Introduction 2

The next day...

Harry and Hermione met on the edge of the Forbidden Forest, so as not to attract too much attention.

"Here's eight doses apiece - so we're going to need eight hairs each, as well; sixteen hours should be plenty. And if you come back with so much as one still full..."

"Don't worry, a deal's a deal." Harry rolled his eyes.

"Fine then."

After they were done mixing... "Bottoms up," remarked Hermione.

Harry rolled his eyes again and drank.

He remembered that the Polyjuice Potion was liable to make you sick while it rearranged your body. He'd forgotten just how sick.

Evidently, so had Hermione. And she had been the one who'd accidentally turned into a feline humanoid last time.

After the illness had worn off, Harry and Hermione looked up again.

"Harry... you don't fit your robes anymore."

Harry was surprised to hear his own voice coming from somewhere else. Then he looked at... "himself."

"Neither do you."

"Perhaps we should have thought of this beforehand." Hermione sighed. "Oh well - I guess we can switch now - it's not as if it'll be anything we haven't seen before, even if we do look at each other...."

But, after they'd finished stripping, Hermione took another look and...