Like, I know he’s handsome, but like he only needs one girlfriend,” Ron said as his nipples expanded.
“Like, I don’t know,” Harriet whined, “maybe we can be like his own personal sex toys. That way he can like, have sex with us and still have a girlfriend.” Her hair became platinum blonde and pink lipstick appeared on her lips.
“Omg!” Hermione squealed, “that’s like a such a good idea!”
“Yeah, Harriet,” Ron said, as his manhood sucked inside of him, “you were like, the smartiest one out of all of us.”
“Thanks sis,” Harriet blushed, “but usually we let like, Draco do the thinking for us. It hurts my uh, brain sometimes.”
“Like, I know,” Hermione/Hailey said, “Draco is totes a smarty!”
“We should like, find him,” Ron/Holly said, as her hair become dirty blonde, “and give him whatever he wants of us.”
“You’re like, so right Holly,” Harriet/Hazel says giggling, “let’s go right now.”
As the three blondes exited the building, all memories of being anything but good bimbos to Draco disappeared. They were extremely obedient and loyal to him, doing whatever he asked.
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