Harry knew he was in big trouble. This was more than just messing about with polyjuice potion. Even Hermione would have a challenge to fix this. This curse would need someone well versed in Defence Against the Dark Arts to reverse it. He just knew Snape would find this hilarious and would make him stay in Hermione’s body for as long as possible. Maybe he’d be stuck like this forever.
And although he was quite keen on spending some time in the girls wing of the Gryffindor common room he wasn’t looking forward to the fact that tomorrow was the Christmas dance and he just knew that Ron Weasley seriously fancied his chances. This was not good.