The Explosive Potion

Chapter 4

 "Harry, do you need help?" Hermione asks, from the other side of the bathroom door. It's 4:45 and I'm still trying to put on a damn sports bra.

 I groan "Yes." he walks in, only to be flashed "Sorry Hermione, I just don't know how to do this."

 Not a minute later, the sports bra is pressing in my breasts "Harry?" Hermione asks "What are those from?" He runs his fingers over the large bruises on my sides.

 I quickly pull on my shirt. "Nothing Hermione..." I clear my throat "Don't worry about it."

 "Harr-" he starts.

 "No, Hermione." I sigh "Don't worry about it, alright? It's nothing." I grab my broomstick and start out of the bathroom.

 "Is that why you think you're pregnant?" he says, as I reach out for the doorknob. I freeze and turn to her.

 "It's what came after!" I hiss "I already fucking told you! I don't want to fucking talk about it!" and with that, I storm out of the bathroom.

~

 Quidditch practice was hell. I set a new record for slowness... partly because of my bruises, partly because my breasts were in the way, constantly. I plop down in the common room, on an open couch and scream into the cushion.

 "Potter?" I look up to find Malfoy sitting on the other side of the common room, reading a book "What's got your knickers in a twist?"

 I sigh and sit up "I fucking suck. I couldn't catch up to the bloody snitch. The bloody thing stopped to see if I was still following it!" Malfoy scuffs and I sigh, realizing we're the only two people in the common room "Where is everyone?"

 She shrugs "They went to dinner...." she flips the page and sighs "I've been hit on by four bloody Scandinavian boys, today."

 I smirk "Sounds like a nice day for you." she scuffs and closer her books. It's hard to believe that someone so pretty could be such a bitch.

 "Yeah, it would be..." she shrugs "But they're not really my type." she smirks. I take in her poster. It's very subducting. She has her legs spread with on on the arm. Her skirt is higher on her hips.

 I breathe in a shaky breath. Damn, I want a slice of that. But she probably doesn't. I sigh "I'm going to take a shower..."

 "K, have fun." Malfoy sighs and leans back against the other armrest. My breath hitches. Her skirt pulls up a little more and I see the edge of her underwear.

 I turn and walk out of the common room as my stomach tenses. I quickly grabbed some clothes and walk to the bathroom.

 When I get to the shower, I think of my morning shower. Of her moans. No, Harry, you can't do that. I blush as I pulse. Fine.

~

 I walk out of the shower with a fresh buzz over me. My new clothes, soft. My boyshorts barely hiden under the crimson red silk shorts. The agonizing bra under a plain black cotton shirt.

 After I dump off my old clothes, I walk into the common room to find everyone sitting around the table. Draco sits picking his food with a fork. A plate of food sits in front of the open seat "Hey Harry, we brought you some food."

 I practically jump in the chair and start eating the chicken and pasta in front of me. It's quiet... too quiet. After wiping my face, I look at them, as they stare at me in pity and disgust "Why's everyone so quiet?"

 "Harry?" Hermione says, softly... too softly "I told them...." anger and fear run through me "about the bruises..."

 I breathe heavily and take a drink of my drink. Thank Merlin she didn't tell them about the possibility of me carrying a child. I clear my throat "So what?" I pick at the food in my teeth "They're just bruises."

 "Bloody hell, Harry..." Ron spits, softly "Did you do it to yourself?" he looks at me in pity. I can't help but chuckle "Harry, it isn't a laughing matter..."

 "It's not like that, okay?" Everyone looks at me questionably as I take a bite of food "Dudley Dipshit got caught doing something and blamed it on me." Everyone is silent so I continue "Of course, I'm a wizard, so everything that goes wrong has to be my fault."

 "So, he beat you... because your cousin did something?" Malfoy asks, the wheels in her head turn... hopefully not in the right direction.

 I smile, weakly "It's been that way since I could remember." They look at me in pity, yet again. "Come on, I'm fine." I smile "Doubt that situation will end, now that I'm a girl..."

 Hermione and Malfoy stare at me in the same way... realization. After a finish eating, I sigh "I'm gonna go for a walk..." I don't bother with a response, I just leave.

~

 At the top of the Astronomy tower, I lean against railing. "Sorry, didn't mean to bother..." I practically jump out of my skin.

 It's Cedric. "Oh, you could stay if you'd like." he smiles and leans next to me "So, what brings you here at this late hour?"

 He scuffs "This is where I come to think." He looks me up and down, curiously "You must be freezing."

 I shrug "Not really" he gives me a weak smile "So, what are you thinking about?" He smirks at me, before chuckling "What?"

 "Nothing, you're adorable..." he clears his throat "I'm thinking about putting my name in the goblet... I did it this evening." He shrugs "What brings you here this late?"

 I shrug "It's my old thinking place... until I moved to another common room..." I sigh and sit on the ground.

 "Oh." he smiles "I thought I recognized you." he sits next to me "You're still adorable, even if you're a dude."

 I scuff "According to the cat in my pants." I point at my crotch "I'm a chick now." I shrug "And there's no cure..."

 He shrugs "You are what you want to be." he sighs "So, is that what brings you here, tonight?"

 I shake my head "No, my friends forced me to talk about something I didn't want to talk about... and I'm pretty sure that two of them found something out..." funny how I called Malfoy a friend when, two days ago, she was treating me like a sack of dirt.

 "They were probably just worried, Harry." he shrugs and rubs my back "If they're true friends, they'll stay by your side."

 I sigh as the clock chimes midnight and I sigh "I wonder what would happen if I had one average year at Hogwarts?"

 "Nothing happens...." Cedric sighs "Honestly, it's a nice change... if you don't count our DADA professor being terrible." he chuckles and I'm smile.

 "I'm going to bed..." I yawn "My dormmates are probably waiting." he nods.

 "Goodbye, Harry." Cedric smiles.

 I smile "Goodbye, Cedric."