At the last stroke of his quill, Harry felt his body change. It was unlike polyjuice or transfiguration. It felt like easing into himself, like he'd been clenching his gut for years and was only now letting go. Like he was somehow becoming more natural, more authentic, truer to himself. It felt like something he could get used to.
Then, the spell seemed to have run its course. The world around him seemed blurrier... He removed his glasses and enjoyed a new 10/10 vision in both eyes. It seemed that Ginny wasn't attracted to four-eyes. Fair enough he thought. And convenient too. He wondered what else about him was new. Still a little hazy from the power of the spell, he made his way to the second floor's girls' bathroom, ignoring the curious looks in his wake, to see what else about him was new. However, he could not contain his surprise when in the mirror he saw:
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