~Entrence Hall~
Harry and Ron, lurking behind a suit of armor, watch Crabbe and Goyle exit the Great Hall. Goyle spies the cakes instantly, perched on the end of one of the banisters. Grabbing them, he reluctantly surrenders one to Crabbe and, in unison, they stuff them into their mouths. They pause. Look at each other. And keel flat onto their backs. Harry and Ron dash out and drag Crabbe and Goyle across the floor and into a cupboard.
~Girls Bathroom~
Hermione, wearing a Slytherin robe, hovers over a smoking cauldron. Harry and Ron enter. Hermione: "Did you get it?" Harry and Ron hold up their hands. In each: a tuft of hair. Hermione points to a pair of Slytherin robes. Hermione: "I sneaked those out of the laundry. Harry and Ron nod, and glance at the cauldron. The potion resembles thick, dark, bubbling mud. Hermione: "I'm sure I've done everything right. It looks like the book said it should. Once we've drunk it, we'll have exactly one hour before we change back into ourselves." Ron: "Now what?" Hermione: "We separate it into three glasses and add the hairs." Harry and Ron grimace. Hermione pours the potion into three glasses. Harry and Ron have changed into Slytherin robes. All three raise their glasses. Drop the hairs. The potion turns shades of yellow, brown, and khaki. Ron: "Ugh. The essence of Crabbe..." They nod. drink. Ron swallows grimly and doubles over. Ron: "Think I'm gonna be sick..." He runs into a stall. Harry looks sick, and steps into a cracked mirror. Hermione pauses. Looks worried. Something's wrong... Ron runs into a stall and bends over the toilet, watching his reflection morph into Crabbe. In the cracked mirror Harry watches his face contort into the thick features of Goyle. Hermione looks at her arm. Patches of fur begin to spread across her wrist and hand. Terrified, she run into a stall. Ron emerges from his stall, a dead ringer for Crabbe. Ron: "Harry?" Harry: "Ron?" Ron: "Bloody hell." Harry: "We still sound like ourselves. You need to sound more like Crabbe." Ron: (adjusts voice) "Bloody hell." Harry: "Lower." Ron: (lower still) "Bloody hell." Harry: "Less intelligent." Ron: (dumbing it down) "Bloody hell." Harry "Excellent." Ron: "Hey... Where's Hermione?" Hermione: (from the stall) "I -- I don't think I'm going. You go on without me." Harry: "Hermione, are you okay?" Hermione: (O.S.) "Just go! You're wasting time!"
~Marble Staircase~
Harry and Ron hurry down the staircase. Ron: "Don't swing your arms like that. Crabbe holds them sort of stiff." Harry goes a bit more "Neanderthal." Ron: "Yeah. That's better."
~Dungeon Corridor~
Harry and Ron move quickly when... footsteps sound. Seconds later, Percy appears at the end of the corridor. Ron: "What are you doing here?" Percy squints, confused by Ron's voice. Harry elbows Ron, who clears his throat and speaks in a lower voice. Ron: "What are you doing here?" Percy: "I happen to be a prefect. You, on the other hand, have no business wandering the corridors at night. It's not safe these days." Harry and Ron nod, afraid to speak. Percy squints again. Percy: "What're your names again?" Draco: "Crabbe. Goyle. Where have you been? Pigging out in the Great Hall all this time?" Draco is walking towards them and glances witheringly at Percy. Draco: "And what are you doing down here, Weasley?" Percy: "Mind your attitude, Malfoy. You want to show a little bit more respect to a school Prefect!" Draco: "Come on, boys. Weasley thinks he's going to catch Slytherin's heir single-handed." Percy steams. Draco sneers and walks off with Harry and Ron.
