Makeover woahs! Chapter 1: The Story Begins!, a harry potter fanfic

Hello People! It is I, Niji. And for once I am alone! I must warn that this will later become a slash and it takes place after the war. They all went back for there final year, yay! But on to the point!

Rated M for Mature comedy and Stuff like that, no actual nudity. Well someone might walk in on someone changing, but that's about it.

Warning:SLASH...DMHP!!!!!!!IF YOU DON'T LIKE GUYXGUY THAN LEAVE!!!

DISCLAIMER: I ONLY OWN THE WORDS(AND ONLY SOME OF THEM)AND HARRY'S NEW LOOK. J.K. ROWLING OWNS THE REST. EXCEPT THE CHARACTER DRAWINGS, THOSE ARE OWNED BY K0SSHi. Check out her account!!!!!!!!!!

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The dream world seemed to comfort Harry. That's why in the morning he hated to get up. Looking around for the red head who he shared the room with during visits, Harry realized he was not there. Due to this fact he noted it had to be well past noon, so he sat up. The bespectacled boy then discovered that once again he had fallen out of the comfortable (cough not cough) cot that was set up in Ron's room for him to sleep on. Fuck. That would explain the crick in my neck. Harry stood up and walked over to the door, about to open it, only to have it swing open and a small red head tackle him to the ground and start kissing him.

"Ginny," Harry screeched, in a manly way of course, "What the hell are you doing?" The raven haired boy then proceeded to shove the Weasley girl off of him and stood up.

"I missed you Harry," The red headed girl then gave Harry a look that she obviously thought was sexy, but was obviously not.

"I saw you last night. And plus it's too early to fool around," Harry stated scratching his head lazily.

"But Harry, it's three in the afternoon and I need you inside me," Ginny whined and again gave him the obviously not sexy, sexy look.

"Ginny! What if someone in your family were to hear you say that!" The raven haired boy screeched, in yet again, a manly tone.

"Oh don't be silly Harry, no ones here," Ginny stated, still whining all the while.

"Where are they?" Harry questioned, going back to scratching his head lazily.

"Well lets see. Ron is on a date with Hermione, Fred is at work, so are Dad and Percy and Mom is shopping in Diagon Ally." The small Weasley girl moved closer to Harry, who in turn stepped backward. "Since there all gone can we pretty, pretty please Harry." This time instead of the not so sexy, sexy look, Ginny was giving Harry puppy dog eyes.

"No," the bespectacled boy stated simply. "Like I said before, its to early. I just woke up and there is no way in hell that I will fool around when I'm this tired."

"Fine," The red head grumbled.

"Now leave and let me take a shower," Harry turned around to get his towel and a change of clothes.

Once again came the really not so sexy, sexy look from Ginny, "I need a shower to, can I join you Harry?"

What a slut. "No you can't Ginny. I just told you it's to early to be fooling around. Plus I think I'm still tired from last night's adventure." At this statement Harry wanted to barf. He hated the girl, she was an annoying little slut, but she was an easy fuck when he needed and she wasn't all that bad either. He then walked out of the room and into the bathroom, locking the door of course.

After taking a quick shower Harry stood in front of the mirror, towel covering his manly bits of course. I need a makeover desperately, maybe that way people won't recognize me as the famous Harry Potter, the boy who finally defeated Voldemort. Lets hope this makeover gets me a girlfriend so I can stop fucking the ugly red head.

The soon to be non-bespectacled boy got changed quickly and apparated to Diagon Ally. Once there he went to a few different stores and bought what was necessary to complete his makeover. All the while trying to avoid people's looks. The last place he had to stop was a muggle drugstore. After all, glasses were ugly.

He quickly apparated into the Weasely's bathroom. Ginny was now banging on the door screeching at Harry to come out because she needed him inside her or she would die. Let's hope that's true, I wish she would drop dead. Lets begin.

