Chapter Eight: A Witches Wand

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Ron sat up, worried that he had done something wrong. "What is it, Hermione?" he asked, concern etched across his face.

"It's just that... I'm not exactly a girl," Hermione said, her cheeks turning pink with embarrassment.

Ron's eyes widened in shock. "What do you mean?" he asked, completely confused.

"Well, I'm actually a girl, but I've done something terrible to myself," Hermione said, finally spitting out the truth. 

Ron's jaw dropped. He had never thought about this possibility before. "But... you have, uh, breasts and everything," he stammered, still trying to wrap his head around the revelation.

"Yes, I do. And I'm actually quite proud of them," Hermione said, crossing her arms over her chest defensively. "But that doesn't change the fact that I accidently turned myself into a boy!"

Ron sat there in silence, not knowing what to say. Finally, he took a deep breath and said, "I don't care if you're a boy or a girl, Hermione. I just care about you. You're my best friend and I'll always accept you for who you are."

Hermione's eyes filled with tears of gratitude. "Thank you, Ron. That means a lot to me," she said, throwing her arms around him in a hug.

And with that, the two young wizards sat in the forest, talking about their feelings and what the future might hold for them. It was a strange and unexpected turn of events, but at least they were there for each other, no matter what. 


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