"What is going on?" a voice yelled from downstairs. Both you and Hayley froze since it was Harry. Half the time he just waited for you at the bus stop. but he had been increasingly waiting for you downstairs, though you suspected it was really Mel he was waiting for. While you was furious at Hayley for what she had done to you, you gave her a pleading look; no way you wanted Harry to see you like this.
"Don't come up, Harry. John isn't feeling well" Hayley said. After a few seconds, you heard his footsteps coming up the stairs. Panicked, you said, "Do something."
"Like what?" Hayley said as Harry opened the door. He saw you almost immediately, causing you to wince slightly.
"Where's John, Hayley? And who's that?" Harry said, confused by the sight of you. You was stunned that he didn't recognize you, until you realized that you was thinner, way shorter, had longer hair done in a girlish hairstyle, and was in girls' clothes. Plus the other thing was that it was obvious that you was a Harrison, yet your clothes was far more tomboyish than anything the members of your family wore. There was no reason for him to suspect you was anything other than a 11 year old tomboy.
"John is at the doctors. I'm...." you said in the highest pitch voice you could, but Hayley cut you off.
"That isn't going to work, sis" Hayley said as she shook her head. "John is under the effects of some sort of magic, Harry"
'What are you doing?" you screamed at Hayley, ignoring a disbelieving Harry.
"He would figure things out soon" Hayley said.
"Um, what is going on?" Harry said in an annoyed voice.
"I know you don't believe me. All I'll say is that I never knew you wore that. Don't worry, only us will notice" Hayley snickered as she discretely cast a spell. Harry, annoyed had enough. He stormed out. Once you was alone, you turned to your sister, and asked in a worried voice, "What did you do?"
"Turned his boxers into plain white panties. Don't worry. Unless he comes across another witch with powers greater than mine, only he, you and me would be able to perceive it. Not even Mel you be able to see" Hayley said, giggling.
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