Gender Bender

Disclaimer: J.k Rowling's lovely creations just me playing around

AN: So yeah this is my first fic and i'm on my grandma's computer which has made this whole process really hard and i don't think she has Word so i'm trying to write this from the notepad...hope it works..anyways Female!Draco/Harry, Hermione/Ron (of course) and probably BlaiseZ/? cuz i luv him:)
I was listening to In my Arms by Plumb when i wrote Draco's first part:)Enjoy!

Prologue:

Ron crept into the twins' room eyeing the mess warily, looking for anything that caught his eye. There! He stooped to pick up the white packet with the words 'Gender Bender'
printed faintly underneath the vibrant 'X'. He guessed this was a sign that the product had not been approved before the twins had opened their jokeshop. That didn't matter though, in fact, it would probably work even better if there were more nasty affects. That prat was a bloody git and he would pay! Wow, Ron thought, maybe I should have been in Slytherin, plotting like this! Never the less he had had enough of the stupid prick's behaviour and he was going to put an end to it in their final year at Hogwarts.

Harry grinned as Hermione and Ron stopped in the doorway of the compartment where Luna,
Neville, and he sat.

"Hey guys! Luna! Neville! Its great we get to spend our seventh year together and with the war won I can't wait!", chattered Hermione, obviously excited.

"We'll catch up later guys, c'mon 'Mione, Head Girl duties remember?", Ron nudged Hermione playfully.

"Oh that's right! Congratulations Hermione!"

"Thanks Luna!", Hermione smiled. She then accepted Neville's and Harry's praise happily. Ron nudged Hermione again, "Alright Ron lets go then."

Harry smiled at the mischievous glint in Hermione's eyes and grinned wider as Ron took her hand, thinking they were out of their friends view.

"Well," began Luna," She was pretty happy, though I doubt it was simply because of being made head girl."

He sighed cheerfully," I knew I could trust you to see right through to them. Frankly I dunno why they are going to the trouble of keeping something so obvious a secret..."

Luna nodded but Neville seemed to be just catching up,"Something is going on with Hermione and Ron?"

"Well yeah, they're like made for each other. I've been wondering when they would finally get together."

"Maybe it was because of all the tension from the war?", Luna, of course, bringing the conversation to the topic he had a feeling would come up. Whenever it came to this Harry would become very exhausted just thinking about all the hectic events that confused him greatly. For example his feelings towards Snape, after knowing that Snape wasn't that bad of a guy he felt sort of guilty about his hatred towards him. But the hatred felt mutual! Ugh, he didn't like to be bothered with these conflicting emotions. Sure he killed the Dark Lord and everything but there were so many lives lost. Not to mention the people he had thought bad but were somehow a little bit good or something? People like Malfoy.
He wondered, what will it be like this year with Malfoy? Another tricky subject, he thought,
repressing the thoughts of his blonde hair and steely gray eyes... No! He musn't think about him now and instead noticed how the compartment was silent.

He looked out the window, they were almost to Hogwarts! And Ron and Hermione hadn't returned... "Hey guys lets go change." He stood up, escaping anymore awkward conversations, with Luna and Neville following suit.

His cold gray eyes and his gelled white-blonde hair were clear in the lake's reflection as he walked among the other students towards the carriages. A crowd was gathering, there were many gasps and then shrieks. He wearily pushed through them, stopped momentarily to stare at the Thestrals before climbing into the carriage with a sigh. He looked up at the handsome Italian calling his name.

"Draco? Is something wrong? You were quiet on the train too.."

"I'm fine Blaise."

Blaise Zabini frowned as he sat down. "You know that isn't true! Please confide in me, I'm the closest friend you have right? I'm worried."

He saw the concern in Blaise's brown eyes and was about to relent but as he opened his mouth some annoying tittering girls poured into their carriage. A much used Malfoy scowl marred his features as he heard Pansy Parkinson's lilting voice. We just had a war why is the chit so damn happy?

"Did you guys see those ugly creatures? They were so scary! I know it would have been ok if there was a big, strong Slytherin there to tell me its alright.." Pansy trailed off blinking her eyes at Draco. He sneered at her and turned away in disgust, she hadn't changed at all!

