Lavender/Open
Isaac felt like getting completely pissed and say fuck off to everyone around him. He didn't like being a woman, he was sick of watching people around him enjoying it. It wasn't fun and it wasn't cause for celebration. He wanted his cock back and he wanted to be his normal height again. 5'1", 44kg was not what he wanted to be.
Isolde had given him a shirt and shorts but he felt completely wrong in them. He felt like he had stuffed his breasts into a bra that chaffed and the knickers went up his arse even with a resizing transfiguration charm.
"Hey." He said quietly as he walked up on Lavender. At least she still looked the same. He had a few drinks too many and instead of feeling better, he was feeling even more annoyed.