Always. (A Draco Malfoy Story)

A New Look.

"It's Severus Snape, right?" I ask.
He nods and hands me a vial, "Drink it."

I hesitantly grab it from him and swirl it around. I look at him in suspicion and he just glares at me. "What is it?" I pour all the contents into my mouth and gulped it down in one chug. He answers, "Polyjuice potion."

I gagged. I shove the vial into Snape's chest and try to wipe the taste away. I complain, "Couldn't you have made it taste better?!" I desperately try to get the taste off of my tongue.

I run over to the mirror and saw myself change. I saw my hair shorten and changed into a light amber color, with bangs. I few about 2 inches taller and my face slimmed down. I developed freckles and a wider set of eyes. My skin tone slightly lighter.

Snape explains, "You will go by... Harper Davis. She left for the States and will not be returning to Hogwarts." I lean closer to the mirror and leaned back and studied my new body. "I have to look like this the whole time? You couldn't have found someone prettier?" I saw through the mirror Snape rolling his eyes behind me, "I wasn't out... scouting for a new identity. This was just a convenient circumstance."

I continued to look at myself in the mirror when Snape explains, "I've taken the opportunity to get a copy of her student records so that you may get familiar with her life and... act the part." I turn around as he tosses me a binder full of documents. I flip through each page as one in particular caught my eye.

I giggle, "She has crush on Malfoy?!" I look up at the two adults who do have no expression to what I thought was a complete joke.
Snape says, "Mr. Malfoy is exceptionally popular at Hogwarts. Some girls more... eager than others. If you must act the part, you must do so correctly." I flip through more pages of the binder. "You will study the information and get used to your new appearance. The effects of the polyjuice potion should wear off any second now. It's only a weak dose so it's not strong. You will be digesting stronger ones while at Hogwarts."

Voldemort chimes in, "Severus will make sure no one grows suspicious of you. Do not draw unnecessary attention to yourself. Do you un—" I cut him off, "I just fucking said I'm not a bloody idiot! Yes, I understand!"

I felt my hair grow longer and my height shrink. I was turning back to normal. I turned my head around to look in the mirror. Yup, back to my pretty self.

I look back at Voldy and Snape. "You will be placed in Slytherin, which I am the Head of House. It will be easier for me to watch you and Mr. Malfoy closely," Snape explains. I squint, "Wait, if you're watching us both, then why do I have to watch Malfoy? Seems redundant to me." I toss the binder onto the bed and cross my arms. Snape goes on, "I have other duties to tend to as a Professor. The rest of the time, you will watch him and report to me as needed." I salute him as a joke, "Yes sir!"
Voldy leans over to Snape, "Her mouth and attitude will get her into trouble."

An idea came to mind. I grabbed my wand and mention, "Wouldn't it just be easier for me to do this?"

I swished my wand and transfigured subtle changes to myself. My hair now shoulder length, with a black to soft grey ombré fade. A softer set of eyes, hidden behind glasses. Fuller lips and rosier, puffier cheeks. My face slightly slimmer and a tanned skin tone, as if I just went to the beach.
I look down at my new body, "Well?"

They both study me deeply, questioning if this was sufficient enough. I turned around and saw my reflection. "I look pretty good actually," I smile and run my fingers through my new hairdo, "Maybe I'll just keep my hair like this afterwards." Snape leans over to Voldy, "Looks convincing, my Lord." Voldy stays quiet for a second, which makes me look back at him. I try to bargain, "This makes it easier to switch between looks." Voldy nods before disapparating out of the room.

I looked to Snape, "That means he likes it, right?" Snape raises his eyebrows but stays quiet. Instead of answering my question, he says, "I will be back in 3 days time to bring you your uniforms and to the train."

I flash him some finger guns, "You got it, Sev." He stares at me with no expression.

"Refrain from calling me that."