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SUMMARY: What if Harry Potter was a girl? I know you've probably read something like this before, but not my version. What if she didn't find out until her third year and only told one person; would this change Harry's relationships for better or worse? Who will Harry trust? Is it Dumbledore or Voldemort ? Better yet, which side will she choose? Is her name even Harry? Watch as a female Harry goes through the end of her third year to her last four years at Hogwarts, with the least expected person; with this connection, will their feelings change? Will Ron be Harry's only real friend?

WARNING: Mention of the Dursley's abusiveness, evil Dumbledore, Hermione bashing, etc.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Unless I'm missing something here? I have no problem with putting the two together because love is love and you can't help who you fall in love with!

"WAIT A MINUTE HERE!"

Me: turns on shoulder, "Yes, Harry?"

Harry: "WHY IN MERLIN'S BEARD AM I A BLASTED GIRL! HUH?"

Me: *smirking*"Because, I want to have a girl-who-lives that no one knows about until the very end, not even Dumbledore himself."

Harry: mouth gaping in confusion," Wait, Dumbledore doesn't know I'm a girl?"

Me: shakes head," No it's part of the plan. Now go before I get Snape…"

Harry: "Fine, but before I go… pinksamurai doesn't own Harry Potter or its characters, just this plot and story *mumbles under breathe*…"

Me: "What's that?"* taking out a gun.*

Harry: "Ummm... Nothing! On with the story!" and he runs away.

Story******

I sighed as I walked down the halls; luckily no one 's looking for me. You see, a lot of shit happened in my life and you know what? I think fate just loves making my life miserable. See I was mistreated by my supposedly loving family, and in the magical world I was a hero 'the Boy-Who- Lived.' Well, that's not completely true. You see, I'm a girl and no one knows it. I was planning on keeping it that way… I truly love it here at Hogwarts, but something isn't right. Every time I have questions and ask for answers, I never get them. This started around the summer of my second year and this year I had intended to find out why, but it had to wait until later, due to everything that happened this godfather is still in prison and I still feel left in the dark. The only one I can possibly turn to is the one that I really doubt would help me, for that's where I am heading. I have detention with Snape and we never did get along.

'Knock, knock' I rapped on the door. "Enter, "was his dark silky voice.

I shiver not out of fear no not the contrary belief. I enter. "Professor…?"

"Potter?"

Argh! Would it kill him to call me by my name? However, I wanted to change the direction of my punishment and I wanted answers the truth, "Professor…?" I started now nervous looking at him in the eye.

"Yes, what is it, Potter?" He queries raising a brow.

"I want to tell you some things… but only in private," I mumbled.

I watched him get up and take out his wand as he silently cast silencing charms and wards, he turned and sneered towards me, "Alright, Potter. Tell me before I disarm the charms."

"Umm... right," I said sheepishly. "I found some interesting information over summer and I've been thinking that I don't have control over my own life. I feel that I'm being use as a pawn and a weapon," I said sadly, but firmly.

Professor Snape quirked a brow," What information have you found?" He asked and then continued, "And why do you think that you're being used as a pawn?"

His voice was the same, but I felt the underlining understanding and encouragement to continue," I found out that I'm a girl, not a boy."

His eyes widened ,"What?"

I nodded," A boy doesn't start a cycle, only girls." I answered like I was stating the obvious and I was.

He recovered quickly, "Continue."

I bit my bottom lip… Should I?

"Potter, continue what you were telling me, it will not reach others," he states, but I still do not speak. "Harry?"

My eyes widened, as his voice sounded worried, almost concerned. So I continued, "I don't know anything about who I am. Or why I'm fighting in this war and I don't know who to trust. Every time I asked questions I never received answers and was ignored. Dumbledore… I do not believe he is everything that everyone makes him out to be."

"Is that all everything?" He asked.

I thought about it, shaking my head," No sir, there is more. I want to know the truth. I'm tired of always being in the dark." I sighed sadly, but some hope was still left in me.

"Explain."

Why was he making this so hard? I sighed," When I came here for my first year, I was supposed to go into Slytherin, but I didn't. I couldn't help but question everything that had happened when I went back to the Dursley's. I began to suspect that someone was controlling everything in my life. And I questioned what would have happen if had chosen Slytherin? When I came here last year my suspicions increased."

He paused for a moment in silence, "Why indeed. I'll tell you everything I know, but this must not leave my office." He gestured me to sit and I gladly did so.

What will happen next? This is my first HPSS fic. Inspiration from so many fics that I have read. Leave a review and please tell me what you think and what you would like to happen next. This fic will somewhat follow the books.

Jane