Harry Potter and the Magical Transformation

Ron Can't Believe It!

Ron's heart nearly stopped when he saw the stunning woman walking towards him. He couldn't quite place her at first, but then his eyes widened in recognition as he realized it was Harry. Or rather, Harriet, as she now preferred to be called. Ron's mind was a jumble of confusion and surprise. He had heard that Harry was transitioning, but he wasn't prepared for this drastic change.

"Harry? Is that you?" Ron managed to sputter, his eyes never leaving Harriet's face. She smiled warmly, her feminine features accentuated by her makeup and hair. Ron couldn't believe how beautiful she looked. He felt a rush of conflicting emotions - pride for his friend's bravery and determination, but also a sense of loss for the Harry he used to know.

"Yes, Ron, it's me," Harriet replied, her voice softer and more melodic than Ron remembered. "I understand it's a lot to take in. I hope you can still see me as your friend, regardless of my appearance."

Ron nodded, still taking in the sight before him. He could see the transformation in front of him, how Harry's features had softened and his body had changed. He felt a twinge of guilt for not noticing sooner, but also a sense of awe for how much Harry had grown into herself. Ron could see the confidence and self-assuredness in Harriet's eyes, and it made him proud.

"You look amazing," Ron finally managed to say. "I'm sorry if I seem surprised. I just wasn't expecting this."

Harriet smiled again, her eyes sparkling with warmth. "It's alright, Ron. I'm still the same person inside, just a bit more comfortable in my own skin now. Thank you for your support."

Ron nodded, feeling a sense of respect and admiration for his friend. He knew that Harry, or rather Harriet, was still the same person he had always known and cared for. It was just a matter of getting used to the new look. Ron was determined to be there for her every step of the way.