The Weasley family, plus Hermione, were all sitting at the dinner table waiting for Harry to join them so they could start dinner. Ron's hunger finally took over and he screeched, of course his screeched were not manly like Harry's, up the stairs, "Harry Potter, if you don't get your bloody damn ass down here this minute I am going to bloody decapitate you. I'm starved!"

"Ronald Weasley, language! Now come and sit at the table and I'm sure Harry will be down any minute."

Harry unlocked the bathroom door and slowly walked the four flights of stairs down to the kitchen. "I'm sorry to keep you all waiting. But please don't be too shocked when I get down there."

The Weasley's , and Hermione, where looking at each other and whispering, wonder what the hell Harry was talking about. As soon as he got to the kitchen door they all looked up and were shocked, despite what he had said mere seconds ago, to see the new Harry standing in the door way. He looked completely different. The new Harry still had raven hair, except now it had blue streaks and was long in the front and short and spiky in the back (Imagine Sasuke's hair from Naruto). His eyes were no longer surrounded by glasses but delicately and beautifully placed eye liner. Instead of his usually baggy clothes he was wearing a very tight and muscle-reveling band shirt and a pair of dark skinny jeans. Of course he had the perfect a pair of shoes on, white converse that the boy had proceeded to write song lyrics on, in black sharpie. The whole thing was pulled together by black nail polish and seven well placed piercings, two on his lips, one on the left side of his nose, three on his right ear and one on his left.

"HOLY FISH CAKES BATMAN!!!" Ron screeched, again in a non-manly way, at the top of his lungs, "What the hell did you do to yourself Harry! You look like one of those emo kids you were telling me about!"

"For your information Ronald, I do not look like an emo kid, I am scene," he said, a proud tone in his voice, making quotations with his middle and index fingers on each hand, "Besides, emo is stereotypical, whereas scene is, but it is much more positive, it doesn't come with a very demeaning, clichéd personality." Harry walked over and sat at the table to eat, "Are we going to start or are you lot going to continue to gawk at me like baboons?" Harry began putting food on his plate.

"If I may ask Harry, what prompted you to give yourself a makeover?" of course the first one to talk after Harry's little speech was Hermione.

"Well 'Mione, I guess I decided I wanted a change. I mean, I think its about time I got rid of those god awful glasses, and the clothes that still don't fit." Harry stated simply while eating his dinner. Apparently he was the only one who was hungry because no on else had even touched there food, even starving Ronald.

"Oh, ok. But what about your hair and the eyeliner?" Hermione questioned

"Don't forget the nail polish," It seemed Ginny had finally found her vocal chords.

"I added the blue streaks because I have always wanted to and the hair cut is because I told the hair dresser to do as she wished and this is what she gave me. The eyeliner is there because I wanted to see why you and Ginny are always complaining about having to wear it, same goes for the nail polish, it is actually not that difficult" The now non-bespectacled boy pronounced. "And by the way, if I'm the only one who is going to eat anything, why did you guys bother sitting here?"

At this statement everyone started shoveling food on there plate, and then crammed it in their mouths. Trying to avoid the subject much. The room stayed silent for the next ten minutes before everyone said that they all had plans and were leaving, everyone that is except Ginny.

Great, I'm stuck with the mega whore once again. Just Great.

"Harry," Ginny said in what she assumed was a sexy tone but was so obviously not. Being smart (OMG GINNY IS SMART!!!!!) she had waited till everyone in the house had left before attempting to seduce Harry.

"Yes Ginny, what do you want," Harry stated in a bored tone. He was flying around the yard on his firebolt while listening to his iPod. He often did this when trying to relieve some stress. Of course the music was loud and obnoxious but he didn't care.

"Oh, come down here, Harry," again, she pasted on that wannabe sexy look and tone, which revolted Harry. "Please?"

Harry's head turned, an idea entering his mind. I should lead her on. He smirked. Draco would have been proud.

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And there is the first chapter!!!!!!!!!Please Review!