Harry and Ron were working together on their final year project. An alternative to Polyjuice. Hermione had reworked the ingredients, based upon a break-through that came to Harry in a dream.
Professor McGonagall had finally granted them approval to proceed, having satisfied herself that whether or not it worked, it was at least safe. The whole idea was so revolutionary that she'd allowed them to work together on what was usually an individual project.
A skinsuit had been investigated by many great minds down the centuries, so the Professor wasn't holding up too much hope. It was all meant to be a learning process, and she felt certain that Harry would be diligent and precise. She never liked to dismiss any pupil, but when she looked at Ron, and his brothers, she always had to restrain a muttered groan of despair.
The boys had still tried to inject a little fun into their work, and decided to become the Patil sisters.
Minerva had ensured that the girls gave their consent, and to ensure the boys were entirely honest and transparent she stood in for the entire conversation. Harry blushing and looking at the floor, while Ron stuttered and smirked.
The sisters made them repeat exactly what they were trying to achieve, and probed them about their motives. Until the boys were ready to run away from embarrassment, then, then the girls gave their consent with a giggle.
Each sister handed over a few strands of hair, and before they could snatch it and flee.
Padma told Harry that long hair needed a lot of care and brushing, and how long it took to wash.
He did manage to get out a 'Thank you.', which prompted Ron to give Parvati his thanks.
- - - - -
It felt like a long time ago, although it was only a week. Professor McGonagall had them in the infirmary. She'd even ejected Madame Pomfrey from the area.
Hermione had invited herself, and given that she was their friend, the teacher allowed it.
The two students added the final ingredients into the cauldrons, and with a -huff- a cloud of white smoke rose from each one.
Ron and Harry exchanged worried, hopeful glances.
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