Originally Posted by princess of*hp*

"Br-Bra... I mean, Theo!" Still subconsciously keeping a firm grasp on Emma's dainty hand, he nearly dragged her as he went to run after his mate. But he was stopped in his tracks by the shrieks of Alfie. OH NO. He didn't want to upset her, too! "THEO!" he yelled, "Wait for me!" He made to release the grip on Emma's hand before Alfie had a meltdown, but something felt strange. Was her hand... molting? That was silly; bird's molted with their feathers, but not Emma with her porcelain skin! Turning to look back, he gave a loud yelp and jumped back a few feet when none other than Alfie stood beside him, in Slytherin robes no less! But wait! Wasn't she standing there in her normal Ravenclaw robes, too?! Had they both also taken the poly-

"YARGH!" Theodore yelped, having felt something strange going on inside of him. Was it just the room moving, or... was he twitching?! "I... guys!" He squeaked as he shrunk suddenly, feeling like his whole body was about to collapse into a puddle on the marble floor.

But all of a sudden, it stopped. Blinking a few times, he looked at his hands. THEY WERE HIS OWN HANDS. Not Brae's no matter how much he loved that bloke and his hands and his everything, but his own. DUMBLE WAS BACK IN BUSINESS. "...hi, guys," He squeaked, blue eyes wide and staring at a mirror image of himself and two Alfies. He needed a strong glass of butterbeer, stat.

Originally Posted by emmafan123

Alfie Emma's brows seemed to be permanently furrowed, her gaze locked on the floor as the whole situation just seemed to get even more chaotic. Braeden was lightly punching Theo, who was currently stuttering and backing away from the situation like he'd just been the bull in a china shop. Which, he kind of had been. But then again, someone had to be, this whole situation was just far too confusing. Alfie couldn't seem to get the whole vision of Theo leaning towards Emma out of her head, it kept playing back at her randomly. And possibly, worst of all, she was so tired of being someone else. It was fun at first, but not anymore! She didn't want to keep holding onto Brae's hand no offense to the little lion man and she didn't want to keep looking like Emma Malfoy, who's expression right now wasn't very Malfoy-ish at all. It was Alfie-ish!

But soon enough, Theo was starting to walk away and it looked as though Alfie Port was making eyes at Braeden! Of course, it was really Emma making eyes at Braeden, who was her boyfriend, but still, it rather looked like Alfie was throwing affections towards the little lion man! But Alfie didn't have affections for him, she had affections for the boy who was currently attempting to sneak away up the stairs and find a rock to crawl under! UGH! This was all so confusing!

And in this flustered mess of teenage, Polyjuiced confusion, the little blonde currently stuck in Emma Malfoy's body slowly began to change. It was difficult to tell why she was the first of them to return to her normal appearance, whether because she seemed so upset and tired of this whole business, or maybe just simply that she hadn't had as much potion as the rest. For whatever reason, at that moment Alfie Port was beginning to look much less like Emma Malfoy, and much more like Alfie Port. She returned to her height of 5'6 1/2 (which wasn't much of a physical difference as Emma was nearly the same, but it felt more like herself for whatever reason). Her hair, which had been a honey blonde sort of shade, was now growing longer and fading into a much lighter blonde colour; Alfie's hair colour and as it grew the extra few inches, the cascading curls began to appear as well. She was still in Slytherin clothes, but she was most definitely Alfie, as in the next moment her skin tone got lighter and her facial features returned to what they always had been. And best of all, her blue eyes returned to her, as large as ever, taking the place of Emma's which had been there moments before. And she seemed to have no idea that she'd transformed.

So now, instead of Emma Malfoy, Alfie Port stood at Braeden's side, her hand still wrapped around his own awkwardly, though her large saucer-like blue eyes followed after the escaping-Theo with a rather concerned, upset expression. And there were officially two Alfie Ports in the Entrance Hall.