As Harry stares into the mirror, he sees a name inside the cloak.
“Rebbeca Williams, huh,” He says, not noticing the glow on the mirror as he says that name.
Turning back to the mirror, he sees the young girl is gone.
“Weird,” Harry says, as his hair becomes more curly and golden.
“What the-what’s happening?” Harry cries out, but there is no stopping it. He shrinks down to the height of an eleven year old girl. His cock sucks in as his eyes change from green to blue. His memories changed too, making the once Gryfindor boy cease to exist.
Now Rebecca, she looks down at her robes.
“Silly me,” the girl says in a cute voice, “I can’t believe I found this. I thought I had lost it.”
Walking out of the room, she looks back at the mirror, but on her seeing nothing there, she shrugged and left.
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