Blaise didn't agree though, he saw dark bags under her eyes and that she barely wore any make up at all. She was thinner and looked unhealthy, it seemed the war had affected even her. "It seems that because of the war pretty much everyone can see the Thestrals."

Everyone looked up as Blaise said this quietly and Pansy started, "Wait so you-" The pain that clouded Blaise's eyes was apparent and she turned instead to chat with Dapne Greengrass.

Draco leaned back relaxing as the tension faded away. He didn't think he would be back at Hogwarts but with the war all of the students were repeating their previous school year. He hoped that without Voldemort's threatening presence the wizarding world would simmer and bubble peacefully and despite his current moping he would make the best of their last year. "Hey, Blaise?"

"Yes, Draco?"

"I'm a little confused right now," he admitted. "I mean so many things have happened, so many things to mourn over but, also the war is over! So I'm not sure if I should feel guilty about going on and being happy."

Blaise was surprised at the Malfoy's admission of not being strong, showing his doubt and suffering, he admired his braveness. "Are you sure you are Draco Malfoy? A cold Slytherin? What's this I hear, feelings?" Teasing Draco was amusing.

Automatically defensive Draco sneered at his friend, "You are one to talk! Eating your sweets and asking how I'm feeling?" Draco saw his grin and laughed with Blaise, "Ok maybe we both should give up as Slytherins and become Hufflepuffs?"

"But think of the poor girls in Slytherin what will they do without two of their sexiest bachelors?"

"That, and Huffpuffs probably wouldn't be able to resist us!"

Ah, it was good to be back with his friends, or Blaise at least.. After Crabbe's death Goyle and Draco hadn't spoken. He was thankful for Blaise distracting him from those thoughts, "It was surprising how Potter vouched for you and your family wasn't it?"

Serious again, "Yeah though I'm pretty sure it was because my mother protected him, which she only did because he told her I was safe."

Not only in court but in those flames Potter had saved him. Why? Now he couldn't hate him fully anymore, if he ever did anyways... Don't think that! his head screamed No! Bad thoughts! But his raised spirits broke the barrier in his mind and the thoughts he feared started to flood his brain. Flashes of raven hair mussed up and that jagged scar... Those peridot eyes were haunting..

A sharp prod back Draco back to the world where potter and him were bitter rivals, he shook his head to clear the thoughts. It wasn't as if he liked Potter or anything he told himself, no, he wasn't gay! Just a hate relationship, they were connected, that was all. The proud Malfoy drew himself up as he and Blaise exited the carriage.

"Blaise?"

"Draco?"

"Let's make the best of the year. Let's start over and start living again."

Blaise's chocolate eyes met his silver. He nodded seriously.

Ah, the Sorting. It was extremely crowded with people repeating years and it was hard to see. At least he didn't have his glasses obscuring his vision anymore, as a gift of gratitude the ministry had corrected his eyes for free.

What was Ron doing? Hermione and the rest of their friends were already here why was Ron just joining them here? He raised an eyebrow at him.

Ron flushed looking slightly.. guilty? "The loo" Was all he mumbled as he turned to face the Sorting.

Suspicious. Oh well. Harry soon forgot as he also watched the Sorting.

Why was Pansy bothering him again? He turned in the direction she pointed but there was nothing to see. Draco turned back to see her shrug, well that was weird and a waste of my time, he thought.

Across the hall he spotted Potter's slightly less messy black and noticed he had finally ditched the glasses. It showed off his vibrant emerald eyes he thought as he smirked at him. He caught Potter's eye then he turned to take a swig of his pumpkin juice. He looked back at Potter who was still staring. He smirked wider at the attention.

Potter's mouth dropped into an 'o' of horror, and Draco felt a fire spreading inside at the same time as the silvery mist that was enveloping him. He started shaking uncontrollably his head started to feel heavy as something was growing out of him. He felt like he was shrinking and expanding in some places.

What .. is ...happening? His dainty eyelashes fluttered shut as he slid to the floor.

So tell me what you think:) I am younger than you probably think and any feedback is appreciated.

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AN: Constructive criticism please i want to know what i should fix