Chapter One
The Beginning
Voldemort paced in front of his Death Eaters. He rubbed the bridge of his nose.
"Are you shure?" Voldemort whispered to his Death Eaters.
"Yes, Master. We checked and re-checked, it's all true." Said Bellatrix. Voldemort paled horribly. His red eyes seemed to sign brighter.
"Tell Severus to come here" Bellatrix stood up, and took one last bow, before she left the room. The doors slammed shut behind her
Voldemort dismissed his other Death Eaters. He sat down on his throne, and shut his eyes. This wasn't good…
Harry James Potter opened his eyes tiredly. The sun shone down, and immediately blinded him. He held up a hand, trying to shield the light out of his eyes.
Harry Potter had just turned fifteen. He had a head full of messy black hair. Emerald green eyes. Black glasses and a lightning scar on his forehead.
Harry was sitting on a swing, the only one that still hung, all the others had been broken by Dudley and his gang.
Harry rubbed his eyebrow. It was a bright sunny afternoon in the middle of July. The laws of Private drive which usually shone green were now slowly turning brown. There usual healthy gardens, were now withering away.
Harry got off the swing quickly, when he heard people approaching. Harry jumped behind a bush. Three people walked forward. Death Eaters…
"I don't get why WE have to be hunting, Potter!" Said the first Death Eater.
"Be Quiet, Nott. If you have a problem, then report it to the Dark Lord." Growled the second Death Eater.
"Nott has a point, Snape. Why doesn't the Dark Lord find Potter by himself?" Said the last death eater.
"Because… Bella, at this moment, witches and wizards have no idea that the dark lord is among them again." Snarled Snape.
After that remark Bellatrix shut her mouth. Snape stopped and looked around.
"Potter's here…" He whispered. The three Death Eaters looked around, hoping to see him. Harry crept down lower behind the bush, a twig scratched his cheek. His hands dug in the dirt as he tried to get as far down as he could.
Harry then heard a scream. His eyes widened. Oh No… Harry shut his eyes.
"Harry!" Someone screamed.
"Hermione?" Harry whispered to himself. The Death Eaters turned around, and pointed there wands at Hermione. Harry jumped out from behind his bush, and lunged at Snape. They fell to the ground, fighting viciously. Harry let Snape go. He ly in a bloody puddle on the ground. His nose was broken, he had a few new scars, and his arm looked cracked.
Harry leapt to his feet, grabbed Hermione's hand, and ran. Curses passed them as they ran down the street.
"Harry! Slow down!" Hermione screamed. Harry shook his head.
"No! We need to be fast! If we don't- we're toast" Hermione shut her eyes as they ran. Harry ran to his house, ran inside, and slammed the door behind him and Hermione. Harry looked around and saw Voldemort standing in the living room. Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia, and Dudley had gone for the week to some fair.
Voldemort smiled. He had something clutched in his hand. It looked like a potions vial. As Voldemort moved his hand, Harry saw it clearly. The liquid inside was a dark red, with swirls of purple foam. Voldemort threw it at Harry, before Harry got a chance to jump out of the way; it hit him in the chest. Harry was blasted backwards. He then began to change.
Harry's fingernails began to grow long, and thinner. His hair grew longer; soon it was close to his waist. Two lumps appeared on his chest, his face changed. His lips thickened, and her eyes went narrower. Her eyelashes grew, and her face became softer. Her voice changed to, it turned lighter, and sweeter. Harry looked at himself in the mirror beside him. He was a girl!
Voldemort and Harry stared at each other for mere minutes, hardly believing there eyes. Aurors began to apparate into the house; Voldemort disappeared before any of the Aurors saw him. Remus ran forward. He looked tired, and older. Any tan that had been on him was now gone, and was left with nothing but white. His hair was pure grey now, and he had bags under his eyes.
"Hermione? Where's Harry?" Hermione looked at the girl version of Harry. Remus looked over. Harry and Remus stared at each other.
"Harry? What happened?" Harry sighed sadly.
"Voldemort hit him with something. A sorta potion, I guess." Said Hermione. Remus nodded knowingly.
"Well, we better go." He grabbed both, Harry and Hermione, and disapparated away from private drive.
They appeared in a dark building. Harry looked around in awe. The walls were painted black and looked like the paint was peeling off. A chandelier hung from the roof. It was rusty, but still had some color to it. The floors were also black. Paintings hung from the walls, millions of them, all wizards and witches, who were sleeping soundly.
"Stay here." Said Remus suddenly. Remus turned towards a door way and walked towards it. He soon disappeared.
Harry sat down, and put his head in his hands.
"Harry?" Hermione put an arm around his shoulders. Harry looked at her. Hermione gave Harry a small sweet smile. Harry looked away, tears forming in his eyes, he didn't want Hermione to see him cry.
"Where are we?" She/He asked.
"Gimmaulds place." Harry nodded.
The opening that Remus had walked through now showed seven people approaching. Mrs. Weasley, Mr. Weasley, Sirius, Dumbledore, Tonks, Moody, and Remus walked into the room.
Mrs. Weasley walked over to him/her, and gave her/him a huge hug. Mrs. Weasley hugged her harder, and she was soon unable to breathe.
"Mrs. Weasley… I sorta need to breathe-" Mrs. Weasley let go of Harry.
"Sorry…" Harry smiled kindly at her. Sirius walked over, and gave Harry a quick hug. Once, Sirius let go, Harry stood up. At once she fell backwards. Sirius caught her before she hit the floor.
(A/N) Okay. Now I'm referring to Harry as a girl, you'll probably get use to it soon.
Sirius sat her back in a chair, gently. Harry was getting a headache. She whispered a quick thanks to Sirius. She then looked up at Dumbledore.
"Professor, could you please explain what happened?" Dumbledore nodded. He pulled out a chair, and sat in it. He then adjusted his half-moon glasses.
"The potion was made to show what is being hidden. It will show the person's real identity." Harry blinked five times, unable to say anything. Hermione broke the silence.
"Professor… Does that mean… That Harry has always been a girl?"
"Yes, Miss. Granger, it does." Harry began to cough roughly. She put a hand over her mouth. When, she was done, the old professor begun again.
"The true Prophecy states that SHE will have the power to destroy Voldemort. (Everyone shuddered) Not he. So we turned you into a boy, hoping it would save you… but apparently it didn't." Harry stared at Dumbledore in mere shock. Why hadn't they told him this?
Harry then began to fell everything around his fade. She fell off her chair, and fell to the ground… unconscious.
(A/N) This is an edited copy of my original first chapter. I hope everything now isn't so confusing. I'm going to edit the others too. Please review.