~Common Room~
Harry and Ron trail Draco inside, and glance around warily. Draco: "Listen to this..." Draco grabs The Daily Prophet, and reads the front page. Y/n: "Hey!" Adrian: "We were reading that." Cedric smacks both of them on the back of the head. Pansy: "You should be doing your homework." Y/n: "I'm almost done with Potions. Then I have Regulus's homework." Draco: "Arthur Weasley, Head of the Misuse of Muggle Artefacts Office, was today fined fifty Galleons for bewitching a Muggle car. "Weasley has brought the Ministry into disrepute," said Lucius, a governor of Hogwarts. "He is clearly unfit to draw up our laws and his ridiculous Muggle Protection Act should be scrapped immediately."' You look upset Y/n." Y/n was trying to beat Adrian in an arm wrestle. Y/n: "I'm trying to win." Grinning, Malfoy glances over the paper at Harry and Ron. Draco: "Arthur Weasley loves Muggle so much he should snap his wand in half and go join them. You'd never know the Weasleys were purebloods, the way they behave. Embarrassment to the wizarding world. All of them." Blaise exchanges a look with Cedric. Pansy: "Doesn't Y/n and Cedric look good in Slytherin Robes?" Draco: "Great." Ron growls. Harry elbows him. Draco looks surprised. Draco: "What's up with you, Crabbe?" Ron: (low voice) "Stomachache." Draco: "Well, go to the hospital wing and give all those Mudbloods a kick in the arse for me! You know, I'm surprised The Daily Prophet hasn't reported all these attacks yet. I suppose Dumbledore's trying to hush it all up. He'll be sacked if it doesn't stop soon. Father always said Albus's the worst thing that's ever happened to this place." Harry: "You're wrong!" Draco: "What? Did you say that I was wrong? You think there's someone here who's worse than Dumblrdore?" Ron stiffens. Worried. Harry thinks. Harry: "Harry Potter." Draco: (grinning) "Good one, Goyle. You're absolutely right. Saint Potter. He's another one with no proper wizard feeling, or he wouldn't go around with that Mudblood Granger. And people actually think he's the Heir of Slytherin." Y/n glares slightly. Harry and Ron exchange a glance. Harry leans closer to Draco. Harry: "Then you must have some idea who's behind it all?" Draco: "You know I haven't, Goyle. How many times do I have to tell you? But my father did say this much: It's been fifty years since the Chamber was opened. He wouldn't tell me who opened it -- only that they were expelled -- but I know this: the last time the Chamber of Secrets was opened, a Mudblood died. So, it's only a matter of time before one of them's killed this time. As for me... I hope it's Granger." As Malfoy grins, Ron's fist rises... when Harry stops him. Draco: "What's the matter with you two? You're acting very... odd." Ron: "Ho!" Harry turns, and sees Ron staring wide-eyed: Harry's scar is beginning to surface beneath the skin of Goyle's thick forehead. And Crabbe's hair is... turning red. They both jump to their feet, dashing out of the room. Draco: "Hey! Where are you going?" Y/n: "Eh. Who cares. What's the answer to question 8 on Snapes' potions homework?" Adrian: "What's the answers to Regulus's homework?" Y/n: "Oh. I haven't done that yet."
~Entrence Hall~
As Harry and Ron race toward the stairs, the broom closet bursts open and a woozy Crabbe and Goyle stagger out. They freeze -- watch themselves run up the staircase.
~Second Floor~
Harry and Ron sprint toward the desecrated wall, their bodies metamorphosing, until, finally, as they hit the door...
~Girls Bathroom~
They are fully themselves once more. Ron: "That was close!" Harry: "Hermione, come out. We've got loads to tell you!" Hermione: "Go away!" As Harry and Ron exchange a puzzled glance, Moaning Myrtle spirals into view, looking disturbingly... happy. Myrtle: "Ooh, wait till you see. It's awful!" The stall's lock slides back. The door opens slowly. Hermione: (O.S.) "Do you remember me telling you the Polyjuice Potion was only for human transformations...?" Even in shadow, they can see: Hermione's face is covered in fur, her eyes yellow, and pointed ears poke through her hair." Hermione: "It was cat hair I plucked off Millicent Bulstrode's robes! Look at my face!" Ron: "Look at your tail."

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Sapphire Witch - Under Editing to make it easier to read
FanfictionY/n Maximoff is the Scarlet Witch's daughter who was adopted by the Potter family. Join her on her crazy journey.