"No, absolutely not," Harry borderline laughed in disbelief that this was actually their plan.
"Told you he'd take it well," Hermione said in a singsong voice. It was her decision to keep Potter in the dark about the plan until the last minute.
"Uh, no. If you think un gonna let everyone risk their lives for me, I-I-" Harry panicked slightly, ignoring Hermione's words.
"Never done that before, have we?" Ron interupts Harry dryly.
"No! No. This is different." I mean taking that, becoming me, no!" Harry was frantically trying to get them to change their minds.
"Well, none of us really fancy it, mate," George interjected.
"Yeah. Imagine something went wrong and we get stuck a scrawny, specky git forever," Fred teased, causing Rosalie to snort with laughter, and Ominis to pinch her elbow and whisper for her to be nice.
"Everyone here is of age, Potter. They've all agreed to take the risks," Mad-eye signaled to Hermione, "Alright miss Granger, as discussed."
Hermione quickly plucked hair from Potter's head, flittering over to Moody where he held the flask.
Moody looked over the room, "Alright, the pairs are as follows: Hagrid and Rose on the bike. Mr. Gaunt and Kingsley on a thestral. Ron and Nymphadora on brooms," Tonks grumbled under he breath about her name, but Madeye continued, "George and Remus on Brooms, Fred and Arthur on Brooms, Fleur and Charlie on a thestral, and Mr. Hill and I on Brooms."
Harry's brows furrowed, "But if those are the pairs- what about me?"
Sebastian steps forward, clapping him on the back and slinging an arm around his shoulder, "Ah, mate. You're stuck with Hermione and I."
"Won't they notice there's three of us flying?" Harry asked slowly, purley out of fear of what the brunette boy would say next.
It wasn't Sallow who spoke, though, "Oh, love." Rosalie jingles car keys then pulls out three small vials and shakes them at Harry, "The muggles will be driving." She tosses the keys to Hermione.
"Who exactly did you take hair from for the polyjuice." Harry asks skeptically.
"Three muggles off of the street. Stop asking questions Potter." Rosalie rolls her eyes.
Moody swishes the potion flask loudly, smiling giddily. Rosalie found herself wishing she had actually gotten to know the auror a bit better, as he actually seemed like fun. Oh well, there will be plenty of tome to see to that.
•"For those of you who haven't taken polyjuice potion before, fair warning, it tastes like goblin piss." Moody hands the flask to George.
"Have lots of expirences with that, do you Mad Eye?" George wiggles his eyebrows as he takes the flask.
Mad Eye just stares blankly at the boy, which is somehow more terrifying than if he'd glared.
"Just trying to defuse the tension George chimes, taking a swig, face twisting in disgust.
Rosalie watches as Fred takes a sip and groans, George abruptly shrinking several inches. The bottle is passed around, finally making it to Rosalie.
She downed a swig, coughing, "Merlin's trousers that's somehow so much worse than I remembered."
Ominis takes the flask before Rose shoots up a couple of centimeters. He grimaces, "Bottoms up, I suppose."
Across the room, the twins finished transforming, "Wow! We're identical!"
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An Interesting Turn in Time ◇Hogwarts Legacy × Reader× Golden Trio◇
FanfictionThe Room of Requirement, The Come and Go Room, the Room of Hidden Things, the room goes by many names- but throughout it all one thing remains the same. The Room provides what you need. When the Golden Trio finds themselves needing a weapon unlike...
