Hal towers over you as you lie on the floor, knocked out. Ring pointed at your face. You flutter your eyes open slowly, the blurry world becoming focused again.

Wow. Hal sure looks... different.

"Speak. Or die." Hal says through gritted teeth. His voice much higher than usual. His hair's a little longer. You try not to laugh as your eyes trail over his chest and waist. Hal definitely suits the new look.

"I don't know what you're talking about." You say innocently.

"Liar! What the hell did you do! Whatever spell you did, undo it, witch! Undo it!" Hal shouts, glaring at you, face red. He looks cute angry. Or... she? Something tells you he'll hate it if you refer to him as 'she'.