The Ministry Of Magic-A Back Room

Nicolas's voice cracked. "I--I what?! Do I really look that feminine? Why can't you dress like a boy or something?" he cried, staring at her with widened eyes. "I can't dress like a girl! Or act like one! No! I won't!"

"Shut up!" Robin hissed. "And no, you don't look like a girl!" Robin lied. "I just have a feeling that the women are going to have it easier then the guys! And it'll be so much faster to dress you up. Where are we going to find a spare pair of pants and baggy shirt for me, and sissors to cut my hair? We can MAKE breasts, but we can't really take them away, Nicolas."

"Well that big shirt you're giving me would cover them up, Robin! And some guys have really long hair!"

Kelsi C. wrote:"Shut up!" Robin hissed. "And no, you don't look like a girl!" Robin lied. "I just have a feeling that the women are going to have it easier then the guys! And it'll be so much faster to dress you up. Where are we going to find a spare pair of pants and baggy shirt for me, and sissors to cut my hair? We can MAKE breasts, but we can't really take them away, Nicolas."

(Win...)

Robin shoved the shirt at him. "PUT THE DRESS ON!" she hissed through clenched teeth. "And with my hair, Even with a shirt and pants it'll be too obvious! And we only have a minute, maybe even less!"

"It's not a dress, it's a giant T-shirt!" he snarled, shoving the shirt back at her. "I can't pretend I'm a girl!"

"That's why we have the belt!" Robin snapped. "Do I have to WRESTLE it on?!"

"FINE!" And so Nicky took his shirt off, revealing his not-so-manly abs, and put the giant T-shirt on over it. It did, in fact, go to his knees, and was this weird purpley-pink color. Then, he shed his shorts, tossing them into a corner. "There."

She handed him the belt and socks. "C'mon, the guy's getting mad."

Nicky quickly put those on, and stuffed the shirt. He followed all of the other girls out of the room, staying close to Robin and hoping that the ministry people wouldn't notice.

Robin held her breath. They were passing through carefully, hardly noticed.

"HEY, YOU!" A man yelled. He seemed to look straight at Nicolas. Robin gasped, and pressed her hand to her mouth. The man walked straight at Nicolas, then pushing past him, to another couple. A man who was obviously dressed up as a women was taken away. Robin looked at Nicolas a=nervously

"Hey!" grunted the worker, walking immediately over to Nick. He then looked over him carefully. "...You're a boy, aren't you?"

"N-no!" Nicolas squeaked in a high, girly voice.

"What's your name?"

"Nicolas," he told him. It didn't occur to him to use a different name. "Nicolas Sawyer. You know, sometimes girls get boy names."

"Really now..." he then looked over at the paper. "But here it said that you marked yourself as MALE."

"Oooooh, I did?" Nicolas imitated the shocked tone of the girls in Hogwarts that he had heard. "I meant to put female! Silly me!" he giggled like a giddy schoolgirl, hoping that he could fool the worker.

"Well... if you're sure... go along then!"

Nicolas went along, and caught up to Robin. "That was close," he mumbled.

Robin smiled. She turned to him. "Pretty close, yeah."

"I--I don't know about this, Robin. I don't think I can do this."

Robin shook her head. "Yes you can, Nick. You can do it. For the sake of Rachel."

Lauran walked up to them, her eyes looking wild. "If you guys help me, I may have a way out."

"Rachel's a Pureblood. She'll be fine. She shouldn't care about me. She's always thought I was some immature child," Nick murmured, ignoring Lauren.

Laura sighed. "Fine. I know you guys both think I'm a jerk, which I am. I'm sorry. I can't be in here any longer though, and I may have the way out."