Chapter 322 - Doppelganger (2/2)
”Grandfather and aunt,” Severus instantly replied. ”I've tried others as well, but I find that I am better at creating the transformation if I personally know them or have observed their mannerisms enough that I can recreate their personality.”
”Interesting,” Rowan mused. ”It would seem that a magical transfiguration requires some knowledge of the individual in order to make the transformation real, unlike the polyjuice potion which requires a single hair of the said individual.”
”On the bright side, my version of the transformation is instantaneous and does not require any work,” Severus proudly explained. ”However, the downside is that a simple Revelio charm will null the magical transformation.”
”Yes, a blessing and a curse,” Rowan muttered. ”But you do have to admit that the positives greatly outweigh the negatives.”
”There is that,” Severus admitted as he winced upon wrinkling his nose. ”Anyway, what brought you over to my humble abode?”
Rowan holds up the letter in her hand causing Severus to roll his eyes. ”You should really get yourself an owl.”
”Don't want too,” Rowan cheerfully smirked. ”Besides, we're twins, and we're supposed to share.”
Severus snatches the letter out of Rowan's hand with a grumble and walks over to Owyn's cage. The poor owl was sound asleep as Severus woke the poor bird up to deliver Rowan's letter. Owyn lets out an unhappy chirp, but still obediently sticks out his leg to take the letter.
Opening his windows, Severus tosses the poor Owyn out into the bright light, before closing the window after him. While Severus is pulling his curtains closed, Rowan impishly remarks, ”So, if you transform into a female does that change as well?”
Severus loudly begins to choke a cherry red flush rises up his face. ”You!” Severus sputtered. ”Get your mind out of the gutter!”
”I wasn't suggesting anything perverted, pervert,” Rowan snickered. ”I was just wondering if the transformation was down to the gender itself.”
Utterly embarrassed, Severus is unable to respond for a moment until he finally whispers, ”Yes.”
”How interesting,” Rowan mumbled. ”I wonder if it is impossible to become pregnant in that state provided the male in question does not revert back to their original gender?”
Severus goes chalky white as he fearful squeaks, ”What foul ideas are you concocting in that evil mind of yours, Rowan!”
”No need to shout, Sev,” Rowan said with a bit of a frown. ”It was merely a hypothetical question. I am not that insane nor that perverted if that is what you are so vehemently suggesting. I was just merely wondering what the extent of the magical transformation is.”
Severus does not at all appear to be convinced by his twin sister's statement. Rather he is silently vowing to never transform in front of Rowan again. Needless to say, later that evening during dinner, Severus kept a firm distance from his sister, just in case. Because one never knew when an idea might just stick in Rowan's mind.