[Open RL |Hogwarts Virus 01]

[truthinfortune]

[Here we see Naoto sitting in the Great Hall, chatting up some friends during lunch.]

...So, I told him I'd show him where I found the book in the library. [She pops open a milk carton and drinks from it. Pulls a face.] Yuck! This milk tastes spoiled! What are they thinking, serving milk past its expiration date...? [As Naoto turns to look at the

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[t_point_man]

I'm sure the culprit will be punished as he or she deserves, Miss. Shirogane. Use this.

[Arthur offers her (...him?) his cape. He saw the commotion and came over because he's the one who always ready when crap happens. under it he's not wearing the usual wizard clothes but a 3 pieces suit.]

[truthinfortune]

[Naoto extends his arm to take the offered cloak, wincing a bit as another seam tears open under his arm. He wraps the garment about his rather sizable frame.]

Thank you... [sighs] This happens at least once a month. You'd think I would be used to it by now...

[t_point_man]

No, I would think that the students know better than to try this sort of tricks. But discovering who did it won't take long. [He turns to tables, face serious, and a few students wince.]

[truthinfortune]

That's right! [Naoto's eyes widen suddenly.] The cards said that I'd catch the culprit!

[Naoto was thinking back to the Tarot reading that Vanille performed the day before. There's determined grin on his face.]

I think I can narrow down the list of suspects considerably now...

[nonoise]

[Nill hurries over from nearby, fretting silently, and she puts a hand on Naoto's shoulder to comfort him. She might not be able to speak, but she writes quickly in the air with her wand.]

Hold still, Naoto!

[Having had a lot of practise both in and out of school, she quickly performs a spell that fixes his torn clothes, although they're adjusted to suit his new frame and body shape.]

[truthinfortune]

[Naoto nods slowly, trying not to move more than is absolutely necessary, lest he tear a seam somewhere embarrassing.

After Nill casts her spell, Naoto takes a moment to flex one arm, checking the fit of his newly modified clothes. He smiles a bit, pleased to find that there's no risk of tearing any seams now.]

Ah... Thank you, Nill. [His voice is soft and low.] I can see that you're really improving with your charms! [wan smile]

[nonoise]

[She nods happily and smiles, running a circle around him once to check that she's fixed it all up right. Once she's happy with it, she starts to write fluently and neatly with the glowing, mid-air script again.]

I've been practising a lot with anything that can be helpful. And Haine always brings home torn clothes, so I'm getting better very quickly!

[truthinfortune]

[The smile grows a bit warmer. Naoto pats the girl on the head.]

You know what they say, "Practice makes perfect". Keep this up, and you might actually become a better tailor than Kanji!

[ironysoul]

[.....Al is coming, Naoto.]

Polyjuice again, huh?

[truthinfortune]

[Sighs, wincing a bit. He can barely move without risk of bursting another seam. Also, those pants are rather tight. And exceedingly uncomfortable...]

I suspect that whoever brewed it had prepared it in advance. It takes at least a month to brew a Polyjuice Potion, especially the modified kind that's been used on me frequently...

[Slowly stands up... and there goes a seam at his shoulder.]

Did the culprit really need to change me into such a... strapping young man?

[ironysoul]

Well, maybe they decided to do something about that whole "Prince" problem.

[Mildly, sliding out of his robe. He has his uniform underneath, and she -- he -- can wear it back to the common room.] Good thing I grew so much over the summer, or my clothes wouldn't fit.

[truthinfortune]

Or maybe someone took the whole "tall, dark, and handsome" thing a bit too far.

[Naoto forces a small laugh. Better to laugh than to cry about the ridiculousness of the situation, especially in front of all these staring students.]

Thanks. [He wraps the robe about his broad shoulders, wincing as a few more stitches pop somewhere underneath.] Hey. You really have grown, haven't you? [Naoto stands a bit closer, comparing his modified height against Al's. Naoto's a bit taller, closer to Kanji's height.] No wonder Ed's been so terribly petulant lately... He's hardly grown at all, and you're shooting up like a beansprout!

[topsiclevacuum]

[there in two shakes of a lamb's tail] They're fast, damnit....

[truthinfortune]

I wasn't expecting this until at least the end of the month... I suppose that was a mistake on my part...

[Naoto winces a bit. One wrong move, and he'll tear out every seam in his shirt and pants. Not that he'd mind the pants so much, as they're uncomfortably tight in the crotch right now... but Naoto does not relish the thought of having to trek all the way back to the Hufflepuff dorms mostly naked...]

[topsiclevacuum]

You forgot that people here are friggin' crazy. Hold on. [waves his wand, and voila, not only are your clothes fixed, they fit perfectly. pays to be a seamstress' son.]

[truthinfortune]

[He takes a moment to examine his attire. Flexes one arm, and pleased with the ease of the material. There's no risk that he'll pop open a seam now!]

Thank you, Kanji... [He smiles, then sighs.] Looks like I'll have to hole myself up in Al's room until the effects wear off. Otherwise, I'm going to be mobbed by fangirls...

[There is a look of bitter disappointment on Naoto's face. As if there's something more than that bothering him.]

[promiseunbroken]

[Squalo, hearing the ruckus over at the Huflepuff table can't help but sneer. Though when he realizes what's happening there exactly, he bursts into outright laughter. A gernderswitch? From a potion? Yeah, only so many people could do that and he's got a good enough idea...]

[truthinfortune]

[Naoto turns toward the offending student, wincing a bit as another seam bursts open along his shoulder. Dammit... if he's not careful, he'll end up without a stitch of clothing on his now overly-large body.]

You think this is funny, do you?

[promiseunbroken]

Hilarious! So girls dig you enough to want to turn you into a boy?

[Right, isn't that the supposed detective prince? He couldn't not take the chance to make fun of her. Especially knowing what it felt like to be slipped a potion with undesirable effects in front of everybody.]

[truthinfortune]

Sh-Shut up! [He raises his hand, clenched into a fist, and winces as another seam tears open under his arm.] It's not my fault if some people are crazy enough to believe any wild rumors floating around!