Harry was starting to discover the downside to his plan. Despite keeping in touch with Luna, he hadn't seen her in years. Looking down at his new body, and the clothes he'd borrowed from Luna, it was sinking in that as well as being beautiful she was now on the bustier side, too.
Luna's taste in clothes was as carefree as every other thing that affected her. In short, Harry felt incredibly on display, as she emerged from the shadows of the alcove. Her new centre of balance, took her a little time to adjust, as she walked out into the surrounding fields. The path leading down to Hagrid's hut and the Forbidden Forest.
It didn't take her too long to get used to not striding around with huge steps, and move with a more elegant glide.
Although, he was quickly learning why women wore bras. Especially the bigger girls like himself. It was distracting for herself, and eye-catching for any guys she walked past. Harry was confident it wasn't a trick on Luna's part, but damn he felt awkward. His hope of passing any mistakes of with an airy manner suddenly felt impossible. The whole carefree attitude was beyond him, with every step, every jiggle reminding him of his new gender. Hell, even those wider hips seemed to sway on their own. His rump feeling as if it had a life of it's own... it's own inertia.
Now understanding soul-deep, how women worried about having a big ass.
Taking a deep breath, she tried to calm herself and turned back to the door to the castle. He spotted the person standing in the half-shadow of the doorway. A curious look on their face as they tried to work out what was going on.
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