Harry's vision cleared, and he stared at Ron, whose mouth was finally closed. Both of them stared at eachother, eyeing eachother up and down, realising that neither of them had changed height. When they turned on Draco, they saw that his height had not changed either.
It didn't work. Malfoy got the spell wrong, or he didn't understand what happened. Or maybe Harry hadn't cast the spell wrong, maybe Malfoy's growth spurt was just a freak accident -
But then it happened again. Harry gasped as Draco began to expand infront of them, and a wave of dread swept over him. How much bigger would he get this time? Turning to Ron to confirm that the unthinkable was really happening, Harry was confornted with ... Ron's chest?
This wasn't right. Harry was staring into his friend's broad, beefy, red sweater-clad chest, and it was slowly rising further above him. He looked up and caught his breath - Ron's large, confused face was gaping down at him .
He felt Ron's warm breath was over him as his friend stuttered loudly:
'H-H-Harry? What's g-g-going on?'
Fuck. Malfoy had managed to wrok the spell perfectly. Harry felt himself dwindling down past 3ft tall, and he stumbled backwards over the uneven floor as the two guys steadily grew even larger around him.
Ron lurched forward, shifting his hand behind Harry's back to stop him from falling over. Harry felt his friend's sizeable mitt stretching over his back, the warm fingers brushing his hair while the soft, fleshy palm curled under him like a cushion. Ron stood back up, cupping Harry in both hands and supporting him as though he were a small child on a wobbly seat.
Harry spluttered questions and threats, alternating between an anxious need to reverse the spell and a furious desire to kill Malfoy. He turned in his friend's still expanding palms to see the giant advancing on them - felt the small tremors even through the cushioning of his trembling friend. The huge blonde stopped next to Ron, more than double his height, with his huge package hovering above Harry's head and bulging just level with Ron's.
'Well, Potter,' Malfoy leered, 'I'm prepared to be the bigger man here; how low can you go?'
Harry braced himself as Draco aimed his wand again ...
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