A few minutes later, you walked out of your room and down the stairs to the kitchen. There, you saw Hayley looking through the cupboards, gathering a number of ingredients for something. She saw you and jumped; blushing, as if she had been caught with her hand in the cookie jar. "Hey John." with a smile, she said.
"Hey, sis." smiling, you replied. "Mind if I get a few things?"
Hayley looked at you, curious. "Aren't you going to ask what I'm going to do with all of this stuff?" watching you, she asked.
"Nope." simply, you replied. "I'll only be a minute."
You then gathered the ingredients you needed, too preoccupied with the curious book mom gave you to be concerned about what Hayley was doing. You were dying to know if the book mom gave you was the truth or just some story to keep you occupied. Hayley watched you with increasing interest as you placed a small number of ingredients into a small cloth bag, unaware that mom had given you a 'curiosity book'. "Mind if I ask what you are planning to do?" curious, she asked.
"Just a simple experiment." smiling, you said. "Excuse me."
With that, you hurried up the stairs with an increasingly curious Hayley following. "In the right order and amount, those ingredients could make a simple gender potion." worried, she thought. "Only that is impossible as only girls can read the magic book." she frowned. "What could John be up to?"
Upon reaching your room, you closed but not locked it then returned to the book mom had given you and began to carefully follow the instructions as to how to make the 'mixture'. Unknown to you, Hayley had opened your door a crack and was watching as you mixed the ingredients together. "Let's see here, now." looking at the book, you said to yourself. "Everything has been mixed together so now all I need to add is..."
you looked at the page then gulped. "A drop of blood per year you wish to be... what!?"
Hayley winced, uncertain what she should do. Only, before she could make a decision, you had pricked your finger with your pocket knife and watched helplessly as you sent seven drops of blood into the mixture. After seven, you paused, wondering if this was some crazy prank as your siblings loved to pull on you until you noticed that the book mom gave you began to glow. Instantly after, the potion exploded in a huge puff of pink smoke. You coughed, breathing it in, before it eventually quickly cleared. From in the hall, Hayley's eyes widened slightly as she saw a seven year old girl where you once stood. "Its the curiosity book!" caught between amusement and horror, Hayley thought. "What would possess mom to give him that!?"
"Well that was certainly a surprise." looking at the mess on your desk from the exploding mixture, you said. then you noticed your voice and screamed before looking at yourself and screamed again. "What happened to me!?" then it hit you. "The book mom gave me... she is a witch! I got to fix this!"
Again, Hayley hesitated, watching from the door as you looked into the book. "This text wasn't here before." curious, you said. "Maybe its writing only girls can see as the mixture was supposed to be a surprise." you began to read out loud with Hayley listening. "The surprise potion wears off, changing the witch boy back to normal after twelve hours... oh man!.... The effect can be countered early by a witch willing to cast the proper spell but it will require the boy admitting he is curious about magic."
Hayley smiled, now understanding why mom gave you the book. "She's showing him the family secret without any of us having to do anything to him unless he asks one of us for help." amused, she whispered. "This may prove to be a lot of fun."
She then...
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