"Harry, dear, what happened to you?" Mrs Weasley asked as she, Ron, and Hermione were staring at him along with the rest of the present Weasley family, all with varying degrees of shock. Harry couldn't really blame them, he did look really different.
He was taller than before, not as tall as Ron, but definitely taller than before, almost reaching Ron's height. He was also a bit more muscular but that wasn't really that noticeable given the clothes he was wearing. He supported a pair of black and white trainers, blue jeans, a white T-shirt under a black jacket and was no longer wearing his glasses. All in all, Harry felt pretty cool.
'I wonder how they would react if I told them that an alien created these clothes.' Harry thought to himself.
'You could find out,' Venom suggested in an amused tone.
"It's just some new clothes, Mrs Weasley." Harry shrugged.
"Just some… just some new clothes?!" She repeated with disbelief. "This is more than just some new clothes!"
"Blimey Harry, you shot up a bit, haven't you?" Fred - or was it George - stated, staring at Harry.
"He has, hasn't he?" George - or was it Fred - agreed.
"I had some medical potions," Harry told them, remembering the script that he and Venom had agreed upon. "that's why I've been eating a lot before. The nutrient potions made me very hungry and I needed all the food." The group stared at each other for several moments, remembering that Harry had indeed been eating enough to rival Ronald, which had been surprising given how little the boy used to eat before.
"What about your eyes?" Hermione asked. "Where are your glasses?"
"I don't need them anymore," Harry smirked. "I can see fine now. I think it might be due to the potion, I heard some eyesight problems can be fixed over time. I'm going to go and ask Madam Pomfrey when we get back to Hogwarts."
"Are you sure?" Mr Weasley asked. "We can take you to St Mungo's hospital right now." He offered
"No, thank you, Mr Weasley." Harry politely refused. "I feel fine, honestly, I'll just check with Madam Pomfrey when we get to school. If things get worse then I'll tell you, promise."
"If you're sure." Mr Weasley didn't look particularly happy but didn't push it, thankfully.
"Blimey, guess you're no longer the runt of the group." Ron laughed.
"Ron, don't be insensitive," Hermione told him off, something that started another round of arguing from the pair. Eventually, the group all started conversing with each other, Harry suspected it was mostly a way to tune out Ron and Hermione's argument which now seemed to have moved onto their obsessions with quidditch and books.
"Percy," Harry sat down next to the eldest of the Weasley brothers here. "can I ask you a few questions about the school's electives?" Harry asked.
"Oh?" Percy puffed his chest out slightly and stared at Harry, his eyes seemed to have grown slightly brighter. "what do you want to know?" He asked with a small smile.
"Is it possible for me to switch my electives?" Harry asked. "And do you think it's a good idea to take arithmancy and ancient runes?" He added. As much as people might have made fun of Percy, Harry knew that he was the best person to ask when it came to school rules. Harry wouldn't be surprised if Percy read the school rulebook from start to end every day before going to sleep
"Oh yes, you can," Percy nodded. "just contact Professor McGonagall, you can switch if you ask now and you might be able to switch if you ask early in your fourth year. As for those two subjects, I highly recommend taking them. They're incredibly useful and if you do well in both then you'll have a ton of job opportunities available to you, including quite a few at the ministry."
"Hmm," Harry nodded as Percy continued to go on about the benefits of each subject. 'I am thankful for his help, but he is getting a bit too into this.' Harry thought as Percy continued talking.