You push hard on the first year blocking your way, laughing as he and all of his books fall to the ground. "Malfoy," barks a female voice you recognize to be Hermione.
"Stuff it, Mudblood," you spit as you march past her to the Great Hall. You take your seat and pile your plate full of food. Chowing down on your corn you feel something hit your head. You reach up to pull a pile of mashed potatoes out of your hair. "Who did this?" you bark at Crabbe and Goyle. They shrug stupidly and then you hear the laughter from the Gryffindor table. You glare plotting revenge as you continue to eat.
Halfway through the meal you suddenly really need to go to the bathroom. As you walk out, your skin begins to tingle. Then alarmingly fast you begin to shrink. Your clothes become too large and fall off. Once the dizzying motion stops you climb out from the pile of what used to be your clothes. Judging on the size of shoes, you are an inch tall. Next..
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